Ever had a moment where you blink and suddenly realize the world isn't black and white but filled with nuances?
Demons are evil, but Lucy wasn't rotten.
Witches are supposed to be good, but my grandmother is far from innocent.
I lift my gaze to glare at my grandmother. There isn't a sound, not a whimper coming out of my lips. She doesn't deserve to see my tears. Instead, I show her a frozen expression I've reserved only for her—murdering my mate was the last straw. We are officially waging emotional wars against each other.
"You didn't have to kill him." I'm flickering my eyelashes to get rid of the tears. Where there is supposed to be a heartache now only lives resentment and burning anger.
My grandmother lifts her chin, nose in the air. "He was a demon, Raven—he needed to be exorcised." Her eyes land on the burnt spot on the ground. "Sadly, we lack the power to kill a demon. Lucifer isn't dead."
Hope, tiny although brilliant flash to
Today I'm in the library, skipping class and reading a book about what I think my second ability is called—psychometry. It's a form of extrasensory perception. The person with this ability feels an object, and bang, they can see the history of that item. When I touched that tree, I saw a girl dying, witnessed her last breathing moments. But while I would like to call my ability psychometry, I think my ability goes deeper than that. I saw Lucy in my dreams before I met him or touched anything that belonged to him, so maybe I don't need to make contact with something? I might be naturally psychic but unable to control it. "Hey." Blake takes a seat by my table. His eyelids are swollen, and his expression screams grief. I'm guessing he has been informed about Harriet's death. It would explain the signs of exhaustion on his face. He is wearing a black hoodie, with his eyes so swollen that I can barely make out their color. The surrounding air scree
I've been holding Harriet's hairbrush for an hour, passing it from one hand to the other, with no luck. Blake is reading an old newspaper we found about missing students. It seems people have been disappearing from our school for years.Blake points his finger at an article. "Listen to this: a Fae girl named Hannah was found dead in the lake. Her body was rotten, but otherwise, there were no signs of any weapon having been used. The teachers think she drowned."I nod. "The date?""She died in December 1993. I believe she was the first victim, and I doubt a Fae would drown. They don't enjoy swimming, to begin with, or at least Daisy hates it.""I see." I'm dragging a finger over my lips, finally having put down the hairbrush since it's not giving me any clues. "Lucy said that demons don't need to suck souls, but that a person can turn into a demon by eating souls. It's part of the process.""So we are dealing with someone wanting to become a demon?"
LucyA few days ago, I woke up without most of my memories. Luckily, I'm street smart—I know I've been in another realm before I woke up sweaty and confused in the darkest pit of hell. There is a blue mark on my neck to prove it, and the fragments I keep seeing of a woman's moving lips are another clue.The problem is, the only way to see this woman is to get smacked in the head, literally. So these days, my most fantastic hobby is fighting in the ring against other demons. The area with its lava and loud, cheering audience has become my home."Aaaand the next fighter is... LUCIFER!"The crowd goes wild as I step into the ring, drying my lips with the back of my hand. I have yet to see who my opponent will be, but I feel it won't matter—I can beat them."And his opponent will be... LAMIA!"I look at my opponent, aware of the crowd cheering louder for her than they did for me. She is a gigantic snake woman, one who smirks at me in
Lucy After the worst rollercoaster ride of my entire life, I shake my head and blink life into my eyes. I'm no longer in hell, which wouldn't be a problem—if things were not so huge in the realm of the living! Blue lights and glowing, enormous mushrooms surround me, and I chirp. Wait. Chirp? Slowly, I stare down at my hands, only to realize I don't have any! I have tiny claws, and I chirp in panic—fuck, I'm a dragon, but I'm a baby! How am I supposed to survive like this?! Desperately, I try to take another form, only to realize I possess no demonic powers. Beelzebub took them, so the only thing I can do is rest and regain them by training, battling, and eating. But how am I supposed to do any of that in this state!? I'm bird food right now, not more significant than a kitten! Cautiously, I search around, taking in my surroundings. Everything is glowing, enchanted by magic. Whales with wings instead of fins are singing
RavenI'm devastated. We have read every single article about people disappearing from our school, and not a single one has given us new information about my mother's disappearance.Hayden vaguely remembers my mother has worked as a teacher here, but he doesn't know what happened to her. The memory is blurry, making us believe someone has meddled with his and other students' minds—Blake can't recall her either.Therefore, we are now reading about what it takes to create a demon. Blake snuck into the prefect section of books with Daisy's key. He fetched every forbidden spellbook and found pretty creepy stuff. Now, the entire library floor is filled with books. And we are flipping through the pages of the one about demons."Here it is," Hayden places the large, brown book onto the table, blowing dust from the opened page. He then points at the text. "Ninety-nine souls of young women are needed for the sacrifice ritual to summon the soul of a corrupted
Lucy As a demon, I don't dream often. Emotions are a blessing I've been given, and now, as I blink life into my eyes, I realize that I've been granted the experience of lucid dreaming. It seems I can't control what is happening or change from my insignificant dragon form. I'm rushing in darkness, darting between giant, ghostly trees. My mind is scattered and hunting for something in the unknown, and I don't stop until I pick up a voice. "Is this a vision?" A woman asks. "Another weird dream?" I produce a squeak, already overwhelmed by the voice of my mate. The woman I've been searching for is here! Soundlessly, I crawl under a bush, spying at a woman sitting by a lake surrounded by willow trees. Her dark, shining hair is cascading down her back in waves. A noble dress is flowing around her delicate, short body, and my chest aches with painful shyness. My mate—she is so beautiful while I'm this minor baby dragon. I'm not worthy of her!
