Remember, love will always outnumber, overshadow and overcome. Against all odds and despite all obstacles, we are going to make it.
I love Mirabelle. And love will outnumber, overshadow and overcome all obstacles and odds that are thrown in our way.She is the love of my life. And there is no other place I would rather be.Thinking of her brings me warmth, it fills me up and threatens to consume me in every possible way. I would simply die if I could not be with her."Can I kiss you?""You are so polite in asking.""I cannot go…"I place my fingers against his soft lips and wrap his face in my hands. I pull his face closer until there is nothing but a mere breath between our lips. Then I softly whisper. "I thought you would never ask."When this evening started, not once did I thought that I would meet this captivating woman. She swept me off my feet the moment that her gorgeous body bumped into mine. If I did not seek being lonely, theMirabelle...I just want to let you know that you are the love of my life. You are the reason I am glowing because the kind of happiness that you always give me is indescribable. Our love is here to stay. You are the part of me that was missing and I am glad I met you. Since I met you, my life has changed for the better and you have not given me a reason to doubt my love for you for a second. I love you and I love everything about you. You have melted my heart, colonized it that all I now think about is you. I want to let you know that I have fully surrendered my heart to you and I know that you will never make me regret doing so.I have chosen you as my forever love and I know why I have taken that decision. Ever since you entered my life, I have been experiencing great peace of mind within me. The level of love that I have for you grows higher and higher as the day goes by. You are such a wonderful person that I wish to always have by my side each and every passing day. Thanks
…Mirabelle POV… The Devil has caught me off guard for a mere moment while Damien was not around. Yet, that is not the biggest of my concerns What does scare me beyond is where he has taken me… I am in some small room in the furthest corners of Hell. It has been twelve hours, fifteen minutes, and twenty seconds since he has taken me away from Damien. Now to worsen the agony that I am going through, I am surrounded by more Demons than I would like to be. So as they all huddle around outside, I grab a little notepad and pen lying on the table. Part of me is hoping that Damien will know where to find me, and if the Devil has to move me, I need to leave him a clue; even the smallest of breadcrumb would make the difference. So as I glance over my shoulder at the Demons outside the door, I sigh in relief and continue to scribble on the piece of paper in hopes that Damien will find it. "My beloved. I am somewhere in a room in Hell. By
…Mirabelle POV…"My beloved, it has been three weeks, six days, and nineteen hours since I have vanished.Your father has taken me from one room to the next in a seemingly endless attempt to keep me away from you. At least, that is what he thinks. He had news from one of these soldiers of his that you had in fact slaughtered one of them in the attempt to get answers. This means, my beloved, you are looking for me and that you are getting close.It hit me with the greatest of joy that my breadcrumbs, my trail I left for you, was not all for nothing. I have feared so many times that I would just drop off the face of Hell and would spend the rest of eternity going to every corner of every room until I died from a broken heart. Personally, I don't care how I go as long as you are with me.You might think that one’s memories will stay forever, they say, yet my memory seems to fade even more every day. The thing that is slipping me the most is the b
…Mirabelle POV…It seems that my eyes might be deceiving me once again, for I could have sworn that I did see Damien. So without having to even reconsider, I stand from the bed and head in the direction of the door, but even before I get two steps away, the Demon that has been tasked to watch over me calls for me to come back."Now, where do you think you are going?""I am stretching my legs. My legs are feeling uncomfortably stiff from sitting here. Now, do you mind?"I watch him with intent as he decides if she should take the risk and allow me to walk around. "Fair well, but don't let me regret it," he says as he gives in; I secretly smile to myself at the small victory that I have won.I immediately, but not showing much haste, move into the direction of the door where I believe that I have caught a glimpse of Damien. But I do not see this him anymore; he has disappeared. Was it just an image of my lonely mind? Once again, I feel defeated,
I have been waiting for this moment for far too long, and the pleasure it is bringing to my very bones is near that of sexual satisfaction. Not truly, but there is nothing so satisfying as the dumbfounded expression on the Demon's face.But before he can speak, I watch as Azron drives a silver blade through his chest, but not before I cock my head and give him a satisfied smirk on my face"Oh, my dear friend, you should know never to let your guard down.""You, you," he stutters as he feels the blade pierce into his skin, "You will pay for this.""Now, do you really want to come back for revenge? Please let us save ourselves the miserable chase and grand build-up, for I shall get mine first.""But, you,""But?"As the final inch slips deep into his chest, I turn and try to find Mirabelle.But there is no sight of her.I did see her; she is here, she has to be; my heart cannot take this dreadful trip back home if she is not there next to m
