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COLE AND THE DEMON SEASON 2

COLE AND THE DEMON SEASON 2

By DANCO4REAL in 1 Dec 2016 | 19:26
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continues from the last scene............
[color=green][b]EPISODE 1
Cole looked at Zafira. "Eat me? Just where are
you trying to take me?!"
"Calm down," she said. "When we go in, keep
your eyes forward, don't stare at anyone, and
never let go of my arm."
"O-okay," Cole said. He tightened his grip on the
demoness' arm.
"Very well. You may proceed," the man said.
The brick wall behind the large man rippled like a
huge stone dropping into a pond. The wall
suddenly swirled in a vortex glowing in purple
light. It was a gateway. Cole had no clue what
was on the other side, but he was about to find
out. Zafira strode forward; Cole walked at her
side.
They stepped into the portal and Cole felt himself
jerked forward at high speed, like a rocket
boosting into space. Only a few seconds passed
before Cole found himself in a small square room.
The room was empty, save for Zafira, himself, and
a single red door. Their gateway was gone.
Zafira hunched over. "Urk!" she grunted. Her
horns, wings and tail all came into full view.
"Are you okay?" Cole asked, concerned. "You look
like you're in pain."
"It's nothing," she grumbled. "Purgatory has only
one rule: no violence. As a way to keep the peace,
Anariel created an anti-magic barrier. This barrier
makes all magic useless once inside, including
that which keeps my true appearance hidden."
"This 'Anariel' sounds very powerful," Cole said.
He helped Zafira stand.
The succubus regained her composure and stood
upright. "She is very gifted in the arts of magic,
even rivaling that of an Aspect."
An Aspect. A powerful demon that governs a Sin,
or a powerful angel that governs a Virtue. Just
who, or what, was Zafira dealing with?
Zafira pushed open the door. "Remember: eyes
forward; stay with me."
Cole followed her orders as they stepped inside.
Sure enough, Purgatory was a bar, a bar like any
other. There was, however, one glaring difference:
the patrons were clearly not human. Cole caught
glimpses of all manner of creatures in his
peripheral vision. Some were huge hulking beasts
with large teeth; others were only waist high,
bearing sharp claws and several sets of beady
eyes.
Fearsome creatures were not the only patrons.
The premises were shared by less intimidating
beings that looked almost human, save for their
long pointed ears and birdlike wings. Some wings
were covered in glossy bright white feathers;
others were as flat-black as soft coal.
Regardless of whether they looked intimidating or
peaceful, all appeared to be consorting peacefully.
Some mingled at the bar. Some shuffled cards or
threw dice and wagered at distant tables. All
seemed to be enjoying themselves.
That is, until they took notice of Cole and Zafira.
Cole felt many piercing eyes as Zafira lead him
through the tavern. To them, Cole was the weird
one. Zafira led Cole to an isolated table in a
corner where they sat with their backs against the
wall.
The bar was momentarily quiet. Growls, hisses,
and cold stares were tossed in Cole's direction.
One particular brute with large tusks approached
their table, salivating like he was about to dine on
the finest delicacy.
Zafira shook her head intimidatingly. Her silent
warning was heard and the brute returned to his
stool by the bar. The music, chatter, and card
games resumed. "So who are all these, uh,
people?" Cole asked.
"Some are demons and some are angels," Zafira
replied.
"I thought demons and angels hated each other?"
"Under normal circumstances, they do," Zafira
said. "But few choose their own paths, and even
fewer manage to survive being punished for their
choices by their respective factions. They gather
here for a safe place to relax and exchange
information. There are even a few demons who
uphold virtues and some angels sunken in sin."
"So, that's what you meant by this place being a
haven for those who rise and those who fall,
right? Do the forces of Heaven and Hell know of
this place?"
"They do, but no one except Anariel knows where
Purgatory exists physically. She created several
magic gateways around the world that lead here.
