"They do not get a peaceful afterlife. I make sure of that. As the devil, I can do with them whatever I please." He declared while I kept my gaze fixed on him."Fair enough." I said in a simple tone.Everybody looked at me. The males, Guirita, Shea, Samael."A human agreeing with what we do? Interesting." The male next to Guirita said, looking away again. I shrugged my shoulders. "If my child got raped, I would want them to end up in hell." I said truthfully. "But you're human... You're supposed to be all fair and square, and against any violence." Burta said."Not all humans are the same." I stated with another shrug. "No, we found that out quickly when we were in Lust." Burta retorted.Lust. Elle. Adrian. They had to know I was here. Somehow, they just had to know I was here. I was so close to my best friend, so close to my freedom."Right, this conversation is over. Fay, you'll join the hunt tonight. Clothes will be prepared for you. Burta, Janson, come with me. We need to discuss
I watched as Samael disappeared around the corner, still clutching the knife he had given me. Once he was out of sight, I turned and decided to explore the gardens in hopes of finding a way out of the castle grounds. If the hunt was outside castle grounds, there was a way out of here. If I could just make my way to Lust, I knew I would be safe with Adrian and Elle.God, did I miss my friends."Hello." I said to the first demon I came across. He froze, looked at me, quickly looked away and walked off without saying anything. "Hello." I said to the next demon I came across. He didn't even look at me. The demon just sped off in the direction he came from and didn't look back.The garden was empty. Everything that bloomed here, bloomed high and some points were even like a maze."Hey!" I happily said when I found a demon walking around, a big sword in his hands. He also looked at me as if I had gun pointing at him and took a step back. He looked like he was patrolling the grounds and sudd
She led me back into the gothic castle and the cool air caressed my skin almost lovingly, like it invited me in.I would have preferred to stay outside.We walked through the castle, passing numerous demons dressed in various outfits, some guards, some maids, all avoiding eye contact with me. Some even turned to face the wall, and I couldn't decide which was worse - being openly stared at or this strange behaviour. The demon woman who was leading me through the castle didn't look over her shoulder once. She knew I was following anyway, my steps were loud enough.I would definitely make a terrible spy.She guided me back to my room. Probably a good thing because I wouldn't of have had a single clue where it was.There was a new outfit laid out on the bed and I sighed at the lack of fabric one again. But anything was better than this skimpy dress. The demon woman stood in the corner, her gaze fixed on the floor. I knew what I needed to do. I had to change into another revealing outfit.
Samael stood on the other side, dressed entirely in black. A black tight sweater with long sleeves, black pants and heavy boots. No crown, no Wrath jewels, nothing to indicate he was the king.But he didn't need that. It was very, very clear he was the king here. There was almost a sort of aura around him, one that exuded danger and power. One that I didn't want to be near at all.As I entered, Samael looked up, his gaze fixed on my Lara Croft outfit.Fuck. I felt nervous.The demons remained motionless, the only sound being the crackling of the fire. Despite not being close to it, I could still feel the heat emanating from the flames. Samael nodded towards his side, indicating for me to come. Slowly, I made my way around the circle of demons towards their king.I walked behind demons and had a feeling they didn't like someone so close to their back, even if I was a human. One wrong move or look and Samael would deal with them. They had to ignore their instincts to attack whoever got
"Us demons are all the same, wildflower." Sam said, looking back at me over his shoulder. "He knew exactly what he did wrong.""Now. Jump up. We are very generous in the head start we are giving him." Sam ordered and I looked at his back. He was so tall.Placing my hands on his shoulder, I awkwardly jumped up and he caught my legs with his steel arms. I locked my feet at his stomach and wrapped my arms around his neck. He held onto my legs while I rested my head beside his. My heart continued to race, and I was certain he could feel its frantic rhythm, pumping blood rapidly through my body."You smell nice. Very nice." Samael abruptly said. Saying I was surprised was a heavy understatement, but a single compliment wasn't going to make me swoon. "I know." I responded, tightening my arms and legs around him.I didn't like this closeness between us. I would never accept a guy this close to me after being so rude to me like he was."I meant your blood, flower. The blood that I will be dri
We reached the first demon shortly afterward. As soon as he spotted us, panic spread across his face when he realized it was Satan coming for him. Sam effortlessly pulled him down from the tree, checked his neck, and swiftly snapped it, all while I remained on his back.The next one was still running, trying to escape. Sam easily outran him, first snapping his knee to stop him from running and then checked his neck again. Another red stripe. First he broke the other knee, then he kicked his head so hard that it half exploded.The third one was hiding in a cave underground. I didn't see him, but Samael said he heard him. Heard him hiding. And smelt the vile smell of him from miles. There were more hiding in here, he said."Some think they can get away." Sam said when he entered the cramped cave. It was too small for me to remain on his back, so I slid off and stayed right behind him. "Have you ever had any escapees?" I asked when I slid closer to Samael, the cave being too dark for me
