Desmond’s tone scared me. It was the first time he had raised his voice at me. Did I cross a line?“I didn’t mean to sound demeaning toward your species. Spirits have a right to their privacy. I’ll make Elaine understand so she doesn’t violate you again.” I gave him my word.His annoyance wholly dissipated. “I appreciate it.” He inched toward me and brought his face close to mine to place a peck on my cheek and lips. “How can I remain mad at a woman this beautiful? Attempt to murder me, and I’ll still end up forgiving you. There are only a few things that can erupt my rage,” he whispered gently.“And what would that be?” I asked.Desmond’s hot breath fanned my face. “I only had one condition in our contract. Don’t forget about that.” How could I forget his strange condition? He made me lose my only chance of getting my teenage crush, Mason. "What consequences would I face if I breached this rule?" I dared to ask.Desmond’s scheming smile promised a world of trouble. “Trust me, you d
Only a person who has lost a dear one would understand the desperation to talk to them after you see a casket close on them. Dad’s voice was a mellifluous song to my ears. The fact that I couldn’t be there in the hospital with him when he took his last breaths had eaten me alive since his passing. I was too stubborn, silly, and spoiled to tell him I loved him a million times. It would have put my heart at ease if I had said it even once when he was suffering.It was not my feet but my heart darting for the door. Mindlessly, I unlocked it, and a howling gale made the door burst open. Once the wind stopped, what I met with was only the emptiness of the hallway. Was Dad’s ghost invisible?“Dad?” I called to him as my eyes searched every nook and cranny of the area. I called him multiple times before noticing something unusual in the corner of my eye. Slowly and carefully, I turned my neck to focus on the window at the end of the hallway. My legs lost sensation when my pupils fixed on
Red in anger, I took the painting off the wall and hurled it on the floor. The sound of the crystal hitting the ground was earsplitting, yet the damn cursed object didn’t break! I placed it underneath my shoe and stomped on it as hard as I could, but the object was as stubborn as its master. Madame Long’s face was what I imagined as I attempted to crush it like an angry bull.“It’s pointless to try to break an enchanted object. You must set it on fire and bury it somewhere away from your home, preferably a graveyard,” said Alistair.“Ugh!” I grunted and moved away from that cursed thing as I shouted profanities at it in my head. “Desmond told me not to leave my room, let alone my house. Would it be okay to toss it in the trash can outside my house for now?” “No. Unless you want more demons to perturb you and your family all night, it’s best to do it now,” said Alistair, seizing the crystal from my hands.” He swung the pendulum in the air and tracked its movements carefully. “This
I couldn’t take my eyes off the seat. The leather looked smooth and raised as if no one was sitting there ten seconds ago. Why did Alistair choose to disappear before Desmond could see him? There was something fishy about him, and now my suspicions had increased.“Cassidy!” Desmond shook my shoulder to get my attention. “Who were you talking to?”“Huh?” I accidentally bit my tongue in confusion. Desmond would be so mad at me. “I asked you a question, Cassidy,” said Desmond. He was deeply disappointed and prepared to admonish me for whatever I said next.With my hands on the steering wheel, I took a deep breath and tried to arrange the situation into words that could make me look less foolish. “Your signal for help worked. A kind spirit assisted me in getting rid of a damned object in my house,” I said, smiling through my teeth to appear confident in what I had done.Instead of going all ballistic on me, the creases on Desmond’s forehead smoothed. “Let’s go inside the house and talk,
A demon/ spirit war was about to transpire at my house. I didn’t know what to expect. All I could do was pray for my dear father’s house not to become shambles and, more importantly, for my family’s and Desmond’s safety.Desmond stood at the side of my bed, readjusting the collar and cuffs of his mud-colored shirt. He was prepared for a fight. What worried me each time was his lack of fear before facing danger. My human brain still saw my valiant and indestructible incubus as something as fragile as an ordinary human.He was about to leave when I tugged at his shirt and caused him to stop. “Desmond, I’m scared. Will you be okay?” Desmond’s golden orbs gazed into my eyes wordlessly, and his lips spread into a subtle smile that whispered his joy. “Your worry grows for me with each passing day. Have you, by any chance, fallen in love with me?”“Uh, I,” I struggled to utter anything. Love?! Was it the genuine emotion I was feeling for him? Or was my heart worrying for him more because I
Desmond’s grin beamed like a beacon of joy. There was childlike glee in his eyes. “So, I have finally succeeded in stealing your heart,” he said.Why did I utter the three magical words after concluding that it wasn’t how I felt about him? It just slipped out of my mouth in the heat of the moment. “Desmond, I am not sure,” I blurted out, and his face fell immediately. It was painful to see the glow of happiness on his face completely fade away.“Do you think I am a bad person because I said what you wanted to hear and took it back?” I asked, stroking his soft lips that were spread into a beaming smile a few seconds ago with my thumb.“Baby, I can never think badly of you. It doesn’t matter if you take it back. Just like my love affected you to say it accidentally, I will make you say it for real one day,” he declared.“How can you be so sure? What if our connection never blossomed enough for me to confidently declare it as love? I don’t want you to wait around for me only to have yo
I jumped from the counter and adjusted my clothes. My shirt was wrinkled from Desmond’s hands being all over my boobs. We had made yet another steamy memory in the kitchen, but the last thing I wanted was for my mom to catch us in a moment like that.Desmond and I maintained a distance between us as we watched Mom descend the stairs noisily and hurriedly."I thought she had consumed sleeping pills, or you had to do something with her not waking up from all the noises," I said to Desmond in a hushed voice."It was me, but the effect must have worn off. I could have put Mrs. Black into a deep sleep, but like a good boy, I was only expecting to get some action in the bedroom. Who knew we could get playful in your mother's kitchen at this hour?" He winked at me lasciviously while licking his lips.His mischievous answer put a smile on my face, which disappeared altogether when my eyes fell on Mom's bewildered face. She had wide, twitching eyes that darted between Desmond and me. "What? W
In addition to professing his love for me in front of Mom, Desmond had asked her about my aunt, Jane Astor. She and her husband were the root of all our problems. Visiting and confronting them in their territory was Mom’s wish before those spawns of the devil put her in a coma.As per Desmond, it was time to come face to face with our real enemy. The masterminds behind all the demonic attacks and misery my family had faced in years. Although it was the plan all along, my heart couldn’t help but flutter at the way he had phrased it. Desmond had tied his willingness to help us in every dangerous situation to his love for me. And he was not afraid to declare it to my mother. I wasn’t a teenager, but I was blushing and biting my nails like one. Where did the anger go? It was embarrassing how quickly I changed from storming off and preparing an angry speech to give him a piece of my mind to smile like a silly little girl. His every action made me feel like the heroine of a passionate r
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