RavenI wake up crying, but not because I'm sad—I'm brimming with hope! The most beautiful dream came to me at night. I met Lucy again! Heat and passion came off him in waves. My feet swayed when I saw him, and the mate-bond set fire to the rain. Lucy is alive! He was a baby dragon, weakened and unable to speak telepathically, but I felt the mate-bond."I have to tell Blake and Hayden!" I shout.In a rush, I climb from my bed and pull on my jeans. I'm struggling with my zipper, but in the end, I leave it open. There are more critical things than caring about flashing your panties through a tiny hole!As I speed past the mirror, I can tell my hair looks like a bird's nest, but fuck it—ain't none got time to wait for a snail!I run out through the door like a lunatic, screaming and waving my hands up in the air. Luckily for me, people seem to stay clear of the village idiot, and I round the corner without anyone bumping into me."N
I'm panting, huffing, as I glare at the last werewolf who dared to attack me. It scrambles away in fright, and I blow out some steam through my nose. Hayden is fighting an entire group of wolves, and I glance to my left, blood draining from my face when I spot Alina.The beautiful Fae is stepping onto the field, glimpsing around with a thoughtful expression. When she spots her injured mate, that peaceful elegance she carries everywhere gets replaced with rage. Her eyes widen, and I stop breathing when she finds me."What is happening?" Alina asks. Her voice is lashed with inner rage, and her eyes turn cold. "Raven, why are you fighting for the vampire's cause?"I freeze. "What do you mean?"Her eyes narrow, lips parting. "The vampires are blaming the Fae for Hayley's death, but we are innocent! You shouldn't take their side! I thought we were friends!""We are friends!" I shout at her, try to calm her down. "But Hayden is my friend too! We don't ha
Finale Lucy The day Raven died, I lost a part of myself. My heart shattered to pieces seeing her turn into ashes, and when the wind took her away from me, I learned the true meaning of grief. There wasn't a piece left of Raven to bury, and neither was there a piece of her to save, no clothes or necklace. Raven's grandmother kept her things, which in my opinion, she didn't deserve, considering the way she treated her granddaughter at the end, but who listens to a demon? The school agreed her grandmother could take everything, while I was left with only the memory of my fantastic mate. Life is unfair. "Earth to Lucy—aren't you going to join us for a toast?" I turn around, smiling faintly at Blake. The guy is like a fine wine, only turning more handsome as he grows older. Eighteen years have passed since Raven sacrificed herself, but Blake doesn't look old. My lips form a pout. I wish I had gotten to see Raven grow older.
Raven Lilith is circling me like a vulture. "Do you consider yourself strong enough to take on a demon?" I narrow my eyes, focusing on her glowing hands. Her dark magic is oozing in the air and making my skin crawl. Lucy and I trained before we arrived, but I doubt I can defeat Lilith. Still, I got to try since there isn't a knight in shining armor to save me. I gather energy, making fire take over my hands as I follow the amused demon with wary eyes. "I've never tried fighting one before." "Well," Lilith smiles. "You better win this battle, Raven, or I will cast darkness upon this entire world. Demons will reign, and humans will be our slaves. But don't worry—I send you a postcard after I've killed you." I glare at the demon. "You talk too much." "Oh, excuse me—I didn't realize you were waiting for the fucking party to begin!" Lilith laughs and lunges at me. Her nails are long, and I try to step out of the way not to b
RavenLightning is crackling along my skin, zapping and engulfing my entire arm before I aim the gathered energy at the shadows approaching us. One of them looks like a giant fly—Beelzebub, and the other, animalistic one with three heads, must be Asmodeus.My eyes narrow. I've never seen Asmodeus in his proper form, but my bond with Lucy is so strong I somehow know it's him without even asking to confirm my suspicions.Asmodeus is horrendous, a creature with the middle face of an older man and a cow and sheep as the two others. His body is a lion, with multiple limbs of different creatures that don't seem to belong. I repress a shudder, disgusted by him.'It seems more people are coming over to play,' Lucy comments before his scales light up in red. 'Perhaps it's time to take my proper form for this fight. I need my A-game.'"You mean you're not at your strongest in the dragon one?" I ask, gasping in disbelief. "This is the battle of our life
Raven Lucy cries the moment the shark-like creature opens its jaw to dig its sharp teeth into his scales. Flying becomes challenging for the dragon, and we are all knocked off his back. "No-no-no!" I scream. "I don't know how to fly!" Hayden snorts a laugh. "Then you better learn!" "Stop joking and help me instead!" I yell at the smug bastard, who doesn't look bothered by the situation. His blonde hair is fanning around his head, and his expression is calm. "Well, if you insist." In the corner of my eye, I see Blake shape-shift into a wolf to land on his paws while Hayden grabs me. I'm pulled to his chest, but I'm done content yet. I glare at the vampire accusingly, causing Hayden to roll his eyes. "What a warm welcome..." Hayden mutters as we land on tall grass. I slip down his chest and turn around to witness Lucy screech at the monster whale. They are dwarfing the trees. "Where did that monster even come from?" I ask