But, where 'here' actually is? That's anyone's
guess."[/b][/color]

Link to season 1 https://www.coolval.com/forumsss/topic/cole-and-the-demon/#post-878430
1 Dec 2016 | 19:26
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 2 "What's stopping them from just barging through the gateways, then?" "Anariel's golems, beings created from her magic. You saw one before we went through the gateway. They are her peace keepers, and are a force to be reckoned with." Cole quickly glanced about the bar. He saw the same huge black man in the suit standing behind the bar, as well as by the card tables, the door, and several other locations. "There's so many of them," Cole stated. Zafira chuckled, "Anariel has an animated army to safeguard this place, to protect the patrons from Heaven and Hell. She could give both sides a run for their money if one of them decided to attack. But this place would eventually fall if one or both sides decided to go all out. The catch is that casualties would be massive, which would allow Heaven or Hell to attack and overwhelm the other. Because of this, Purgatory remains relatively safe due to this stalemate. It's a classic Mexican standoff." "Why are humans not welcome here?" "Several reasons. Your kind tends to destroy everything you touch. There's also the Crusaders, who wouldn't hesitate to kill any demon or fallen angel. But I think the main reason is that most demons and angels spend centuries influencing humans -- and after all that time, that close association, they've finally gotten tired of your misbegotten race." A golem approached Cole and Zafira's table. "Anariel will see you now," he intoned with the same deep voice as the last guardian. "Well, it's about time!" Zafira said impatiently. The midnight golem escorted Cole and Zafira up a flight of stairs to a balcony overlooking the bar and stopped at another red door. "Anariel awaits you inside." Zafira nodded at Cole and opened the door. He stepped through and stopped short. In his awe- struck eyes, they appeared to be outdoors in a luxuriant flower garden. The red door vanished behind them. Cole was breathless at the shear beauty of this new world. The sun shone brightly in the clear blue sky; white birds chirped and soared overhead. A large fountain arose in the distance. Cole looked on at this marvel of nature full of colorful flowers and fruit trees. "Where are we?" Cole breathed. Zafira shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not entirely sure." They followed a narrow walkway of ivory-toned marble through the garden toward the fountain. A woman with mid-length fire-engine-red hair, wearing a long white silk robe, came into view as they moved forward. She sat on a small bench, basking in her surroundings. As they neared, Cole noted the woman had long pointed ears and wings with black feathers. Anariel was an angel. "Hello, Ana," Zafira said. "Zafira," Anariel said. "I believe I told you never to come back to Purgatory, much like I told you to never call me Ana." "I feel your pain," Cole joked. "She's not one for adhering to people's requests." Anariel gazed upon Cole with contempt. "Silence, mortal!" She turned to Zafira. "I would like to know why you brought this mortal here. They are strictly forbidden from entering Purgatory." Zafira laughed. "For someone who went against the rules of Heaven, you sure have many rules of your own." "Many? I have but two: no violence, and no mortals. Now, you have broken both!" "Those rogue angels had it coming!" Zafira argued. "They thought they could buy their way back into Heaven's good graces by killing me. I had to prove them wrong." "If you were anyone else I would have had my golems pulverize you into dust!" "Why didn't you, then?!" Zafira yelled. Anariel paused and calmed herself. "Because, if not for you, I would never have created Purgatory in the first place." Zafira rolled her eyes. "You have a funny way of showing your gratitude. Instead of erecting statues in my honor, you banish me." Anariel shook her head. "Your vanity knows no limits. I have no regrets for any of my decisions." "Wait," Cole interrupted, looking at Zafira. "What is your history with Anariel?" Zafira flashed her signature cocky smirk. "I showed her exactly what the pleasures of the flesh were like." "You mean, you two were a... thing?" Cole asked curiously. "If by 'thing' you mean lovers, then absolutely not!" Anariel declared. "But we did fuck," Zafira said smugly.[/b][/color] [hr] [b]Just One Click [/b] scroll down for ep3 Episode 4-7 Episode 8 nd 9 Episode 10-12 Episode 13-15 Episode 16 nd 17 Episode 18-20 Episode 21 nd 22 Episode 23 Episode 24-26 Episode 27-29 Episode 30-32 Episode 33-35 Last Episode
