Well, just when I thought that things could not get any crazier, I seem to have been proven wrong. Not only has Michael told me the most absurd prophecy of them all, but the cunning man seems to have overpowered me while he caught me off guard with his very words.
Now, I am not expecting them to drag me off to Heaven. Though all I can say is wherever they drag me to that it ain’t going to be so pleasant. And it is this unpleasant that they next lead me through a big steel door.
The moment we step into what seems to be an abandoned warehouse, the first thing that attacks my senses is the smell of death in here. Something gives me the idea that I am not the first man that finds himself in here.
So with rather secure knots, they tie me to a chair…
And so it starts…
“Now excuse me,” I bravely start as the one Angel takes lead and smashes his Angel blade against my temple, making my head snap. It for sure has split open m
So I have managed to get my ass caught.I guess you might think you are the best, but someone will always be better than you. Well, in my own defense, I let my guard down.So it is with absolute amusement that I watch as these two fucking idiots try and take control of me."You two are an absolute joke," I laugh at how ridiculously stupid they are. "It's a wonder that you manage to even do this binding spell.”The woman that only has been looking on as the man repeatedly beat me only but burst out laughing.“Your dumb ass better hopes that I get not loose from here,” I continue to provoke him."Whom are you calling dumb ass," the man huffs as he waves his angel blade in my face."You with the dinky toy in your hand."He takes the grip and smashes it into my temple again, this time hitting me on the brow. I feel it tear into my flesh deep enough to feel the blood drip down my face."All you are doing is
As I flutter my eyes open, I am staring at a very familiar scene. It seems that Azron has come through and got my father to rip me from the clutches of Michael. I guess this means that I shall now have to go give an explanation of why I got myself caught.But first, I need to see Mirabelle.When I get in the room, she is not in bed, but I can hear the water of the shower running. As I shred my body from clothing, I give myself a once-off over in front of the tall mirror. With biceps that clench and flex, and abs that tighten with every move, I make my way over to the hot and steamy shower.And hot and steamy is my Mirabelle in nothing but her tiny red lace panties on.Oh, god, I love this blissful torture.So not waiting for one moment, her hands work their way around my body, feeling each crevasse, each line, along with my perfect physique. She presses her soft lips against my skin. Then she pulls me into the shower. I will let her be in control o
This is how the story goes…I was at the tender age of six when a certain Arch Angel was tasked with a duty, which is unknown, but this Angel was sent to earth and only had one service to perform. Though upon his stay, he encountered a woman whom he had fallen in love with. He did, at every cost, extended what he was meant to do to spend as much time with this woman as he could. This woman was believed to be a plain servant, had no knowledge at the time of whom this Angel truly was.Upon his return to Heaven, he did keep a watchful eye after her, but not to such an extent that his intrusion would become known. But he soon discovered after many and many weeks of watching her that she had, in fact, fallen with child. Now he knew from looking after her all these weeks that she was never with another man. He soon came to realize that this servent, this woman that he loved, was bearing his child.He then immediately returned to earth and gave her instructions
Who knew that my father’s determination to keep me from Mirabelle would be so strong. There is nothing that can drag the man away from his pet when he is having fun; well, I guess I have been proven wrong.It is with a scorching fury that he stand in the frame of the doorway with a voice so thunderous it can crack these very mirrors that have my love’s naked body on display.So with what can only be described as near close trembling, I slide my body away from Mirabelle. The moment that my feet hit the floor, I have my father right in front of me.“What did I just tell you about leaving this woman alone?”“Father, I was merely…”He stops me completely mid-sentence, for he knows the exact words that are to be flowing from my lips, “You were merely disobeying me. I told you, and perhaps I should have mentioned the consequences.”Well, I wish he did mention that before, for I know that my fa
…Mirabelle POV…I have just seen the most intense and terrifying thing I would probably ever come to see in my life. That is just a small addition to the craziness that my existence has been riddled with. I am still to come to terms that I am some bastard Angel child and that I am being held captive in a room in…yes…Hell.There is nothing in all my life of normalcy that could have ever prepared me for this. I do not think that I can even come up with such a tale from my imagination if I set my mind to it.And now, not only is Damien gone again, but he left me with words that I have not even told my husband for years.Does the Devil, Damien, does he truly love me?How does one even imagine how such a creature that should be of nightmares can feel such a strong feeling towards me? So now, where does this leave me, where does this leave us?The Devil is in love with a bastard Angel child?Do I even feel the sa
I am in the Cage in Hell.The walls are wet to the touch; they are covered with the blood of the humans that have been slaughtered inside here.The stench hits my senses; it burns my mouth just by the mere touch of smell that hits the tip of my tongue. I have never smelled something as horrid as this in my life. I choke on my own breath as I am knocked back with the terrifying smell of burnt flesh.Below, there is a pit filled with humans, some dead and ones very much alive. The ungodly Demons are pulling them one by one and devouring every part of their skin. I hear the ghastly sounds of so many that are feeding.There is a cackle that sends chills to my spine.It is pure chaos and horror.Not even I can get myself out of here. This is a death sentence in itself.I have disobeyed my father and I shall pay dearly.My body shudders to think what he has done to Mirabelle. I fear that I shall never see her again.What possessed me to go afte
…Mirabelle POV…To say that I have not hit a new depth of stupidity in these past few weeks would be a total understatement. From wanting to blow Damien’s brains out to actually blowing a hole through hell itself. That can easily be described as the most insane thing that any woman can set her mind to, regardless in which world it is that she finds herself.Now, should I want to try and find the most logical answer for doing any of them, I cannot come to one single one.What is my bond of Damien?Even more important…what is our destiny?Well, yes, there is that.The fact is that there is a destiny to be told for me and Damien. Why would I want to hurt the man?He loves me unconditionally regards. He has me here in his home, in the warmth of his arms and he is nursing his tears as he prays for me to return. He is not even begging for me to return to his side, he merely just cannot bear if I have to leave him, and this craz
…Mirabelle POV…I have surrendered my heart to you.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 your 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 have changed for 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.My feelings for you can move mountains.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 a great peace of mind within me. The level of love that I have for you grows higher and higher as the day goes
…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