Raven The clouds are grey and ominous underneath us. Lucy is in his dragon form, flying above them while our entire group is on his back, freezing in the harsh weather. Hayden is shuddering behind me, and I peek over my shoulder, smiling faintly at Blake's concerned expression. He is sitting behind the vampire, taller and broader, without a sign of suffering in the cold. I've heard werewolves are always warm, but it might be a rumor. Without meeting my eyes, Blake grumbles. "I didn't think vampires could freeze, and here you are, shivering like crazy." Blake glances down at Hayden, who pauses at his words. Hayden's arms are crossed over his chest, hands resting on his shoulders as he absorbs the other man. Shock is visible over his features like he never expected the grumpy werewolf to care about him. "I was born as a vampire, not one of those who turned—it is a tremendous difference. My heart is beating, there is blood pumping in my veins, an
RavenI've spent two days trying to conjure ice. Lucy is an outstanding teacher, but we are running out of time. Perhaps I was never destined to control the element of water? Whatever. The four of us are heading for the Fae castle, the place where Daisy lives with her dying human mother, and we plan to stop her from summoning Lilith while the war is waging."I'm so sore," Hayden complains, leaning his head against Blake's shoulder.I glance up at the two, expecting Blake to move his arm, but to my surprise, he stays in place. A smile tugs at my lips. Hayden might not be Blake's mate chosen by the moon goddess, yet the two of them have gotten rather cozy after their training sessions."I can't believe you're the one complaining after throwing me around like I'm a rag doll—vampires are crazy strong.""I'm not any vampire," Hayden peers up at Blake with a confident smile playing over his lips. "I happen to be their charming prince."My in
Lucy I'm calmly drinking my tea while sitting on a cliff outside the cave, listening to the kids plan our next move. Raven told the others about Daisy. I trust her friends to help her end the mad killing, but it worries me that the demons might side with the Fae. Beelzebub always had a thing for Lilith, and I'm one hundred percent sure the old, mischievous demon will join forces with her. Beelzebub has missed his crush since her disappearance. Lilith's soul has been floating aimlessly around in the underworld, not materializing since an angel exterminated her. Gabriel, my angel brother, was the one who punished and defeated Lilith after finding out she had escaped from hell. And while Gabriel would most definitely help us defeat the crazy demon again, I don't think he is around anymore. My eyes fall upon the green canopies, still wet from the rain, and then I glance to my right when Jenna takes a seat next to mine. Her mate is standing in the
RavenMy lips are quivering with words unsaid as memories of the past swarm through my brain. I see my mother making coffee, smiling before I pack my lunch for school. She always sat at our table, ready with breakfast, and now I understand why she was never in a hurry—all she needed was for me to leave so she could open up a portal.Julia, my mother, worked at the Magic Academy, and the vision clearly showed that Daisy is eviler than I initially thought. The girl is an evil mastermind, and I never knew!"I knew my mother was a teacher, but-..." Tears are gathering in my eyes at the same time that the anger curls its iron grip around me. "You mean to tell me Daisy is behind my mother's death?"Every fiber of my being wants to scream at Daisy, ask what the hell her problem is, but oddly enough, I don't wish to kill her. She needs to be locked up and stopped. The Fae woman is dangerous, yet I don't think death is the answer. I've learned that karma is
RavenThe cave is cold, and the wind travels through it, making me shudder as I follow Lucy deeper inside. A fire sitting in his palm casts our shadows on the wall, but I can only focus on Lucy. My eyes are glued to his broad back, and if my heart had a face, it would be smiling. I'm thrilled to be reunited and alone with my mate."You're not too cold, are you?" Lucy peers over his shoulder, offering me a kind smile that makes me feel special. I haven't seen him use it around anyone else."I'm fine." The universe must work against me because I sneeze right after my claim. Lucy's lips climb the left side of his face, forming an amused smirk."Come over here," He says, holding out his hands. "And take my hands."Confused, I place my palms over his larger ones. Electricity courses between us, and I lift my chin, ready to swoon over the affection radiant in his eyes. My heart is pounding so fast."Is there a reason behind this?" I ask, smiling a