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 3 Anariel snarled. "Your vanity is only surpassed by your vulgarity!" Cole was puzzled. "So, you committed lust. But I thought demons and angels don't have souls. Why would it matter?" "Not that it is any mortal's business, but I once served as the lieutenant of Sofia, the Aspect of Love. For many millennia, I was charged with influencing mortals so they may find love and eventually procreate. For untold centuries, I watched humans engage in this blissful pleasure, but I was forbidden to ever experience it for myself. It wasn't fair." "When an angel commits a sin," Zafira added, "they fall from grace. A fallen angel's feathers turn from white glory to dead black. Because of this, no angel can hide what they've done from those in Heaven." Anariel spread her wings, displaying her dingy, dark feathers. "In addition to being cast out and ostracized, fallen angels are cursed with mortality. Their lifespan is longer than humans, but is no longer infinite." Zafira put her hand on Anariel's shoulder. "And we are here to fix that curse." "I'm curious how you plan to do that," Anariel huffed. "All my attempts to raise the curse with magic have failed." Zafira reached into Cole's coat pocket. She pulled out one of the vials of virgin's essence they had collected from Penny. "Where magic fails, alchemy prevails," Zafira said. "Hey!" Cole interjected, "I thought we needed that for the ritual?" "Shhh!" Zafira scolded. "Why do you think I had you get two vials?" Anariel looked at the small vial curiously. "Virgin's essence? While it does have purifying qualities, it's not enough for the curse of a fallen angel." Zafira looked at Cole suggestively. "That's where he comes in." "Me?" Cole asked blankly. "The sperm of a pure soul can amplify any magical property," Zafira explained. "Mix the two, plus a few curative spells from yourself, and viola! No more black feathers." Anariel stood; the front of her robe draped open. Cole inhaled sharply at the pleasant view of Anariel's cleavage and a line of bare skin stretching all the way down to the stubbly bright red hair between her thighs. "Is something the matter, mortal?" Anariel asked. "Is my appearance not to your liking?" Cole swallowed hard, chagrined to be caught peering at her trimmed pussy. He felt his balls swell. He was unable to look away. "Quite the opposite, actually," Cole said. Anariel considered what Zafira said. "I don't suppose you're doing this out of the kindness of your black heart?" "How right you are," Zafira smiled. Anariel scoffed. "So what is it you want?" Cole approached Anariel. "I need one of your feathers." "Ha!" Anariel boasted. " You , a mortal, want one of my feathers? What do you want it for?" "Zafira and I have an arrangement. I seek only to know who killed my wife. Zafira claims a ritual would reveal the truth and an angel's feather is required for it." Anarial hummed, understanding the situation. "So that is what this is all about. To use one of my feathers for such a petty reason is unthinkable!" "Please!" Cole begged. "You're an angel of love. You've seen how happy humans are when they are truly in love. Do you know what it's like to have that love taken from you?" Anariel stood in front of Cole, putting her hand on his cheek. "As a matter of fact, yes, I do. I was in love once too -- with a mortal, of all things!" Zafira looked at Anariel in complete shock. "Really? You?" "Yes. I loved him with every fiber of my being. Somehow, through some miracle I still don't understand, I was even able to give birth to my son." " You have a child? That's impossible!" Zafira proclaimed. "It is impossible." Anarial explained. "Beings with no souls do not give birth. Yet it still happened. I was then forced to watch my lover slowly succumb to his old age. It was painful to watch, but he insisted I let him die as a human, not be kept alive through inhuman magic. Though he may be gone, I still have my son. I seek this cure, not to preserve my life for my own benefit, but rather to protect my son. With him being half human and half angel, he is bound to attract the attention of both Heaven and Hell. Neither of which, I'm sure, would be happy with his existence."[/b][/color]
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2 Dec 2016 | 00:38
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2 Dec 2016 | 00:48
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Here
2 Dec 2016 | 01:41
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i am not missing this for anything @deejaygrin @mardiyahabdulkadirgmail-cm @teebwoy @wizd @olayintan @macrex @b-boy2 @fii-fi @oluwaferanmi @harkeem1 @excellentsmart @misterallen @captainspoonz @sirtims @Timothy @kingin55 @oma new episode
2 Dec 2016 | 02:39
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Right here! Thanks @jummybabe
2 Dec 2016 | 03:02
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thanks for making it fast....
