Dust In The Air
  • Reads 950
  • Votes 19
  • Parts 19
  • Time 1h 57m
  • Reads 950
  • Votes 19
  • Parts 19
  • Time 1h 57m
Ongoing, First published Jun 24, 2014
"A villain is made up of jealousy, envy and sadness. Every villain has a story behind their horrendous crimes" 

••••••••

Everyone has interior demons which sometimes come to the surface and destroy us emotionally as well as physically. 

But what if these demons inside of us have names? What if they are here for a reason? 

They stay to rebel. 

They have the freedom. Freedom is the power to speak or act but rebellion is the power to disrespect freedom and that's what Alvidas do. 

Alvidas are the most feared creatures of the underworld. 

Their power? They destroy. 

How? With their mind. 

How to destroy them? You need the devil. 


••••••••

A big thank you to @AuRevoirSimone for giving me the inspiration to write this story. Re-reading A Beautiful Torment gives me new ideas. I'm thankful for that. Thank you so much Simone.

••••••
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add Dust In The Air to your library and receive updates
or
Content Guidelines
You may also like
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
Bound by Flames (f/f angels and demons | dark / forbidden romance/erotica) cover
The Power Within: A Rose Full Of Emotions cover
Enemies cover
The Unordinary cover
Unnatural Instinct: Fallen cover
The Noise In The Silence cover
Undead cover
FORBIDDEN  cover
Vitality (Vitality Series #1) cover
THE DIFFERENT-WINGED ANGEL cover

Bound by Flames (f/f angels and demons | dark / forbidden romance/erotica)

6 parts Complete Mature

Her voice came out grainy. "I'm tired of being the devil's whip." She ground her teeth together. "I'm tired of killing for evil. I saw you the other night and it made me feel something I'd never felt before. The want to protect you." She looked down at her feet, her expression unfamiliar. "I've been a monster for five hundred years." She looked at me. "And when I saw you, I saw good. I saw purity." - "And what did my angel think about?" She growled. I could feel her breath in my ear. The possessiveness that clouded her burrowed into me. She bit my ear again and I sighed in pleasure. "Tell me," she demanded. "I thought about you," I admitted. My core began to throb. "And was it good?" She moved her lips down to my neck, biting the artery that beat rapidly. I swallowed. "No one has ever made me feel like you do." My voice came out husky. I couldn't take much more of this. - Camael never asked to be saved by a demon. She didn't even know that demons could be saviors. Her purpose was to do the right thing, even when it felt so wrong. Lirathis has killed her entire life. She was the Devil's whip and knew nothing except pain and destruction. Void of any emotion. Until she met Camael. Something is changing between them. Pulling them together. Wrenching them from the lives they knew. Chemistry had its own magic.