Samael was wandering around the Underworld, not really knowing what to do with himself. He was looking for Nadir because knew that only she could satisfy the desires that Lilith had awakened in him. No other succubus was so appealing, not even the new ones that had just been created. Besides, Samael was like that - if had already found a succubus desired to have, he became slightly obsessed and could not move on to the next one until took over what he had chosen. Therefore also now, if wanted Nadir, he had to get her, and only venting his lust would make Samael pay attention to another "victim". He did not understand how Nadir could resist him for so long, when most of the succubus were jumping into his bed almost right away, always out of their free will, and only for a few he had to do more to seduce them. Even for those ones, however, a glance, a word or a touch was enough, and they already were in his arms. Most succubus also considered it a kind of honor if Samael chose them as
The next day, Nadir woke up in the early morning. The sun was breaking through the slits in the louvers, filling the entire living room with its rays.- I don't think I'll ever get used to it.- she said to herself, rubbing eyes lightly with her hand.After all, Nadir had spent all her life in the Underworld, and to feed she would always go out at night, returning before sunrise, so she was not used to it, and the sun's rays striking her eyes were not pleasant. Nadir got up and pulled the blinds all the way down, then folded the couch she slept on and stowed the sheets in it.While still in her nightgown, Nadir looked into Miguel's bedroom. He was lying almost on the edge of the bed, the duvet was on the floor, so she smiled and walked softly inside. Nadir picked up the duvet and laid it on the bed, covering Miguel tightly with it, then looked at him for a while, lightly touching his hair, but soon slipped out of the room. Nadir wasn't going to wake him, not least beca
The next day Nadir was awakened by the sun's rays again, and she still couldn't get used to it. It was eight in the morning, which meant Miguel had been in the office for an hour, but he had left a note for her on the kitchen table, and also a full breakfast. How kind of him that was. Nadir knew Miguel was a great man. Nadir wanted to repay him for it, but she also knew what would make him happy, and that was out of the question. She couldn't get any closer to him because it would weaken him too much. The kiss itself was dangerous, let alone something more than that. They could only hug each other or hold hands at most. The sad truth made her sigh. Nadir also wanted to be as close to Miguel as possible, to give him the love he so needed and surely deserved... But how could she do that without hurting him? Was there a way to do this? She would do anything to answer these questions someday.Finally Nadir broke her thoughts and started getting dressed, had breakfast, and went out
Nadir woke up in the morning terribly confused. She felt as if was drunk, except not with alcohol, but life energy. The last time Nadir felt something like this was when she was still a young succubus and out of greed was able to kill her victims, depriving them of all life energy. Miguel was sleeping right next to, visibly weakened, which made her add two and two.- What have I done yesterday...- Nadir whispered, terrified. Immediately the images from the previous evening started coming back to her. It was the best and worst night of her life at the same time. Nadir remembered feeling wonderful, but as she looked at Miguel now and watched his horribly weak aura, she felt terrible.Then she looked at the bedside table. The clock was already showing 9 am, so Nadir called Miguel's office to explain his absence. Her voice was as charming as her looks, so his boss immediately believed her, then Nadir called the bar where she worked, and it went smoothly there as well. Nadir kn
Another week passed quickly. During that time, it turned out that Miguel's blood tests didn't show anything disturbing. According to the doctor, he was completely healthy, but it did not rule out that the reason for his weakness could be stress and overwork, or that it was generally more psychological in nature. Nadir still felt a great deal of guilt for lying to Miguel, but telling him the truth was out of the question - it was hard to tell how would he react to the news that his beloved was a demon and Nadir didn't want to lose him.Maria and Juan were to get married on April 26 at 12:30. Nadir and Miguel had already arrived at the church at 12 and were seated in the third pew. Nadir attracted a lot of attention, not only with a beautiful, blue dress that lied perfectly on her body, but also with the grace of movements, a beautiful smile and, above all, remarkable beauty. She heard jealousy in the minds of the gathered women, and delight in men's. Nadir had to admit that she
Nathaniel had skipped following Nadir at the wedding party because he couldn't possibly endure such excess of happiness and other good feelings. There were enough of them at the wedding itself, not counting the weakness he felt after being in such a sacred place as the church for so long. If, after such torment, Nathaniel were to be at a wedding party as well, certainly would not be able to remain invisible, and he could not show himself to anyone, after all, he was a stranger to these people. However, after the party ended, Nathaniel immediately followed Nadir and Miguel as they walked out of the house. Of course, he had to be extra careful, because weakened by his earlier stay in the church, he could not mask his aura so well now. Nathaniel even thought he had acted foolishly to stay in the church the entire ceremony. He should have stood outside and waited for Nadir to leave instead. Unfortunately, Nathaniel liked challenges, especially if they had anything to do with his main en
Nathaniel felt he had collected sufficient evidence against Nadir. Therefore, when he went to the Underworld to regain his strength, he no longer came to the surface, but immediately to the palace to report everything to Samael.- So what information do you bring me?- asked Samael, seeing his subject.- Nadir is on the surface, and she is there with the mortal man.- Nathaniel began talking.- But this is not the end of the revelation. Our demoness apparently wants to settle there permanently, since Nadir found a job in some bar, lives with this mortal man, to whom she clearly feels something, and begins to feel human emotions and feelings, she is moved, cries...- he finished.- What? But these are the symptoms of a transformation into a mortal!- Samael shouted.- In the end she will lose her supernatural abilities, longevity and...- he paused.- We have to get her out of there right now!- Samael added, a bit panicked.- Of course, my lord.- Nathaniel bowed.- I even
After the car accident and meeting with Nathaniel, the Fallen Angel, sent from the Underworld by Samael himself on a mission to bring Nadir back, Miguel and her returned home and went to bed almost immediately. Nadir thought all night about what to do. It was safest to just stop resisting and come back, but she didn't want to give up without a fight, so decided she would resist as long as possible. After all, that's what Nadir has been doing for a longer time, isn't it? She resisted Samael's orders and was doing quite well. The easiest way to defeat Samael was to report on him to Lilith, but Nadir couldn't risk that her "mother" would find out what connected her and Miguel, and that Nadir had no intention of returning to the Underworld. Lilith would certainly punish her for such disobedience, though perhaps less severely than Samael. For Miguel, however, the result would be the same - he would be killed by both Samael and Lilith. Overall, Nadir could not come to anyone in the Underw
Maria was making breakfast for herself and Juan, and was just taking plates out of the cupboard when her eyes fogged up. A picture of some unknown man torturing Miguel flashed before her eyes. The presence of washbasins and cubicles made her believe that this was happening in the toilet, probably in the office, because Miguel was wearing the same gray suit he always wore to work. Seeing the pain in his eyes, Maria felt as if it was real. She even felt his feelings and emotions, even though was far away from him. The plates in her hand fell limp to the ground, breaking into tiny pieces.Juan burst into the kitchen, hearing the clink of porcelain. Seeing his wife's blurry, distant eyes, he grabbed her shoulders and shook her.- Mari, can you hear me?- he said as she finally blinked her eyes.- Juan... Call the office, the one where Miguel works. Quickly, he is in great danger. Deadly danger.- Maria spoke up hastily, panic growing in her eyes.Juan, seeing the terro