2 Dec 2016 | 03:58
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Am Present thanks alot bae @jummybabe
2 Dec 2016 | 07:13
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How come an angel hv a son wt human? Am observing
2 Dec 2016 | 07:21
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Nyc continue
2 Dec 2016 | 08:50
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well done bro!
2 Dec 2016 | 09:12
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hmmmm......always intresting
2 Dec 2016 | 09:20
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Feed me m0re.
2 Dec 2016 | 10:36
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Hmmmm..next pls
2 Dec 2016 | 15:23
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hmmm....at last
2 Dec 2016 | 16:36
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Waiting for more
2 Dec 2016 | 20:35
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 4 Cole shed a small tear. "I'm happy for you and your son. But that too was taken from me. My wife was pregnant when she was murdered." Anariel slowly leaned in and opened her arms, hugging Cole. Despite her distrust of humans, she sympathized with him. She understood his pain of love lost. "I require a reading," Anariel demanded as she released him from her arms. "A reading?" Cole asked. "She wishes to peer into your future," Zafira said. "While your fate isn't predetermined, angels have the ability to see all the possibilities. She wants to be sure her feather isn't going to be used for some other malicious purpose. Angels... no trust at all." "When it comes to using one of my feathers for a demonic ritual, of course I have no trust." Cole nodded. "Do whatever you need." Anariel put both hands on Cole's cheeks and looked intensely into his eyes. Her pupils turned white and cloudy. The longer her eyes remained locked on his, the more Cole's head hurt, as if his brain was melting. Her hands shook fiercely. His nose bled. He felt his head might explode if she did not stop. She finally released her grip. Cole fell to the ground, completely dazed and disoriented. He wiped blood from his nose with his coat sleeve. He looked up at Anariel with blurred vision. "Are you... satisfied?" Cole asked, his breathing rapid. Anariel nodded. "That was sufficient, yes. Of all the hundreds of possibilities, none leads to misuse of my feather." "What took you so long?" Zafira asked. "It only takes a second to do a reading. You damn near killed him!" "There was a single thread I could not read." "What does that mean?" Cole asked as he got back on his feet. "I do not know for certain. However, I will take my chances and give you the feather." "Thank you!" Cole said appreciatively. "But know this, mortal: of all the hundreds of threads I read, none of them lead to a happy ending for you. If you proceed with this, you do so knowing this." Cole nodded. "I understand. This was never about my happiness. It's about justice." "Very well," Anariel said. "Now just hand over the vials of virgin's essence and pure soul's semen and our business here will be finished." "About that," Zafira said. "We don't have a 'vial' of his cum. I thought it would better if it were... fresh." Anariel looked at Zafira inquisitively. "What exactly do you have in mind?" Zafira walked up to Anariel, invading her personal space. She slid her hands inside Anariel's robe to fondle her angelic breasts. "I thought we could relive those nights we had all those centuries ago. Cole could use the, um, visual stimulation, after all." "Why not just have him fornicate with us?" she asked. Cole's eyes widened. Did he just hear her right? An invitation to fuck an angel and a succubus? At the same time?! Cole's cock was instantly hard at the mere thought of the prospect. He has been able to resist Zafira up to this point, but he did not think he could resist both of them. Zafira shook her head. "Unfortunately for him, his soul needs to remain pure." Anariel raised an eyebrow. "Why?" "Zafira can't take my soul if it remains pure," Cole answered. Anariel paused, looking confused. She then looked at Zafira who was giving her a stern glare. "I... see." Zafira moved a lock of Anariel's red hair out of her eyes and tucked it behind her pointed ear. "Besides, once you're cured, you can never do this again. Best to get it out of your system now. It will be like old times." Anariel smiled. "Old times. I do miss those nights with you from time to time. I guess this will be my way of showing my appreciation for all you've done for me. You showed me to think for myself, which eventually lead me to fall in love, and to create this sanctuary." "Cut the sentimental crap and kiss me," Zafira commanded.[/b][/color]
