All Chapters of Captured by Satan: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Not even when I felt eyes on me. I didn't know whether it were the demons or the dark ones watching me, but I shrugged off the incredibly uncomfortable feeling and kept walking. My feet were starting to ache terribly and my body was tense from the fear. The blood on my arm was starting to try and stick to my skin. An instinctual urge suddenly halted me in my tracks. I strained my senses, but all I heard was silence—no approaching footsteps, no sound at all. I waited for ten whole seconds. "HELP ME!" I screamed desperately. Still, nothing. "HELP ME!" I cried out again. Come for me, you filthy dark ones. Smell my blood and come for me like the blood thirsty creatures you are. "HELP-" I stopped when a figure appeared— black, with long fingers and long limbs. Nothing like the strong build demons had. Its eyes burned with bright red intensity, and it regarded me with an unsettling familiarity, as if I were a long-lost family member. I didn't know where he come from; he seemed to em

"NOOO!" Adrian roared from next to me.Fay. Fay. Fay.She was there, right in front of me. Nothing but empty air remained."NO!" Adrian roared again, charging to the spot where his wife had vanished.The entire army rushed forward. "What happened?!"Dagon demanded as she appeared on the other side of the field, Micah and Lucifer by her side. Their entire army followed, their faces etched with shock. They scanned the surroundings, searching for any trace of the dark ones. "They took her! They took my wife! They took Bri!" Adrian snarled angrily at Dagon.My thoughts could not align. I was still in disbelief. My eyes were glued on the spot where she disappeared, as if she would just magically return there. A sharp, excruciating pain shot through me. My heart, which was dark and lifeless, shattered into pieces. I felt it physically break as the realisation sank in that my Fay had been taken. My flower. My beauty. My human. My heaven.Gone.I turned to face my army. "Find them. Do whatever

Silence fell as Sammi failed to recall a single name. Not that he would remember their names, anyway, if there even was one that survived. "Nobody, Sammi. Not a single living being lived longer than a day once you drank blood from them. You always take too much." Micah told him. Sammi shrugged his shoulders, like he didn't really care. "Well, Fay always stopped me." "She stopped you? And you listened to her?" Lucifer asked him incredulously. Sammi retorted, a faint smile tugging at his lips, "She can be very persuasive." A hush fell over us. Sammi's smile was a rare sight. Satan smiled? That was something to behold. "Yes, if there's one human that can handle you, it's definitely Fay." I remarked. Sammi's smile quickly faded as soon as her name was mentioned again. The nightmare returned, and when he clenched his jaw, I knew his withdrawal symptoms had returned. His teeth ached, his head was throbbing, during the night he had cold sweats, he was refusing any sort of food and liq

Pain. Agony. Everything hurt. Every inch of my body throbbed relentlessly. I was burning up with a high fever, my throat was dry and my stomach was screaming for some food. The thing was, I couldn't hold anything in. There was only one thing my body needed, only one thing it craved. I never knew you could be so addicted to something. I would literally kill to have Sam's teeth in me again. And that thought didn't terrify me at all; it just made me that more furious at the monsters holding me. "Have they been fed?" The ugly leader asked the dark ones in our cells. We were never left alone. That meant the conversations I had with Elle were short and simple, in fear we would accidentally give out any information. "The bitch hasn't. The pregnant one I force-fed." The dark one holding my broken arm said. I had kicked him in the stomach a few days earlier, and as revenge, he had broken my arm. He liked holding it. Especially now, when a needle was in said arm, draining me of my blood. An

"You coming?" Elle smirked. I took two whole seconds before I darted out of my prison. Stepping through the door felt like entering heaven; even if I died now, at least I'd be free. "We're underground. There are many tunnels here. I haven't found the way out yet." Elle whispered as she grabbed my hand and pulled me along. "We better hurry, then." I whispered back. My bare feet met sharp rocks, but I ignored the pain; it was nothing compared to the burning sensation in my body. My fever was high and I blinked away the dizziness. Soon, we reached a hallway, and Elle took a sharp right. "Left is a dead end." She explained in a hushed tone. We tried to be silent, but our laboured breathing betrayed us. Our hands clung together as we ran through the dark tunnel. Elle ignored the tunnels on the side, and I trusted her completely. Suddenly, she stopped and pulled me into a tunnel on our left, her hand around my arm strong. "Where did you get all that strength from?!" I asked in amazement