บททั้งหมดของ COLLIDE WITH THE HANDSOME DEMON: บทที่ 171 - บทที่ 180

Rayline. My head was pounding, and everything hurt so much. It was still pitch black, like it was early morning. The only thing I could see was the moonlight coming through the crack in the balcony door. My body feels chilled, and with great effort, I turn onto my side, but my heart sinks when I find that Cole is no longer there. Nausea started to wash over me, the whole thing seemed to be spinning around, and I could barely move. My lungs felt more and more tight. I shifted my gaze over to the nightstand and frowned when I spotted a note with my name on it. Somehow, I found enough energy to sit up and lean against the bed frame to grab it. The paper looked crumpled and folded at the edges. I slowly unfold it to see that Cole's handwriting is messy and full of scribbles. I started reading from the top, carefully skimming over what he might want to leave me. "Dear Rayline, I'm sorry. I won't be able to keep some of our promises. I promised I would never leave you no matter what, b

Cole. Each of us landed on the ground outside the Nephilim base, and in a split second, Nicolas came out of the front door. "Where is he?" I urged as I turned my body toward him. "Locked up inside." He said as he motioned towards the door with his head. "We just took down the wards to let the demons in." My eyes looked at the other three men before turning to nod. "This way." Nicolas led us, and we followed him. All of us entered the massive building, and as soon as we stepped foot inside, we were met with glares, but for once, I found that more of the hatred was aimed at Jesse and Taylor than me. But as soon as my wings came into view, I could see panic fill them. Some of them gawked at Chase, and Taylor looked rather uneasy, while Jesse ignored them all. "I guess we won't be welcome here," Taylor muttered under his breath. "I don't care." I said bluntly as I kept my gaze straight ahead. "They can think what they want." We kept walking after Nicolas down a long hallway that le

Rayline. My eyes slowly opened. The atmosphere around me was dark, and yet I could still see the dots of moonlight seeping in, enough to make me realize that I was not in my usual bedroom. I sat up and looked around me. I was on some sort of table or pedestal made of stone. The high ceiling hung over my head, adding to the gloomy feel of this place. I looked down at the ground and discovered a slate floor surface that led to a large double door. When I looked up at the windows, my eyes caught the shadows of the stained glass that adorned the walls. I was in some kind of church or rather a long-abandoned gothic building. Since everything looked worn down and neglected, it added to the creepy atmosphere. My eyes were drawn to a small set of stairs that led to a large chair that was in the center of the back wall. The chair was surrounded by paintings and carvings depicting a throne. There were bones and flames in the stone, and above it, a skull with horns loomed monstrously. This is

Rayline. Not a single person dared to speak. I could even hear every breath taken in the room. She made her way slowly towards the throne, the only sound heard was the click of her high heels hitting the floor. She spins her body around elegantly and takes a seat on the throne, crossing one leg over the other, and leaning back haughtily. Silas and the other demon followers knelt on one knee before her. As I subconsciously reached out my hand towards Cole's arm, he instantly grasped my hand tightly, his fingers intertwined with mine."Mother?" Jesse finally let out a hoarse voice, his eyes full of horror and disbelief turned towards Lilith as her eyes glanced over at her son."I see you did not follow my orders," Lilith's voice was full of cold authority as her eyes shifted over to Silas. "I told you that he should be put aside." "I know, my lady. There was... a bit of an issue," Silas replied in a voice full of remorse, bowing his head obediently. Lilith then turned her attention t

Cole. Just then she pulled the sword back and changed her position, slowly moving to stand between me and the stone. She moved to adjust her position, bending her knees as she was taught to do in preparation for an attack, while my eyes watched silently in both pain and rage. Lilith, who was sitting on her throne, clapped her hands in delight. "Wow, I heard she was trained, but who would have thought..." She chuckled, enjoying the situation. Anger burned within me, my eyes flashing with fiery red. "To get the stone, you have to get past her." "You bitch," Taylor hissed from behind, his voice filled with venom, his fists clenched tightly. I take a step forward, trying to reach her with my voice. "Ray..." I said, voice full of anxiety. Taking one more step as I kept my sword held high. "I'm not going to fight you." "Well, if you would rather watch her dying on the floor, that's always an option," Lilith said in a nonchalant tone, resting her elbows on the arms of the throne. "Oh, an