Half asleep, I rolled to my left to cuddle with my incubus. Instead of his ripped, warm body, my hands landed on the cold sheets. My fingers searched for him around my bed but couldn’t find him.“Desmond,” I called for him in my morning woolly voice.Still, no response came.Once I opened my eyes, I found the space next to me empty and unwrinkled. There wasn't a trace of anyone having laid on the sheet. “Where did he go?” I yawned and covered my gaping mouth.The needles on the clock gave me a reality check. It was noon. I had slept all morning! My silly self was expecting an early morning hour.“Oh no, Mom!” What kind of daughter was I who had left her fresh out of a coma mother to care for herself?!After putting on a long, baggy tee shirt, I rushed downstairs without touching anything else.It was hard to believe what I saw downstairs. Mom was cooking in the kitchen all alone.“What are you doing, Mom?” I snatched the spoon from her hands. “I know I am a terrible daughter for slee
Fear and dread are small words to describe my emotions. A lump of painful anxiety was stuck in my throat. Eventually, my tightened chest muscles would give out, bearing one astonishing news after the other.My stomach turned. I am not sure which of the following disturbed me the most:I shared a few nights of passion with an imposter, possibly a demon.Or, the man who had protected me and I had begun to grow fond of was a malignant spirit.“Cass, are you okay?” Becky touched my arm.“Yes, of course,” I lied through my teeth. “What were you saying about your great aunt, Elaine?”“Madame Meredith Long is one of the oldest white witches alive. She is the only one I know capable of detecting an imposter correctly. If Desmond is an incubus with some special ability, then she is the only one who can confirm,” Elaine answered.“Is she still practicing at eighty? She must not be able to travel a lot, so when can we leave to meet her? Or perhaps we can call her?”Elaine pursed her lips. “She l
“Ouch!” Desmond wiped his face with a sleeve. The holy water was all over his face and shirt. While my aim had not failed me in that chaotic situation, it was a disappointment at carnivals and bowling. “Aha! It hurts, doesn’t it?” I pointed my finger at him. “Yes, Cassidy, it hurts.” Desmond’s tone was a bit aggressive. Swallowing my saliva, I carefully slid back in my seat until my back hit the door. My fingers gripped the car door handle, preparing myself to flee if things got out of hand after my next question. “Desmond, holy water only burns malignant spirits. Then how come you are affected by it?” Desmond’s pupils fixed on me. Under the sunlight, his iris’ looked almost golden. However, that time, instead of hypnotic seduction, they were burning with anger for me. That was my cue to execute my escape plan. I pulled on the car door to get the heck out of there, but it wouldn’t open. No matter how many times I tried, it wouldn’t budge. “Why are you doing this to me?” My voice
To be sure, I unrolled the scroll to check its contents. It was the real deal.Becky stopped the car. “Cass, have you been pranking me, or did our little begging session work?”“It wasn’t in my purse before. Desmond must have put it in here,” I replied. The scroll felt unreal in my hands. Why would he give it back if he were guilty of being an imposter? There was more mystery surrounding Desmond than my aunt. At least I knew she was evil, whereas my incubus’ motives remained unclear. He was like a puzzle that I was working on solving by putting together each new piece I found. Only the complete picture could tell what he was. Madame Meredith Long was my only hope to speed up the process. I rolled the contract and put it in my purse, hoping it wouldn’t magically disappear.“My idea was foolproof. I am not surprised it worked,” said Becky.“Why would he steal it and put it back? Someone afraid of having their secret out would never do that.” I said.“Maybe he wants you to find out, o
Oh no, I had brutally insulted Madame Meredith Long within ten seconds of our first meeting.“Cassidy. What are you saying?” Elaine rebuked me. “Pardon her language, Madame Long. She is unfamiliar with the rich culture of our people. Your markings are a symbol of power. She must have mistaken it for evil.”“Yes. Madame. Forgive me for my ignorance. Your markings are a work of art. They are exquisite. The blood and other related stuff drove my mind off the edge, not you,” I said.To my defense, her eyes lacked iris’ and pupils a minute ago. The hunchback might be a birth defect, but her cultural markings resembled the insane body modifications one would see on social media. What regular person wouldn’t be scared when a witch presented herself in such a way?Madame chortled. “These weaklings, or humans, whatever you modern witches call them nowadays, never fail to entertain me.”“Uh, I didn’t know you find her comment amusing,” said Elaine.“I pulled a trick on her by making my eyes all
I was panic-stricken by the sharp points of the two daggers so close to me. It was a miracle their shiny, reflective metal was in the air and not inside me. One was aimed right at my face. I could have lost an eye if the attack hadn't halted midair. The gravity-defying weapons dropped to the ground before my eyes. Had that deranged hag come to her senses? Or was it Desmond who had saved me from irreversible damage?Madame Long’s hysterical laughter filled the room. “It has entered the hut. Quickly guard the door. No one must come inside while I force it into the fire.”The door was triple-bolted, and her men stood before it with military-like posture."Did you just try to kill me? One of your daggers could have taken out my eye!" I tried to slip my hands out of the shackles, but it only caused more pain. “Little duckling. It was all part of my controlled plan. Due to your bravery in taking daggers at yourself, he has made the mistake of entering the hut out of emotion.” Her face glea
