All Chapters of The Devil’s Kryptonite : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

IsabelleGiant demons with their black wings spread valiantly and their weapons shown proudly in their hands as they battled in close combat with their angel counterparts. Black panthers scratched the ground before taking off to challenge the unicorns. The unicorns kicked off neighing and ran forward into battle. The archdemons and archangels traded blows with their weapons and sometimes bloody fists. The mages were in serious battle behind the frontlines. Hell hounds were seething with rage as they attacked the sphinxes. Triads of angels fought against spirits of hells. Seraphs, cherubs, thrones, and virtues battled Beelzebub, Astaroth, Agalia and Sanchita. Every time the angel threw out light, the demons ate it or dispurified it and threw it back with more force. And I almost didn't want to take my eyes off the battle; there was so much to watch—until I saw Noelle. Noelle was here?? Her opponent's ginger waves were contained by a ponytail. She donned her dusty, orange-tinged armo

LucianI vividly recalled her death many times a day in my head. Neither portrait nor photo could unease the despair and loss I felt every time the memory replayed. All that I can think of is I'm not fast enough. Not strict enough. The left side of my nose violently twitched. I inhaled swiftly—thinking it would calm me, but there isn't much that could stop it— and just as quickly exhaled. I only got like this when im anxious or furious. I get anxious and firefilled when that memory comes to mind. I'm a fucking king. I don't fear; I AM FEAR. "Sir," Yuhan quietly inserted."Not today," I sighed."Then when? You have to stop sulking someday. You have things to do now," Yuhan tried to coerce me. "I'm supposed to be mighty," I exclaimed. Yuhan nodded, "You are mighty, my king."I rolled at my eyes at the useless attempt of comfort. "Bullshit," I called him out. "How do I let some twisted fuck stick a damn spear through my wife?" I continued venting my frustrations before Yuhan could

Lucian sat on his balcony accompanied by Yuhan, who he showed mild interest in tonight, as he stared into the abyss while fidgeting with some sort of marble."Yes I heard you," Lucian said to Yuhan. He picked up his glass of whiskey, finishing it in a swig before facing Yuhan. "I'm always listening."Yuhan could see the despair on Lucian's face. "How are you feeling?""The same as always," Lucian said. He opened the whiskey and filled his glass right below the brim. Yuhan threw him a concerned glance, but said nothing. "And how do you usually feel?"Lucian was upset. "Ha! You wanna know how I feel? I could burn the world right now and I have nothing stopping me. I'm a king who does nothing. I'm the so called devil and I haven't done shit to live up to it. I can't describe how I feel. I'm so angry and sad and then I get angrier and sadder."A knock at the door snatched both of their attention. Lucian sighed, "I really don't wanna move," he gave Yuhan a blank stare before downing his g

I was lying in a hospital bed, my body feeling the numbness of the painkillers and the fatigue of the fight I had endured to get here. My head was throbbing in pain from the constant beeping of the machines surrounding me, I had lost count of the number of times it beeped, but it seemed to be a necessary part of my care. I felt a wave of emotions overcome me as my eyes tried to adjust to my surroundings. I could see my family and friends, all looking worried and scared, their faces a mixture of worry and hope. I wanted to tell them not to worry, that I was okay but my words were stuck in my throat, my voice suddenly feeling so far away. All I could do was lie still and try to relax, knowing that I was finally safe and that everything was going to be ok. I was hoping that one day soon I would finally be able to go home, dreaming that it would be over.My family cleared from my room momentarily as the doctors talked to them. A lone doctor entered, short and graceful in his stride, and p

"Everyone say cheese," Mr. Spay clicked the camera, the flash capturing the smiles on our faces at the end of our senior trip. "I've had a wonderful year with this group. Throughout the fighting, teenage angst, hormonal decisions, and boy trouble, I still wouldn't change a thing. I know you all have a wonderful future ahead of you and I hope you enjoy life's journey there." We cheered for our principal as we boarded the bus with our baggage.I found the back of the bus, sliding next to Lucian. "Look," I took the photos of us out of my memory box and brought them up to the light. "Don't we look great together?" He smiled, giving me a simple yes. "Not big on words today," I teased. "I enjoyed the trip. It was over too quick." Lucian replied, "Time always flies when you're having fun," he gently caressed the love bite from the previous night on my thigh. I blushed in silence as he turned his head to the window to watch the scenery pass us by in a blink outside. "You know you haven't b