Masquerade

Masquerade

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Jazmine Morningstar Mikaelson the devils daughter the 'only' child... a 1,678 year old supernatural assassination one hit wonder, never miss kinda bitch. A heartless, rageful murdererous witch who tortures people in hell and kills worse targets like rapists, unrightful murderers, child molest- I'll leave that there... Anyways as I was saying Jazmine is human in all the ways it counts for example parties are her favorite, she'd rip the world to shreds to keep her family safe, and once she loves you she'll never let you go- basically she has feelings. Jazmine's mom was taken from her when she was only nine, she was traumatized and heartbroken but most of all she was vengeful. Lucifer, her father trained her to be unstoppable to not think twice and use her beauty as a weapon. After all, she is the devil in disguise she'll rip your heart out and stomp on it a joyful smile across her face. About 247 years ago Lucifer took her wings away as punishment for fighting in a war (which she won). So today she finally swalloed her pride and took a trip to hell to ask Lucifer for her wings back. We'll see how this goes..... ~ Jazmine's pov: I stood in my bedroom letting out a deep breath before opening a bright red door like vortex. I straightened my shoulders and walked confidently threw the firey door infront of me as it disapeared behind me. I walked towards dad's throne his silhouette evident in the distance. "Father?" I called out. "Yes Jazmine, what is it you need." He responded sharply. "My wings." I said now standing right in front of him. "What do I gain from this?" He questioned in a more enthusiastic manner. "Anything." I stated firmly. "Even if I tell you to go to school for a year to help out a friend." he suggested a pleading look on his face meaning he needed me to do this. "I'll do it but- I want my wings first." I bargained. "Wow ok...I'll set it up." He scoffed exitedly. "So it's a deal?" I asked. "Yes I'll text you the details." Lucifer smiled.
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Nia: He's a broken soul with a dark past. He's a fearful man who sees nothing but red in the world. I want to hug him. I want to, dare I say, love him. But will he let me? Apollo: She's a ray of sunshine that burns my eyes with every smile. A flower with poison hidden beneath her petals. I want to break her and uncover her hidden dark desires. There's something about her and I can't let go even though I know I should. A world like mines isn't a place for her delicate soul and I fucking hate that. ~~ "Submit to me." He repeats, harder this time as he steps closer to me. "I am not some puppy you can command to do as you say. Who in the fuck do you think i am? Kali?" His frown deepens at my tone and in a second his cold rough hands are wrapped around my neck. I whimper at the sudden move and my body goes tense when he squeezes. "Apo-" "I said to fucking submit! Do you need me to force you to?" He growls in my face. His scent suffocates me more than his hands are and I remain silent, fearing that I will say the wrong thing that'll end in me buried six feet under. "What? Cat got your tongue?" He taunts with an evil smirk on his face. He's trying to scare me into submission. I refuse. If me dying saves my dignity then so be it but I will not let this evil man think he can control me. "I am not yours to submit to, Apollo," I say as loud as can with his hands still choking me. "I am not your pet. If you want to hurt me, then hurt me but I refuse to be the woman to fall at your every command. You tried that once, remember? And where did that get me? In the hands of your enemy. I fucking. Refuse." I used all of my strength to shove him away from me with heavy force.

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