Multiple footsteps were suddenly right behind me and I looked behind my shoulder to see multiple pairs of red eyes coming my way. Terror struck me. Without thinking, I sprinted through the darkness, but a hand made contact with my back, causing me to let out a piercing scream. I stumbled and fell hard, banging my head, but I ignored the pain, pushed myself up, and continued running.Suddenly, Sam's roar reverberated through the air. Just as another hand grazed my exposed back, I screamed once more.All movement behind me disappeared. "Get her, Wruy!" Sam's voice boomed, and then a firm grip seized my arm, pulling me backwards. I kicked whoever it was and heard Wruy grunt out. "Fuck me. You're strong for a human." Wruy complained, keeping his hand on my arm. Another hand touched my other side, and I yelped away again, right in the body of Wruy.Whoever was touching me disappeared also.There was so much sound of fighting, pain and cracking bones that all my brain could give me was pani
"What does that mean?" I asked, my head swimming.A mischievous smirk adorned his face as he replied, "Oh, my sweet wildflower, we are going to have a very interesting night." He said, his tone filled with secrecy.I could feel my eyes growing heavy as I questioned, "Why?" My voice came out small and uncertain."You're getting high. I did take too much, since this is your first time. Fuck. I'm the first ever to bite you and take your blood. That means your body will adapt to mine. Right now, my saliva is coursing through your veins and your body will see it as something stronger. It will try to keep it, to strengthen itself. Your body will recognize that to get more saliva, it needs to provide blood in return. It will happily do that. Your body is working very hard to adapt to my needs, and my needs only. It's basing everything entirely on my saliva alone. And you're getting high. In a few hours, you'll be craving more." Sam explained in detail, still walking out with me.He did what
“Are we really sure about this?“ Elle asked, her voice thick with apprehension. “We’re sure.” Elyse replied firmly, her eyes brimming with hope. Neither Elle nor I could bring ourselves to object any further. There was only one wall between this room and the dungeons, which were currently empty since all the prisoners had been taken out for the hunt. That's why tonight was the perfect night to do this. Sam wouldn't be here, and nor would be any of the hunters. Adrian had been invited to the hunt, much to his delight, and so even he would be occupied for the entire night. “How exactly do we do this?” I asked, frowning as doubt crept in. Half of me was convinced it wouldn’t work.The other half—the rational part—was terrified that it might. “Did we really have to pick the creepiest place for this?!” I jumped at the sound of a male voice, my hand instinctively gripping the hilt of my knife. Dante and Reggie had entered, Dante carrying a thick black book while Reggie laughed, pattin
I smiled and tugged on Sam’s pants, pulling him closer until his body pressed against mine. The thick branch beneath us held steady, but offered no protection from the cold wind gusting over our bare skin. Sam’s lips captured mine once again, and as his hand slid across my skin, feeling my goosebumps, fire burst from his fingertips. I gasped when the branch caught fire. Sam quickly doused the flames with his ice, but I stared at the charred spot, shock coursing through me. My mouth fell open in disbelief. "What... What is this?" I asked with disbelief. “I... I don’t know,” Sam replied, his eyes wide with uncertainty. “Have you always had this?” I questioned suspiciously, turning toward him. He looked at me, clearly unsure. “No,” he admitted, glancing down at his hand in amazement. I did the same. “I think it’s you. Your fire... it’s in my veins now.” I blinked, trying to process his words. "I noticed it every time I had your blood in my system. I felt the warmth. But I couldn
I bit my lip in torment, unable to tear my gaze away from Sam’s bare upper body. The fact that my body temperature was already too high didn’t help, nor did the way Sam moved in the fighting circle, calculating his next move to defeat his eight opponents. The scar I had given him long ago with a whip stood out starkly against his bronzed skin. The crown still sat firmly on his head, a testament to his rigid posture—even in the middle of combat. I almost groaned in desperation when Sam lifted the corner of his mouth into a smug smirk, taunting his enemies. Sam was intoxicated by the fight. It had been a long time since anyone dared challenge him, but tonight, nothing could stop him. He gave his challengers a simple choice: yield or die. A number of demons already lay dead at the corners of the ring. The vampires were nearly driven mad by the scent of blood, but Lucifer had kept them in check by giving each a bottle of blood wine. They lounged around, enjoying the company of several