Incoming.I watch as if in an instant, Mirabelle is struck down. His body snaps back as the blade hits her into the chest. In mere than seconds, her body drops lifeless down to the floor.I abandon any attempt to stand my ground against my father and rush to her side.I immediately abort my side and hunch my way over to her, where she has fallen into the line of sight. I pull her back to the side and try to assess the extent of her wounds. But there is so much damn blood that it is truly impossible to see.But the most frightening thing is that her eyes are closed, and she does not seem to move. I shake her frantically to get any reaction out of her but to no avail. She is lying completely unresponsive. As I stick my hand underneath her shirt to feel where the impact of the blade has taken her, I get to a large mass of blood by her stomach."Fuck!"I start furiously shaking her, "Mirabelle, wake the fuck up! Mirabelle!"Yet, there is still no respo
Fear…That is what I feel as Lilith leaves me alone with Mirabelle; she leaves us in silence, well not complete, for I can hear Mirabelle wheezing. And as I apply more pressure to her wound, there is a soft growl from deep in her throat.She has awakened but is in the most agonizing pain.As I remove the bloody towels, the instant that I do it, the blood comes gushing from it. Leaving her side for only but a brief minute, I rush off to the bathroom to get more clean towels.But the moment I step back inside, I can hear her in curling pain as she tries to move her body. “Mirabelle, please lay still.”I press more towels against her gaping wound that seems to be growing wider the more pressure I am applying onto it. God, if that is even possible.As twenty minutes approach, I check on her wound once again. There is no fucking way that this girl is going to survive this. Yet, I push forward and call for Azron to grab me another set of cl
What do they say when someone else’s life flashes in front of your eyes?Well, I don’t know, but I can tell you that it feels like you are dropping into an abyss that is filled with hot lava. You are being burned alive in pure agony.Mirabelle has just crashed…It is in pure horror that I watch as this Demon Doctor is literally standing knees over her body and bashing at her chest to get that already weak heart to pump life into her once again.Well…He is not doing it fast enough for me…It takes me one leap, and I push his body off Mirabelle. As he tumbles to the floor, I pin her between my legs, and BANG…I smash my hands into her chest and start chest compression.One…to…thirty…One…two breaths…Nothing…I do it again…I smash her chest as hard as these fists won't hurt those delicate ribs, and I keep on pumping and breathing, pumpi
…Mirabelle POV…Damien is absolutely sinful and as I lay here next to him, I see that beautiful smile on his face that I have grown to love."Damien, I would say good morning, but we do not sleep. And if we could sleep, then I would say we did not sleep.""Why on earth, my beloved?""Because you cannot keep your hands to yourself.""I am only showing you love, my beloved. The love of a Devil.""I am tending more to lust."He runs his hands up my body. He runs his soft lips over my skin."What do you say, I show you how more love this Devil has?"Damien grips me by the hips and crushes my body into him.He lets my body fall back into the sheets; every square inch of my body dissolves into his. He leans over me and centers me on the bed before he settles on top of me. I feel him, all of him, pressed against me; I feel his erection throbbing against my thighs, his warm breath lingering on my skin.He feels amazing.
As I stand and admire her beauty where she is standing in front of the tall mirror of the wall, all I can think of his touch those deep cherry lips of hers. But I can see that she is torn between what choice to make, so I stand to go to her; I am such a danger to be around right now, I do not even think that I should make such a bold step.Here is this girl, she has taken away all my senses; she has come and brought me so much pleasure. But now, once again, she has become the forbidden fruit which I can not taste. I know that wanting her should be so wrong, but right now, wrong surely feels so good."My beloved, I am truly sorry. If I knew that this would happen, then I would never have taken you there. Do I even dare to say that this was meant to happen?"I see her smile, but her eyes are filled with disappointment. What have I done wrong? Is it something I perhaps said? She steps a slight bit forward and gently reaches out to touch my hand. A million sensations shoc
Life does not flash in front of your face when you stand death within the eye; it is, in fact, all just pure horror. Who has the time to think about the things you have done and should have done in return when you are staring your end into the face?Now the last thing I was to stare into the face now is the man that betrayed me and let us not forget the man that started this all. Which one do I wish to punch first?"Dagon, why? Why have you gone this far?""It is obvious, Damien, for love.""My dear man, you have the wrong impression of what love is and even more skewed the way you find yourself to keep it.""You have been nothing but trouble since Mirabelle set foot in your life. You have put so many of our kind in danger, and let us not forget about the most important...""Lilith? Well, I have known my sister for her entire Demon life, and this is the very last way she wishes one to express it to her."While I am saying this, the deep sadness, bu
