Mirabelle has fallen back into darkness
I am holding her hand so tight that it is becoming numb and in the back of my head, I keep repeating the same words over and over again.I fucking love you!I fucking love you!With all my heart I do.I want you to know that I love you, ALL OF YOU, and I always will. I am committed to our you until death does us part. At times, in moments of deep frustration, I may have questioned otherwise, but that was my immature way of seeking love from you when I should have been looking for you to fill the void in my temporarily wandering heart.Beloved, I know I have hurt you countless times with my words and actions, and for all of them, I sincerely and humbly ask for your forgiveness. Since my heart was made to fit with your, I long for you even when my heart is broken, even when I feel so hurt by your actions or lack thereof that my heart feels frozen, I still long for you.I have pondered this many times, and I havWe all know that our time in whichever world we find ourselves in is limited and that eventually, all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet, it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark and thinking there is one more stair than there is.When someone you love dies, and you're not expecting it, you don't lose them all at once; you lose them in pieces over a long time, the way the mail stops coming, and their scent fades from the pillows and even from the clothes in the closet and drawers. Gradually, you accumulate the parts of them that are gone. Just when the day comes, when there's a particular missing part that overwhelms you with the feeling that they are gone, forever, there comes another day and another specifically missing part.This has made me realize once again how precious life is. It has made me realize that you can do everything in your own power to protect
Two feelings come to mind as the Doctor gently lays his hand on my shoulder. Strangely the very first to come to mind is love.Yet, then there is the place that is created for a great monster that can take hold of your heart and twist it in directions that the mind will be tormented at. This, my dear friend, is none other than fear.A good man once said, expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, the fear shrinks, and vanishes and you are free.There are two basic motivating forces: fear and love. When we are afraid, we pull back from life. When we are in love, we open to all that life has to offer with passion, excitement, and acceptance. We need to learn to love ourselves first, in all our glory and our imperfections. If we cannot love ourselves, we cannot fully open to our ability to love others or our potential to create.The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and
If my mind thought it was deceiving it, my eyes are telling me that I surely am not.Mirabelle has just opened those beautiful brown eyes and said one single word that brings all the joy in the world to me.So it is with a tiny jolt of energy back into my bones that I can barely stop myself from hugging her so tightly.“God, Mirabelle. You have no idea I am happy to see that sparkle in your eyes again.”She only but tries to chuckle, but the pain makes her body cringe as she cries out in agony. It breaks my heart and slices my soul, open, but the solace that she is awake is the only thing that matters.“Mirabelle…”She immediately interrupts me; under a strained breath, she starts to speak softly, “Damien, I owe you such a great apology; I did not know that your father would deceive me.”“Well, that makes two of us, my love.”She goes quiet for a brief moment, and I know what is playing in
…Mirabelle POV…There is a sudden burst of adrenaline that courses through my veins. In complete shock I watch has this bright light consumes every corner of my body. Although it is stinging to the eyes, it is soothing to my skin.It feels like I am being covered in thousands of little feathers. They are sending a prickle down my skin. But what is the most amazing of them all, is I can feel how every inch of that gaping hole close.Then as soon as it has appeared, it is gone, leaving a very shocked room present with Azron, Lilith and Damien staring at me in disbelief.So as I slowly sit up and take a look at my healed body, I can see both joy and concern written over Damien’s face. I need not even have to ask for I know what he is thinking. But he pushes that aside and that gorgeous smile returns to his face.He looks in the direction of Lilith and Azron, “Get out. And no word to nobody. Do you understand me? If you cannot keep your
It is as if it happens in absolute slow motion but yet even faster than a speeding bullet.The door to my room flings open.There is a rumble as one of my father’s Demon stands in the doorway with only but fury burning in his darkened eyes.In an absolute instant, he launches himself into the air and slams his fist deep into my chest. I stumble backward and fall over the chair behind me, falling with a loud thud on the floor. And just as I thought that it was merely an act of rage, he pulls me from the floor and smashes his fist square into my face. From the other side of the room, I can hear Mirabelle scream.I find myself being dragged by the collar by the Demon as he lifts me from the floor. Never once would have I ever imagine that one that I considered to be like my brother would have launched himself at me the way that ever did.He has now shown me and my beloved disrespect, and therefore he shall pay.And pay he shall. At his attempt to pul
…Mirabelle POV…As I step out into the doorway to the entrance of the room, there is a rather attractive redhead in noting but tight black leather in front of me. The moment she lays her eyes on Damien, her eyes grow wide with a smile that is too uncomfortable for my liking.Then as I look back at Damien, he only but mumbles for me not to move. By the look on his face, I can see that he knows who this woman is. And taking for the lust in her eyes, I have a fairly good idea that this is one of those ex-lovers that has come back from his past to haunt us.And haunting, she does as she does not take her eyes off Damien for a moment. She studies him so closely that it is driving a dagger into my heart, just knowing what has happened between them behind the closed doors that only he and I are now supposed to share.To say that I am not feverishly mad shall be an understatement. So I am going to assume that she has been scorned by him and that she has com
…Mirabelle POV…The deafening sound of someone crashing through the door has brought a sting to my ears. It has left the room with nothing but dead silence, with air so thick that it is near impossible to breathe.In mere seconds in front of us is a woman, who I am going to guess is another one of Damien’s conquers.Now, with her standing in the door, I take my stance; I look at her with only but a smirk on my face. "You are going to pay for that."I watch as she stands only but a few inches away from me, with hands by her side; I hear the most hideous laughter coming from her mouth. "Oh, what are you going to do?"Her eyes seem wild with fire; there is a fury and determination behind them as she starts to close that gap between us. She is going to ram me, and god, she is going to ram hard. But I only ground my feet and wait for him to attempt to make an impact. As she reaches to grab me, I hold her by the arms, and in one swift movement,
It is in anticipation that we all turn to Azron that has a look of utter fear written across a face that seems to have the blood of someone smeared all over his face.Now, if that alone does not scare every single being in the room, then what he says next does terrify every bone in my body."They are everywhere," Azron stutters as he tries to express what the situation is.And as his words set that terror in me, I look at him with concern on a very troubled face, “The rest?""They are trying to hold them off, but we are fast losing the battle. You need to come immediately."With absolute haste; while racing down, from under a strained breath, I turn to Azron, "Please tell me that it is only Demons?"Azron only but cocks his head and grows a very worrying smile on his face, "I am afraid they are, and they are beyond a strength that I have seen."Well, that is just absolutely what we need. Mirabelle is already exhausted from her battle; I doubt
…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