3 Dec 2016 | 09:29
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 5 Anariel leaned in to press her lips against Zafira's. Their kisses were soft yet energetic, like two lovers separated for years, or in this case, centuries. Anariel placed her hands on Zafira's cheeks, pulling her mouth harder into hers, nibbling her lower lip. She sucked on Zafira's long forked tongue as they caressed each other, completely enthralled by her sexy demon lover. Zafira, too, was in this moment. She pulled her red dress over her head and deftly removed Anariel's robe from her shoulders while she embraced the angel deeply, sensuously. Her hands grasped Anariel's smooth behind and pulled her now-naked divine body against her own. They held each other tightly, compressing their ample breasts between them. Cole could hardly contain himself. He watched on as the two beautiful supernatural beings explored with lips and tongues. His throbbing cock ached with mounting lust. He cursed the fact he dare not join them. That is not to say he could not still enjoy himself, now that he was aware of a few loopholes. He unzipped his fly, pulled out his stiffened cock, and stroked himself while staying safely distant. Zafira tilted her head to nuzzle and kiss and nibble at Anariel's neck. Aneriel's breathing intensified -- she felt powerless against Zafira's seductive intensity. They held each other with one arm while sneaking the other hand in between their lover's thighs. They rubbed on each other's pussy, humming together like a sinful choir. Zafira then withdrew her hands and with a sudden jerk, pulled on the back of Anariel's knees, tackling her in the bed of flowers. Never pausing from her assault, Zafira's mouth savored all of Anariel's physical being. She suckled each of Anariel's perfect pink nipples while she kneaded her hands in the soft flesh of her tits. Her head moved lower, kissing along Anariel's chest, sternum, and stomach. She then ran her tongue across the stubble of her trimmed fiery mound just above her swollen clit. "You tease!" Anariel hissed. Anariel grabbed Zafira by her horns and forced the demon's face into her impatient wet pussy. Zafira responded enthusiastically, wildly sucking on Anariel's sensitive button. Anariel's angelic voice cried out in sexual bliss, unable to contain the pleasure Zafira brought her. Anariel rocked her hips as she pulled on Zafira's demonic horns, grinding her dripping sex against Zafira's sucking mouth. Anariel gasped as she felt Zafira's snaking tongue penetrate to her heavenly core. Zafira drew back, managing to escape Anariel's tight grip on her horns. She grabbed Anariel behind the knees again and pushed them towards her chest. The angel's legs spread wide-open, gaping, inviting. Zafira leaned in to lash her tongue at Anariel's succulent pussy and then trailed lower, licking the tight velvety entrance of her back door. "You uncouth demon!" Anariel purred. Zafira giggled under her breath at Anariel's playful insult. She snaked her devilish tongue inside the angel's asshole and thumbed over Anariel's clit as she rimmed her, bringing immense pleasure to both of Anariel's holes. Anariel screamed her orgasm; jangling shockwaves shot agonizingly through her ecstatic body. Another orgasm rushed through her when Zafira abandoned her ass in favor of her soaked pussy, lapping up her nectar while sticking two fingers deep inside. Spinning her body around, Zafira climbed atop Anariel's sexy form. She planted her knees on each side of Anariel's head and slowly lowered herself to the angel's mouth. Zafira eyes rolled back; she whimpered, feeling Anariel's slithering tongue invade her hungry pussy, and aimed her mouth back between Anariel's thighs. The two moaned into each other's pussies as they savored their shared sexual essences. "This is too fucking hot!" Cole thought to himself. He pumped his engorged cock; waves of pleasure telegraphed from his eyes, burning from the overwhelming erotic vision before him, down to his aching balls and twitching toes. Zafira raised her head from between Anariel's thighs. "It is time to claim your prize, Ana." Zafira climbed off Anariel and signaled Cole to come to her. She wrapped her hand around his cock, stroking him slowly while feeling his balls with her other hand. "Mmm," Zafira hummed with a devilish grin. "You've produced quite a lot for her, haven't you? I have a big finale planned for both of you." She handed Cole the vial of virgin's essence. Zafira lay on her back in the luxuriant grass and licked her ruby lips. "Ana, sit on my face!" she ordered.[/b][/color]
3 Dec 2016 | 09:33
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Chai... This episode ehn!