The desert winds were howling. I watched them gracefully carry sand from one place to another under the luminous glow of a striking full moon. It wasn’t the only thing that had my attention. My eyes were oscillating between the golden sandy lands and Madame Long’s hut.Elaine and I were to stay at her friend’s hut while Madame Long was crashing with someone else. As I couldn’t catch a mere second’s worth of shut-eye, I had just exited the hut to arrange my thoughts and make sense of the day’s events.Madame Long’s words about Desmond being protective of me were stuck in my head like a song. He cared for me regardless of my awful behavior. By now, he had saved me multiple times. Protecting me from Madame Long wasn’t even part of our contract. Why was Desmond going out of his way to take care of me?There was something more meaningful than just a contract between us. Unrecognizable and unnamed feelings were playing a game with our minds and hearts.An apology was in order before we could
Sex on the sand? Desmond’s naughty ideas made me nervous and excited at the same time.“Wouldn’t our clothes get sandy?” I asked.He looked at me questionably. “What clothes? Only our bare bodies shall touch the sand.”Excitement surged through my body at the thought of being naked with him. I bit my lip, looking at the campfire. “Sand would get everywhere. Can we at least do it on a blanket?”“Yes, anything for you.”The moment he answered, I gaped in utter stupefaction. A red carpet appeared close to the fire. How could something come into existence out of thin air? “Oh my god. How did it get there?!”Desmond grabbed my chin, making me face him, but I turned to the phantom carpet. It didn’t look like an illusion. “Look at me.” He seized my face using more strength. “Only look at me tonight, Cassidy.”“Alright. So, you can make things appear with magic?” It was hard to talk as my cheeks felt like inflated balloons with his fingers digging into them. He remained silent and removed
Two months had gone by since the war at Voocrod. With Jane and Benedict out of our lives, things were back to normal, mostly. The loss of our father was irrevocable, but we were grateful to have each other. Mom’s emotions had gotten under control, and she was slowly returning to her old self. Desmond was now her favorite person in the world. She could barely have a family dinner without him. It made me so happy to see their unique bond.Mia was doing well, too. Her scars had healed, and she had met a wonderful guy a month ago. Things were going pretty well. Her new boyfriend, Jack, had become Mom’s second favorite, so we expected a lot from that relationship.Derrick’s life had changed drastically as well. He now believed in magic and demons and supported my relationship with Desmond. What shocked us the most was when he and Becky announced they were officially dating. Good for Becky! She was a sweetheart who had always done so much to help me and my family. I couldn’t wait to have h
“Help, help!” I threw my fists at the window panically. In the building’s empty parking lot, there was no one to hear my distress-filled screams. I tried the door handle again, but it wouldn’t budge.Benedict’s demons had me cornered. Nothing was off limits for them. The fact that Alistair was on the enemy’s side was a greater shock than finding Desmond’s truth. I believed Xolmon because he acted so normal. I should have known better. Why did I agree to meet him, knowing very well that demons could look and behave normally?“Save the screaming for when we torture you, girl,” Hepzibah, the demoness, taunted. Her sharp claws gripped my shoulders, pulling me out of my seat. I struggled and shrieked. Even though it was pointless, I called Desmond’s name. The monster of my nightmares had caught me. Who would save me now? He was the only one I trusted after God.As I was kicking my feet, everything became a blur. I could hear the demons snickering at me. It all faded slowly. I had passed ou
My heart throbbed with the clock’s second needle. It was around midnight. Desmond had left fifteen minutes ago for Voocrod, leaving me and my family at Becky’s apartment. The much-awaited final war had begun. I had begged him to take me with him, but he said it was too dangerous. “Humans suffer the most during spirit wars, Cass,” Desmond had said. “Fiends will not hesitate to spill innocent blood. Violence is entertainment for them. What I fear the most is them taking you hostage to hurt me. Your love is my strength and my weakness. It doesn’t matter how close we are to winning the war. I would drop everything and sacrifice myself to save you.”Now, I was forced to wait without updates. Desmond wasn’t the only one who cared. I cared about his safety, too. Resting on Becky’s couch, I prayed to God for our victory and to bring my demon back to me unharmed.Becky wasn’t there because she had to leave to see her grandmother because of a medical emergency. My friend, however, was kind en
