Light & Darkness: Book 2

Miguel Romero was a young lawyer living in the Mexican capital. He attended an American college, but after finishing school and apprenticeships, he returned to his native country. Miguel was a fairly tall and slender man with broad shoulders, a dark complexion, black eyes and slightly curly hair of the same color. The features of his face were very masculine and looked like carved out of stone, and he had a little bit of facial hair. His apartment was quite modest: it consisted of a living room with an open kitchen, a tiny bathroom and one bedroom. The bathroom contained a toilet, a washbasin, a shower and a washing machine, and in the small bedroom there was a double bed, a wardrobe, a desk with a computer and a chair, a shelf above the desk, full of books, and a whole lot of documents and files stacked in two cardboard boxes on the floor - these were papers he took home to work on. Before, Miguel never took his work home, but recently he preferred to work around the clock ju

Sudden heat woke Miguel from sleep. He was still very dazed, but saw an unearthly beautiful woman approaching him, her brown curls flowing down the bare shoulders, an olive shade, as was the rest of her skin. The woman's eyes were black with a clearly visible desire in them, her lips were full, pink, arranged in a wonderful smile. The features were perfect, making her the most beautiful woman Miguel had ever seen in his life. Then his attention was drawn to her figure - so streamlined, full of wonderful feminine shapes, but at the same time slim, with perfect size. She was beautiful, like a woman from a dream... Miguel really thought he was dreaming because it couldn't be real, she had to be a dream. Was he so desperate as to create an imaginary girl? Miguel couldn't resist so he touched her shoulders and then was sure - no, it wasn't a mirage. The moment he touched that dark, firm skin, it made him sure that this mysterious stranger was absolutely real. Her skin felt like silk - it

Nadir made her way to the portal leading to the surface, but unfortunately Samael stood in her way.- Hello, beautiful... Why are you in such a hurry?- he said, looking at her with his eyes that turned their color to one of the azure sky.- It's not your business.- Nadir hissed and, surprisingly, she said it with remarkable ease. As if his charm had no effect on her. Samael's face showed that he was also surprised by this fact, even frowned and looked her straight in the eye.- Maybe you should be more polite?- he said and a smile appeared on his face. Apparently Samael was trying to influence her senses with his charm, but Nadir didn't even flinch. She felt no chills, not even a hint of desire, as if Samael's charm was no longer working on her.- I don't have time to talk to you. And I'd be grateful if you stepped out of the way.- Nadir told him right in the face as brazenly as ever, which shocked her a little.- I can't let you go because you owe me someth

Samael was wandering around the Underworld, not really knowing what to do with himself. He was looking for Nadir because knew that only she could satisfy the desires that Lilith had awakened in him. No other succubus was so appealing, not even the new ones that had just been created. Besides, Samael was like that - if had already found a succubus desired to have, he became slightly obsessed and could not move on to the next one until took over what he had chosen. Therefore also now, if wanted Nadir, he had to get her, and only venting his lust would make Samael pay attention to another "victim". He did not understand how Nadir could resist him for so long, when most of the succubus were jumping into his bed almost right away, always out of their free will, and only for a few he had to do more to seduce them. Even for those ones, however, a glance, a word or a touch was enough, and they already were in his arms. Most succubus also considered it a kind of honor if Samael chose them as

The next day Nadir was awakened by the sun's rays again, and she still couldn't get used to it. It was eight in the morning, which meant Miguel had been in the office for an hour, but he had left a note for her on the kitchen table, and also a full breakfast. How kind of him that was. Nadir knew Miguel was a great man. Nadir wanted to repay him for it, but she also knew what would make him happy, and that was out of the question. She couldn't get any closer to him because it would weaken him too much. The kiss itself was dangerous, let alone something more than that. They could only hug each other or hold hands at most. The sad truth made her sigh. Nadir also wanted to be as close to Miguel as possible, to give him the love he so needed and surely deserved... But how could she do that without hurting him? Was there a way to do this? She would do anything to answer these questions someday.Finally Nadir broke her thoughts and started getting dressed, had breakfast, and went out