3 Dec 2016 | 09:38
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 6 The angel did as her demon mistress commanded. She knelt and positioned her heavenly pussy above Zafira's hellish mouth. "Listen, Cole! When you cum, pour the virgin's essence on her." Cole stood in front of Anariel; his thick cock hung mere inches from her mouth. She grasped his shaft, hungry eyes eagerly awaiting her prize. She stroked him slowly while cooing to the exquisite pleasure coming from Zafira's tongue. "Do you like me stroking you, mortal?" Anariel asked. "Yes," he hissed. His eyes rolled blindly back into his head. Cole listened to the loud slurping sounds of Zafira's mouth on the fallen angel's pussy while Anariel pumped his cock. Anariel stroked him faster as she approached another orgasm. She screamed blissfully; her orifice flooded Zafira's face with holy juices. Watching the angel cum sent Cole over the edge. "I'm about to cum!" he moaned. Anariel quickly took her hand off Cole's throbbing cock and folded her hands together. She closed her eyes and mumbled to herself as if praying. Her hands glowed in a faint light; she spread wide her blackened angel wings; her heart sang, stronger, almost audible to mortal ears. Cole popped the lid off the vial of virgin's essence with his thumb and splashed it on Anariel at the same time his cock shot several streams of ropey cum on her face. His load landed on her lips and dribbled south, then dripped from her chin down her front, all the way to Zafira's fiercely suckling mouth. The two erotic fluids mixed and sparkled on Anariel's smooth skin. Within moments, Anariel's wings glowed as if on fire. The glow slowly died; the blackness of her wings flaked off like fresh ash, revealing glistening white feathers underneath. The cure had worked. Anariel stood. She slowly turned her head, looking at her new wings. "I... I don't believe it." "I told you it would work!" Zafira boasted. She stood and brushed charred ash from her skin. Anariel hugged Cole. "Thank you," she said with utmost sincerity. Cole's mind tried to return to Earth. His blood still rushed to the wrong head as the angel held him in her warm embrace. He had just cum on an angel's face and she was thankful for it! Cole wondered how many mortals, or otherwise, could make such a boast. "Ahem!" Zafira coughed. "We'll be taking one of your feathers now." Anariel released Cole. "Very well." She extended a wing. With a pained expression on her face and a hard tug, she plucked a feather and handed it to Cole. Cole gazed at the white feather in his hand. This was it -- the last object they needed. Soon, he would have his answers. He tucked the feather inside his coat pocket, and then remembered to also stash his half-erect cock back in his trousers. Anariel stood in front of Zafira. "Thank you for everything. I will pray for your safety, but you must never return. I have an image to uphold and I can't have demons or angels seeking a safe haven here, thinking they can get away with killing others as you have." "I don't need your prayers or your sanctuary," Zafira said with a smile. "Honestly, I would have never returned, but I had no one else to turn to for this. Besides, it would be a shame if you fell for my seductive ways again." Cole watched as Zafira the succubus and Anariel the angel embraced each other in a gentle hug, not as lovers, but seemingly as bitter old friends. "I will send you both back to Chicago." Anariel stepped away from Zafira and extended her arm. Her open palm drew in magical light; with a slight gesture, a glowing orb took form. She drew back her arm and, with a twist of her wrist, threw the mystic globule. The orb shattered against thin air with a loud crackle and muted flash. A dimensional gateway appeared where the orb of light dissipated. Zafira and Cole walked to the gateway. Cole stepped through first; Zafira lagged behind. "Good bye, Anariel," she smiled over her shoulder. Anariel smiled back; her eyes glowed. "Good bye, Zafira." The gateway closed with finality behind the succubus.[/b][/color]
3 Dec 2016 | 09:39
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hmmmm.....so lets watch and see wat the succubus got in mind
3 Dec 2016 | 11:59
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Next
3 Dec 2016 | 14:05
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hmmmn.....