I followed Sam's gaze and was met with thousands of silent eyes. It was still beyond me how such a large crowd could remain so quiet. My eyes first landed on Lucifer's wife, who was yanked back harshly by her husband. Lucifer looked regal, wearing a massive crown. His purple attire suited his large frame, and he puffed out his chest proudly when our gazes met. Shea stood a few meters away with the Lust crowd, her expression disapproving. The moment our eyes met, she quickly looked down. Moving on, I saw Adrian with his arms around Elle, both beaming with happiness and pride. I forced myself to suppress a smile, wanting to appear serious, and looked further. Dagon stood with Ren, holding hands. Ren gently stroked Dagon's arm. I almost gasped when I noticed a slight bump in Dagon's belly. I nodded in acknowledgment, and Dagon responded with a serene smile, nodding back. Elyse stood near them, arms crossed, looking as fierce as any demon king. The numerous knives strapped to her bod
“Don’t be nervous.” Elle scolded me from behind. I huffed in response. “I’m so done with these public events.” I replied, wringing my hands together. “Well, get ready for a lot more. You’re going to be Queen.” Elyse commented from the side. I eyed her, furrowing my brows. Elle finished the intricate braid, adding small wildflowers to my hair. Their colors popped against my dark strands, and I smiled at my reflection in the mirror. Elyse applied a final swipe of red lipstick to my lips, stepping back to admire her work. "You look absolutely perfect. Like a true Queen." I smiled again. My throat was bare. It would soon be adorned with a ruby necklace, similar to Sam's. Small rubies dangled from my ears, and a simple gold bracelet wrapped around my wrist. My dress was black and red, massive and encrusted with gemstones. I could barely walk in it, but apparently, this was how coronation dresses looked in this realm. Except for Elle, considering she was dressed in lingerie and a see
"Two bottles and one pack of cigarettes a month. That's my offer. Take it or leave it." Sam said, turning to Rhazien. The vampire sucked on his teeth, his fangs just visible, sharp and menacing. A shudder ran through me. They looked lethal. And painful. Lucifer, leaning heavily on the table, looked desperate. Around him, the vampires shared the same tense, eager expressions. Rhazien paused, letting the tension stretch. He scanned the room, his gaze lingering on each of us before it finally settled on Sam. He nodded once. "Yes!" Lucifer cheered, immediately turning to point at random vampires—each of them stunning in their own way. Lucifer's wife was going to have a heart attack. "I'll have my own harem!" He announced proudly. Sam sighed, clearly exasperated. "Oh, hell... What have we gotten ourselves into?" I snorted, nudging his chest. "Let him have his fun." "My brothers won’t be happy about this," Sam muttered. "I just gave the King of Pride something to brag about
I watched with interest as everyone around me became increasingly drunk. I kept my distance from the wine, not wanting to cloud my mind, and leaned comfortably against Sam. The vampires danced with the grace and allure of professional performers, putting on quite the spectacle. “I have some gifts for you, Rhazien.” Sam said, cutting through my distracted thoughts. “Gifts?” Rhazien’s eyes lit up with curiosity. “For your hospitality.” Sam reached to his side, producing a packet of cigarettes and a bottle of wine. Rhazien gasped, his excitement palpable. “Is that…?” Rhazien asked, his voice full of wonder. “Yes,” Sam smirked from behind me, “enjoy them.” “What are those?” I asked, eyeing the odd-smelling cigarettes. I recognized the wine as blood wine. “Blood cigarettes,” Sam replied. I froze at the words. “A delicacy for vampires. They can’t make them themselves. The process is intricate and involves working with a lot of blood,” he explained softly. Rhazien twirled the cigare
Sam cleared his throat and turned to Rhazien. “We agree—on my wife’s condition. My brother gets to take a vampire of his choice home. I’ll supply you with at least a dozen humans every month, in exchange for a dozen vampires.” Rhazien glanced from Sam to me, then over to Lucifer, who was still dancing. After a moment, he sighed. “Deal.” “Perfect.” Sam said with a grin, extending his hand. They shook on it, both clearly satisfied. I looked ahead, noticing some women dancing sensually on the bar. Their bodies moved like snakes, swaying their hips seductively, the atmosphere dripping with allure. Sam and Rhazien clinked their glasses and downed their drinks in sync, slamming the empty glasses down with matching grins. I knew Sam was getting drunk when he suddenly pulled me onto his lap. I gasped, instinctively resisting, but his supernatural strength held me still. He pressed my hips against his and my back against his chest. His arms encircled me, and he placed another glass of w
The dark ballroom got even darker when Rhazien clapped his hands, and the dangerous tension in the room rose considerably. “Do you think they’ll dance with me?” Lucifer asked, his eyes fixed on a group of vampires. “They would be honored, King of Envy,” Credence replied. “Many of us have never had the privilege of meeting a demon.” "Why is that?" I asked with interest, glancing at the human girls twirling around in beautiful dresses, their vampire partners looking down at them like they were a snack. They probably were. “We're not foolish enough to venture into the demon realm. That would be suicide,” Credence explained, tapping her glass with her long, blood-red nails. “Nor do we invite demons into our lands. Demons are too bloodthirsty. For your King, we made a exception." "We won't shed any blood here." I promised her, even though I couldn't see her. "Don't make promises that aren't yours to make, Queen of Wrath. Your husband has quite the reputation. We know the risks we’ve