Kelly Chrome

All lost souls wonder the dark.Thrilled, enticed, eyes wide excited, loving the jump of their hearts anticipating evil. Belove the worst.

Who wouldn't love to see the devil, touch the beast, kiss the monster from a romance novel? Everybody wants that. To lie in the fur of a moonchild. Simmer in pleasure of fangs sinking deep into their flesh. Yes. Caress the deathly features of the feeder, seduce the reaper.

Muse at the wicked mage indulging her chaos, lust at her luring body. Love the phantom, stalk the man who lived the life of a serpent in a minute, bird in the next, cat in the next, but a man right before you... You'd love that, lost soul.

Just a nightmare, but perhaps the stuff of many dreams. Tangling in the cleavage of a succubus, not a worry it's fucking for your soul. Not one would care to pray the ghosts away, when every being would die to see one... Gone are those days.

The days.... Not the legions of Lilith and the blood moon nights. Theirs hope, to have it all back. She's the hope, the seal locking away every satanist's wet nightmares. She reincarnated for that purpose. Vowed to keep the covenant of darkness. Kelly's about to serve it or suck it.