3 Dec 2016 | 14:40
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~'"next"'~
3 Dec 2016 | 14:56
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Cole u should think abt wat d angel said wen she looked into ur future
3 Dec 2016 | 17:02
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 7 Zafira materialized back at the abandoned factory. Several hours had passed since their departure for Purgatory. Morning had arrived, evident by a rising sun peeking through cracks in boarded-up windows. "Well, that certainly was fun, wasn't it?" Zafira said, smiling at Cole. "You could say that," Cole chuckled. "So, what happens now?" "Now we rest. Tonight, I'll use the items we gathered to perform the ritual." "Rest? How could I possibly rest now?" "Let me rephrase; I need to rest. Such a ritual is very taxing, even for me." Zafira opened two portals with her hands, one leading to her lair and the other to Cole's apartment. "I will come for you when I'm ready." Zafira disappeared into one the magical portals. Cole stepped through the other, uncertain of what tonight would bring. The time: early afternoon. Cole tossed and turned in his bed for what felt like an eternity. He tried to rest as Zafira suggested, but his mind flooded with anxiety, uncertainty, dread, even a little fear. He had come this far, and if Zafira delivered on her promise, he would know exactly what happened to Maria in a matter of hours. Cole also thought about the journey getting here. To think, not long ago, he had no clue of the existence of demons or angels. Now they were his everyday companions. He reminisced his time with Zafira. How they met; the 'fun' they had in the shower and with Stacy and Anariel; the 'not quite as fun' times in the park and in Penny's apartment. While not always pleasant, those were among the most vivid moments of his life, and no matter what happened tonight, he could never forget. Cole found himself unable to sleep. He drifted into his kitchen, made a pot of too-bitter coffee, and sat at the table piled high with Maria's case files. He sifted through the files and photos one last time, more to pass the time than make headway. He had wasted too much time like this already. If only he had met Zafira sooner... Hours passed inexorably. Cole became stir-crazy and impatient the later it got. Sunset encased the apartment windows in darkness. Cole retrieved the jar containing the priest Gabriel's heart from the refrigerator, along with the vial of virgin's essence, and the angel feather. He eased into his living-room couch and placed the items on the coffee table, compulsively staring at them as he awaited Zafira's arrival. Cole's heartbeat skipped at the familiar noise of his walls vibrating. She had finally arrived! A glowing gateway appeared in his living room and admitted the superbly sexy succubus Zafira, dressed in her short black summer dress, knee high boots, thigh high stockings, and leather jacket. "It's about time!" Cole growled impatiently.[/b][/color]
4 Dec 2016 | 01:25
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 8 "I needed the rest," she yawned, staring at the coffee table. "I see you're ready to go." "Yes. So, what's going to happen? Anything I should know about?" Zafira sat on the couch next to him. She crossed her legs languidly. "It's quite simple, really. I perform the ritual and you ask Maria who killed her." "What?!" Cole shouted. "Ask her? Maria? She's dead! You said yourself she was gone no matter what." "Yes, that's true. Since she's gone our ritual will bring her back." Cole looked at Zafira with contempt. "Do you mean to tell me, after all this time, this ritual is to desecrate my wife's grave and resurrect her from the dead?" "You're over-thinking things," Zafira laughed. "Let me be clear: we're not 'resurrecting' anyone. Not even an Aspect could accomplish such a feat." Zafira turned to Cole and grabbed his hands. "Look. When Maria died, her soul became one with the planet. Over time, a soul will separate into smaller and smaller fragments until nothing is left. Fortunately, Maria's death wasn't that long ago, so her energy hasn't dissipated yet. This ritual will summon those fragments back together to form an apparition we can speak to." "By apparition you mean... ghost?" Zafira nodded. "More or less, yes." Cole collected his thoughts. "Will it... will it really be her?" "Yes. However, you won't have much time to get the information you require. The ritual consumes the soul energy of the one summoned at an accelerated rate. I estimate five to ten minutes