Journey Through Time

Journey Through Time

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In a world where demons can have any Blood Demon Art, what would happen if they could manipulate aspects of time? All she wanted was to graduate from her classes and become a veterinarian while repairing her relationship with her friends, parents, and stepfather. Yet here she is, staring down a Demon as its teeth glisten in the moonlight. There she is, chunks of flesh being ripped from her body by its teeth; almost as if she was made of paper. When she is rescued, she isn't sure how to go about her life, should she tell them she is from the future? what would that ruin? How will her presence influence the flow of time, and this story's outcome?
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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.

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