Lucifers Love

Lucifers Love

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I walked up to him and taped his sholder lightly and he jumped and froze when he looked up at my towering form him only being 4,9. He started trembling and studering as he tryed to spit out what ever he wanted to say. He blushed deeply as he looked down at his feet the sand between his toes the sunset off in the distance ★Hello my lovely Demons this is a book iv had for a bit the snippets above is part of it hope you enjoy★
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BOOK TWO: PRINCES OF HELL LUCIFER: PRINCE OF PRIDE The air crackled with heat, thick with the scent of brimstone and something darker-something that carried his name. Dain shivered, his breath shallow as Lucifer's fingers traced his jaw, slow and possessive, his golden eyes burning with something deeper than hunger. "You think you can summon me, bind me to your will, and walk away?" Lucifer's voice was silk laced with fire, a whisper that seared straight to Dain's soul. "Foolish, beautiful thing... I have watched you long before you spoke my name into the void. You are mine, and I do not let go." Dain tried to step back, but the space between them collapsed as Lucifer's wings unfurled, dark as the abyss itself, trapping him in a prison of shadows and heat. A clawed finger traced the pulse at Dain's throat. "You don't even understand, do you?" Lucifer murmured, almost tender, pressing his lips to Dain's ear. "This is not a claim of flesh-it is a claim of eternity. You belong to me, and I will carve my name into your very soul so even death cannot take you from me." Then, with a touch both searing and intoxicating, Lucifer's mark burned itself into Dain's skin-a sigil of dominion, of possession, of love twisted into something inescapable. Dain gasped, pain and pleasure entwined as Lucifer pulled him closer, his voice a whispered promise: "Even if heaven calls you, even if you beg to be free... you will always find your way back to me."

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