A tiny white whirlwind arose where Alistair was standing. I retreated in terror and watched it dissipate into thin air. The day had taken one unexpected turn after another. It was hard to believe it all started with a drive to Elaine’s house to fetch my contract. The contract! Where was it? I had put it somewhere in my car but couldn’t pinpoint exactly where it was.Shit! I threw a fist in the air and darted out of my room. To my relief, the contract was peacefully sitting in the driver’s seat of my car. I embraced the scroll and sighed.The emotional part of me wanted to tear it into pieces and begin my unrestrained forever with Desmond. I unrolled the scroll and swept my fingers over Desmond’s name and his one condition, which was written in block letters:CASSIDY BLACK MUST NOT GET INVOLVED WITH ANY OTHER MAN SEXUALLY/ROMANTICALLY FOR AS LONG AS THE CONTRACT IS VALID.It was strangely empty when my fingers reached where his sign should have been. Had he removed it, or was it invis
After lunch, I picked up an umbrella, a raincoat, and high boots before heading out the door. It was raining cats and dogs outside. The melancholic wet weather suited my gloomy mood. Everything felt so wrong. It was as if I was about to cheat on Desmond. He had reluctantly permitted me to see Mason and continue a friendship with him.The guy I met at the carnival could be right. Allowing people to meddle in my relationship was the root cause of our troubles. If I hadn’t discovered that Desmond had blocked Mason from my phone and that the second-degree burn on Mason’s arm wasn’t an accident, I wouldn’t have continued with the tests.I strode across the puddle. Mason’s house was only a few feet ahead. I remembered the path to his house as the most joyous stroll of my life. Now, it felt like a burden. Desmond had changed every aspect of my life. Only time could tell if it was for the better or worse. Taking deep breaths, my trembling hand pressed Mason’s doorbell. The main door creaked o
“Mason!” I pushed him away and rose. “What the hell are you doing?!” My blood was boiling. I couldn’t believe Mason had full-on French kissed me. His saliva was on my lips. Furiously, I wiped it off. Even though I wasn’t at fault, it was the sickest evidence of unwanted cheating. Mason’s face was red with embarrassment. “Sorry. I couldn’t hold my feelings back. Kissing you felt the right thing to do. I thought we both wanted it.”“What the hell made you think you have my consent to kiss me?” I shouted.“Instead of spending time with your boyfriend, you came here to confirm if I was okay. I thought you wanted to give us another try,” Mason explained.He wasn’t wrong. I was stupid not to consider that my sudden visit could be misconstrued as romantic/sexual interest. “Oh.” I calmed down a bit. “Just to clear that up, I came here with friendly intentions. We can’t be a thing because I have feelings for the man I was with at the carnival.”“Sorry.” Mason scratched his neck. “It makes m
Desmond and I were in Mason’s hall. He had brought me there using his special abilities. Thankfully, Mason didn’t watch us appear out of thin air. However, my knees trembled at the thought of what we would say upon getting spotted inside his home.“Cassidy?” Mason emerged at the stairs. He hurriedly descended the stairs, jumping over a step or two. “How did you get inside?” He questioned upon reaching us in the hall.“Your door was open,” I came up with the perfect lie.Mason nodded, looking embarrassed. “I must have forgotten to lock it after you left.”“Nice to meet you,” he dared to say to my raging boyfriend.Desmond’s eyes burned with ferocious anger. Mason continued foolishly smiling at him, oblivious that the fumes of my incubus’s fire alone could set him ablaze.“I would have responded with ‘likewise’ if you hadn’t kissed my girlfriend,” Desmond snapped.Mason clicked his tongue. “Sorry about that. It was an honest mistake. It wouldn’t happen again. I can guarantee that.”“You
My wide and bloodshot eyes settled on Desmond. He was unscathed and unaffected. The fight was pretty one-sided. I couldn’t believe that everyone’s doubts and fears had manifested into reality. Our beautiful romance was tainted with blood.“What have you done?” I hollered. “What is wrong with you?” I took another look at Mason. The blood was a lot. It was perplexing how his body hadn’t turned blue and lifeless.Desmond chose not to answer me and folded his arms.To check for a pulse, I hurried to Mason’s body. My thumb couldn’t feel a thing on his wrist, so I placed my hand directly on his heart. Relief washed over me when I felt his heartbeat. He wasn’t dead.In a frenzy, I charged at Desmond, hitting him in the chest with open hands. His cream-colored shirt got stained with bloody handprints. I turned my palms to find remains of dry blood there. “Oh my God!”I sprinted towards his attached bathroom and ran my hands under the tap water, rubbing hard to get the blood spots off me.“R
Desmond was gone. Temporarily or permanently, I didn’t know. My mind was all over the place. I didn’t know what to think or feel, except I didn’t want cops pounding on my front door. Hopefully, my incubus had kept his word and didn’t leave me in the lurch before vanishing. My twitching eyes darted at Mason and broadened with astonishment. His bruised, beaten, and bloody skin was now glowing with health. Even his clothes, soaked in blood a few moments ago, were spotless and as smooth as newly ironed. Mason’s current condition made the gruesome scene I had walked into a mere illusion. At least he had the decency to right his wrong. Our relationship might have a chance of surviving if he admitted his wrongdoing and made amends.“Mason,” I called, down on my knees, close to his body. “Can you hear my voice?”No response came from his side.Frantic and unsure of what to do next, I violently shook his body. Again, zilch from his side. His unresponsiveness had begun to get on my nerves.
The red ink of Desmond’s mirror message was still on my hands as I drove. It had stained my steering wheel and probably a lot more when I exited Mason’s house after vigorously rubbing the disturbing words on the mirror. I was leaving without entering Mom’s house again and giving them a reason for my absence. It didn’t matter as my destination was nearby. The road was bustling. In whatever direction I moved my gaze, I found myself surrounded by vehicles and people. Why did it all feel empty and meaningless? Tears poured down my cheeks when I repeated Desmond’s message in my head again. How could he say he loved me when he couldn’t control his rage? I wasn’t the victim of his dangerous anger as everyone had predicted, but did that make it any better? Humans fear the law and jail time. What did Desmond need to fear? He could commit countless crimes and still not receive punishment for any of them. Since our love wished for a lifetime together, how many such instances did I need to endu
Have you ever felt so betrayed and helpless that you would seize any chance of help, no matter how unreliable? If so, you would understand why I said yes to Madame Long's offer.Alistair was an option, too. However, was it wise to seek help from a species I had miserably failed to understand? An attachment to me was stopping Desmond from burning Mason’s house down to the ground and unleashing his rage on me, but that wasn’t the case with Alistair. He had no motive to be so generous.If Becky hadn’t called last minute, I would have entered that graveyard without a question. The result of seeking help from another incubus would probably remain a mystery for life. I was no expert on spirits, but from what I had seen, there was something deceptive about them. Their reserved nature, complicated words, and unwillingness to give a direct answer or reveal much about themselves always bothered me. The spectacular and hypnotizing intercourse with Desmond had always eased my agitation from the
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