The water rapidly hit the rocks in a narrow stream. I watched it continuously flow. Nature is truly a miracle and the best way to refresh your mind. However, nothing can ease the anxiety of a current challenge. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Ophelia had said about not seeing a trapped child there. The war that was soon to come entailed death and imprisonment. What would I choose for my aunt when I wasn’t sure about her sins? Punishing an innocent would eat me up alive. There had to be a solution.“There is, Cass,” Desmond spoke. For the past five minutes, gushing water was the only sound around us. “I brought you here to clear your mind. Don’t punish yourself because of Jane.”With a lowered head, I walked up to Desmond. “I am sorry. Don’t you find this extremely troubling?”“No.” Desmond shook his head. “Because the solution is obvious.”“Which is what?” I said, desperate for anything.“Jane hasn’t given us any proof of her innocence. We don’t trust anyone,” Desmond began. I wa
I put a hand over my eyes, knowing very well that I could only conceal my face and not my thoughts from the two demons around me. How could I control my thoughts? For us humans, our minds and social media are the only two places to criticize safely.It was so unfair to have that taken away from you. I wished for the ground beneath to swallow me to save everyone from further embarrassment.“But I didn’t say anything, mother,” said Desmond. He must be trying to divert her attention from me. My boyfriend was very forgiving of my insulting thoughts. Was his mother the same?The lady opened her eyes to reveal the most striking golden eyes. The color was similar to Desmond’s siren irises, but they lacked the glow and appeared more natural. Her overall look reminded me of Rose from Titanic. She had red hair with the fairest skin and an elegant fashion sense.“You know I have a gift for this. You were about to introduce this beautiful human girl to me as your partner,” she spoke with a toothy
It was finally happening. Desmond’s tongue was so deep in my mouth that I could feel us becoming one. I didn’t want it to end. My mind couldn’t help but compare the kiss to the one I had shared with Charles. Kissing Charles was slobbery and warm. Whereas kissing Desmond was discovering infinite pleasures within your mouth while losing all control and touch with your surroundings. My feelings for my demon were just as massive as the difference between the two make-out sessions, which amplified the bliss even more.I liked how one of Desmond’s hands was still on my boob. He had already helped me explore the pleasures of my body in countless ways. Yet, I still wanted more. Not even an eternity locked and lost in his body could quench my thirst for him. I was addicted to him.Desmond’s hands traveled around my body, searching for more to grab and feel. With the same intention, I unzipped his jacket and slipped my hands underneath his shirt, feeling his soft skin and ripped body.“Cass, s
My eyes dropped to Desmond’s mouth, desperately waiting for a yes to come out of there. We had been apart for far too long, and only a few days away from him had felt like a million years of torture.All of Desmond’s lies and mistakes were forgiven and forgotten. His unusual appearance and true self became a part of me. Nothing mattered in that moment. My aching heart only sought solace in the man before me. He was the one. He had always been the one. The moment he walked into my life, no other man interested me. My knight in shining armor was perfect. His horns, wings, and tail were a bonus, not an unholy defect or curse. I wholeheartedly accepted and loved him exactly the way he was.Desmond was testing my patience with his silence. Deliberately, I filled my mind with passionate thoughts, letting him know how every inch of me longed for him. I could see the result of my experiment in his eyes. They looked back at me with amazement and a yearning more intense than mine.“Are you su
Standing close to the guest room window, I felt the chilly city air fan my face. Without a blanket over my shoulders, I would freeze to death. I watched the sparkling city lights and the never-ending sounds. It was two in the morning, and the streets were full of life. I would have found the scene enjoyable if my mind wasn’t troubled by a hundred different emotions.Thanks to Becky for having a three-bedroom apartment so I could have a separate guest room. That day’s events were bizarre and too overwhelming. My mind was all over the place, and I needed time to rearrange my thoughts and think of my next step.“Can I come inside?” Desmond knocked at the ajar door.“Yes, please,” I said, repositioning my blanket more fashionably. The most dominant thoughts in my mind were about Desmond. There was so much that needed to be said.Desmond walked inside, closing the door behind him. My eyes remained glued to the window. I could hear him slowly approaching me. There was tension and hesitation
Panic took over me when I heard footfalls for the third time. The first two times, it was Becky, but the steps felt heavier that time. I huffed and closed my hands into tight fists, almost piercing my skin with my sharp nails.“Cass, we’re back,” Desmond’s voice confirmed my fear.I turned around with partially opened eyes, prepared to face the wrath of my mother. Mom was unconscious in Desmond’s arms, and Becky was shocked beyond words.“Oh my God!” Becky’s jaw was almost touching the floor, and her eyes were twitching in a concerning way. “Am I magic now? Do the rules of the real world apply to me anymore, or am I now a boundless spirit floating in this never-ending universe we call life?”“None of that. You flew here at an extraordinary speed with me. The rules remain the same.” Desmond burst Becky’s bubble.Becky stared at Desmond like he was an alien or an unbelievable illusion. “I still can’t believe you are real. Cassidy must be hallucinating. He can’t be that good-looking and