"We don't know what happened. They're doing everything in their power to locate your—""Okay.""Okay?" Noelle glanced up at the officers scattered around Nana Bet's room. It looked like a bear had been sent loose on her little shoebox studio: furniture toppled over, pictures cockeyed, lamps broken, lock undone. Or, rather, a wolf. "Can we, get a moment?""Yeah sure, if you can step over here—""Thanks, come on, Ronnie." Her hand slid over mine, coffee warm and seasonally dry. Grounding. "Let's go get you something to eat at the cafeteria. Have you eaten today?""No."We spilled out into the hall and a world of autumnal delights. Jack-o-lanterns and scarecrows filled every nook and cranny bats and black cats hadn't occupied. A couple of our residents' grandkids were over for some early Halloween shenanigans, dressed up as whatever popular fancy had taken kids these days with a couple of classics. A ninja followed by a yeti dressed as an ice princess shoved past us to g
"Fuck me!"I was trying not to look down at the city far below me. The cars looked like ants marching along a green pathway through a dark jungle. I screamed, I knew I did, but the rush of the wind over my ears blocked it from reaching me. Brick bit into my raw palms, and the slate roof was surprisingly slippery to walk on when barefoot and like a million stories up. But, I'm pretty sure if I wasn't so batshit terrified, my red dress flowing in the wind would have made me look like one of those high-class models in quality production luxury perfume ad.No. 5 the Film style, ladies and gents!The office of the former Mayor of Cibola City erupted in literal hellfire, taking half the domed glass ceiling and all the stability of what I was standing on with it. A fiend made of an unholy amalgamation of one Duke of Hell and one partially possessed of one Ethridge Coolidge Alston Jr.—sorry, Ethridge Coolidge Alston Sr., as it turned out he was a Faustian contract-having bastard (I ca
Brightvale University was one of the most prestigious places a witch could get their education. Witches from all over the world compete to get placed here after graduating from their local academies where they continue their higher education and become some of the best magical users the world has to offer. But right now, it's the bane of my existence. Since passing my numerous entrance exams and scraping together enough funds in order to pay for my classes, I was finally, finally going to become the witch I always wanted to be. One who worked alongside high ranking officials within the embassy or were a part of the Queen's Court.Something better than being stuck in my small hometown and being forced to become a kitchen witch. Though lately, that's looking like more and more of a reality."Aw, cheer up, Narine." I feel an arm wrap around my shoulders. "You'll get 'em next time."Wincing, I look over to where our proctor is, hunched over the long table in the front
I hide on the other side of the coffee table, peeking at the figure sitting on top of the altar cloth. It looks strange… almost like it's hunched over in an awkward position. Holding my breath, I watch as it unfolds itself and stands slowly. Long limbs stretched and brought back into place—like the creature is being reformed before my very eyes. There's only a single candle left lit on the cloth and it flickers violently when the creature moves away from it. Oh gods… what the hell did I just do?Something comes rumbling from it, dark and dangerous sounding. Almost like a growl."What are you doing?"I freeze at the voice. It—he?— bends and picks up the candle that's still lit. Bringing it closer to me, the coffee table creaks when he leans into it. He holds the candle over me, looking down at where I'm squished.I stare up into a beautiful set of eyes filled with chaos and a fire burning behind them. Furious and apathetic all rolled into one.
I run to Eva's dorm with only the book and my house keys clutched in my hands. Freaking out internally, I hope like hell she's there tonight. It's a Friday night, which means she's either staying in and binge watching whatever current medical drama is on, or she's out somewhere partying like it's her last night alive. I internally groan at myself. I didn't even bring my phone with me before I left, so freaked out Soleus was actually going to smite me like he promised, I didn't think to take anything else with me other than my shoes.If Eva is actually out somewhere on campus, it's going to be next to impossible to find her. Parties are a dime a dozen and trying to get into one of them without some kind of invite is laughable at best. I'm not ugly by any means, but compared to Eva, I get easily passed over. Which is fine, my relationship status isn't my concern at the moment. All I really want out of life right now is to pass university and actually get into the f
Eva lets out a long sigh when she's done looking over the spell and the altar cloth I have still stretched out across my living room floor."I'm going to be honest with you, Nari. I really have no idea how to help you."Behind us, Sol grumbles on the couch.We both ignore him."We can't use the same spell to send him back?"She shakes her head and holds up the book, pointing to the spell I read when doing the ritual. "It says here that you're calling on him. Kind of like a one-way telephone.""Oh…"She turns towards the couch. "Can you find another open portal? She brought you here but surely if you step through another portal to Hell, it'll take you back there."Sol leans away from the back of the couch and rests his elbows on his knees. He leans his weight forward while his lips turn down into a cruel looking sneer."Typically, yes. That would be my first go-to. However, your friend here has decided to tether me to this house."My eye
I try to quickly cover myself, his words only half registering."C-Clause?""Mmm." There's a gust of cold wind blowing into the shower when he slides the door open. "Yes, the little stand-off we've been having."My mind is too busy swimming with sex hormones to even try and comprehend or make sense of what he's saying to me. "What?"He laughs darkly while stepping into the shower. My eyes immediately latch on to the way his clothes soak through with water, framing each muscle I knew he's been hiding under all of that dark fabric. My mouth drops open a little, not being able to help myself by taking him all in.Damn, are all demons sexy? Is that some kind of caveat for becoming one?"Like what you see?"His voice breaks me out of whatever trance I'm under. "Out."Even as I say it, I don't even believe me. Sure, is it embarrassing that he's caught me fingering myself? Yes, of course. But the outline of his cock is currently rewiring my brain
Lying in bed, I stare up at my ceiling. I can't believe I was half a second away from actually getting on my knees for a demon and sucking his outrageously large cock. And that I let him get so far as to finger me until I nearly passed out from how intense my orgasm was. What is wrong with me? Have I lost my fucking mind?I have to be. All the sleep deprivation and the stress from my review coming up is all coming back to bite me in the ass in the form of a horny, annoying demon named Soleus. My hands run through my wet hair, the tangling ends getting caught in my fingers and forcing me to yank at them until my fingers are free. He'd dressed me before dropping me off in my bed and leaving me alone for the night. Something I hadn't been expecting him to do but didn't mind in the slightest since he could've just dumped me butt naked and still sopping wet without a care.But he'd taken the time to… what? Take care of me?That thought doesn't sit well