It is said that if you follow a plan step by step that it should not fail, so why do we find ourselves facing an empty void of nothing? If this man is casting these spells in the order that it should be done, then there should be a rip in reality, a tear from which bright light should come. But instead, we are standing at the entrance of the crypt, where many of the elder Demons have come to their final resting place. Perhaps he just finds himself to be slow, or he is having trouble in performing the spell as they do become more difficult the stronger they become.So while we patiently wait for something that is best to not happen at all, I dial Azron to find out how things are at his end."My dear Azron, any sign of unrest with Connor and his pack?""Damien, they do not seem to be here.""Like taken or just gone?""That I cannot tell you, but something does seem odd."This news does bother me somewhat, for Connor would not leave his home unless if by s
Every man's life lies within the present, for the past is spent and done with, and the future is uncertain. Even though the future is uncertain, you should choose to embrace the unknown and have faith that everything is going to be okay. This may not be tonight, tomorrow, or the next day, but everything is going to be okay.I, myself, am a strong person, but every now and then, I need someone to hold my hand and tell me that everything shall be all right. But if all of those around you are wanting for you to be that person to them, you need to be the one that rises through the storm, forget about your own fears, do not wonder, do not imagine, and most of all, do not obsess about the things that make you feel uncertain. Breathe and believe that everything shall be fine in the end; if it is not, that only means that it is not yet the end.The question begs, do I tell the truth and tell them what it is that they need to hear, or do I tell them what I feel I want them to hear.
They say that life is made up by a series of defining moments; it shall define who you are and whom you shall become. I do believe that the way we shall overcome the Book of Spells shall define the legacy of the Demon. Now, this will never be one that we shall outlive, but it shall be the one that we shall gain the respect of other mythical creatures in this realm and even beyond what the eyes can see.Now, why should such a feat be tasked to a Demon, for the simple fact that we are the superior race. There are the ones that compare in strength, but they are only but set to reap destruction between themselves. But then you find a human that wishes to harness the power of something he truly does not understand. Even worse now, he wishes to speed up the pace at which the Seven Spells should be cast; this is a recipe for disaster that is about to unfold rapidly.So I am not sure if it is with pure luck or plain stupidity that we find ourselves standing next to a cemetery. I w
I have a very worried Mirabelle staring at me; now I know what the poor girl is thinking; she is wondering what does 'cleansing of the mortals' means. Well it means, the strongest shall survive, for the darkness shall unleash every creature that nightmares are made of. And these creatures prey on the lives of mortals; they range from taking their souls to ripping the very thing that beats which keeps them alive. These creatures shall eliminate those who are too weak to be part of the perfect mortal race.So it is with pure panicked horror that Mirabelle asks the question that I am sure even the Demon Hunter, Zachariah, knows the answer to."Do I even dare to ask what the other spells are?""My beloved, there shall be a spell that will, if you wish to say, cleanse immortals too. Now, if he follows the book to perfect detail, the next shall be to cleanse the very creatures that have just cleansed the mortals for him."And when you say him, you say you know exactly
After what seemed like the longest hour of my immortal life, we make our way back home to regroup and plan our way forward.It is a concerned Lilith that stops me before I enter my room, "Do you fear the holder of the vase shall come after us?""I believe that nobody is safe. No mythical creature and no human also. We shall be leaving in the next half an hour."With that, Lilith makes her exit; to say that Azron and I am not relieved would be a lie. But this shall be a shortlived for we do need to make our departure. I do believe that we are being optimistic walking into this with only three Demons, the Devil and his beloved. The question begs, to return my father to his form once again, the holder of the vase requires to master the Book of Spells, has this man managed to require she skill to do so? This I am afraid I do not know, for we have not seen any unexplainable phenomenon.So after gathering as much courage that four trembling Demons can, we step outside
There is a sound of absolute terror that fills the forest as chaos erupts before my very eyes. It is hard to see under the struggle that is a bundle in a ball of tumbling bodies if my beloved is still moving. As I watch one Ripper by one get pulled off from her lifeless body, it is pure agony that shoots through my body. It is with absolute impatience that I wait to be untied. The minute my hands are free, I leap to her in an instant. While I kneel next to her, I watch as the Rippers get ripped themselves. Well, I guess it is true that every dog has its day; in this case, a Ripper has gotten what he had coming.So as I shake my beloved, I need to find the urge not to cry in front of all that is present. I know that she is okay; it is only the terror that has her beyond scared."My beloved, they are all gone."Very bewildered, she opens her eyes; her voice is a soft whisper underneath her shivering lips."Damien, what happened?"From behind me, a very dear fr