before she's gone forever." Cole's heart ached at the thought of 'gone forever'. It would be goodbye forever this time. In the back of his mind, Cole wondered if he would have the strength to see her fade into nothingness. Zafira stood from the couch. "Are you ready? We need to go where she is buried, so I will let you drive us there." Cole collected the reagents from the coffee table. "Before we go -- I just wanted to say thank you, for everything." Zafira shook her head. "You may not be thanking me after tonight." He looked at her, puzzled. "Why?" Zafira paused. "Nothing. Sometimes ignorance is bliss." ***** A dour rain pounded them on the drive to Evergreen Cemetery where Maria's body was buried. Cole and Zafira stepped from his car and walked through soggy grass to Maria's grave, their path occasionally illuminated by bright flashes of lightning. "Is this storm going to be a problem?" Cole asked, pulling his trench coat over his head. Zafira was completely unconcerned with the storm. Her long hair and thin black dress, completely soaked, blew wildly in the savage wind. "Actually, it will be beneficial. Lightning will hide our presence here. How much further?" "It's just over there," Cole pointed. The storm's fury mounted. They stood before the headstone marked "Maria Harvey". Fierce gusts slashed at Cole's clothing as if some cautionary force was trying to warn him away. He braced against the storm, lest he tumble over from the wind's wicked power. Zafira knelt to gather the pile of dead flowers Cole had left and toss them to the wind. "Let's get started, shall we?" Cole nodded. "What do you want me to do?" "First, I need you to place your wedding ring on the headstone." "My wedding ring?" he protested." Zafira scowled through her wet blowing hair. "I require something with a strong emotional attachment to her. Your ring is the obvious choice. Without it, we cannot proceed." Cole gazed at the ring on his finger, the symbol of the happiest moment in his life. He briefly pondered over how much he had to give up in order to find the answers he desperately sought. This was all that was left of her. "Cole. The ring," Zafira demanded. Making his decision, he slowly twisted the ring from his finger and placed it on the headstone. "Good. Now hand me the heart." Following her instructions, Cole handed over the small jar that contained Gabriel's heart. She unscrewed the tight lid and held the raw bloody organ in her left hand. It seemed to smoke slightly. Zafira chanted demonic words. Her bloody hand glowed in a faint purple light. As she channeled her magic, she squeezed the heart, drawing a pentagram-like symbol on the ground with congealed blood. The blood eerily stayed in place, never washing away despite the fierce storm. "Now, the feather and the essence," Zafira commanded, holding out her demanding right hand. Cole passed her the items. Zafira grasped the vial in her bloody hand and dipped the angel's feather in the virgin's essence with the other. The feather sparkled and shone brightly, illuminating the dark cemetery in uncanny light. Holding the feather high, Zafira shouted more demonic verses as loud thunderbolts crackled.[/b][/color]
4 Dec 2016 | 01:28
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 9 Then, silence. She released the feather. It swayed slowly towards the ground, defying the gusting winds beating at Cole and Zafira's faces. When the angel's feather touched the blood- soaked ground, the symbol she had drawn instantly sprouted flames as if the feather were a lit match and the blood were gasoline. The bright blaze burned with the intensity of Hell itself; rain droplets turned to steam long before reaching the glow. Zafira stood in the flames and held her fist high. She channeled simmering power into her bloody glowing hand. And, with a final abhorrent shout, she slammed her fist into the ground with such force it knocked Cole off his feet, sending him several feet backwards. When Cole climbed out of the mud, only a gentle rainfall remained as the fierce storm subsided. The flames from the ritual were gone, leaving a charred symbol with a small crater in the center. Cole walked to Zafira. The demoness was on her knees, panting heavily, shaking dizzily. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Yes," she huffed, out of breath. The ritual obviously took a lot of energy from her. "Is it done? I don't see anything." "Give it... a moment." He stood in the now gentle rain while Zafira caught her breath. Several minutes passed -- and no ghost. Zafira sensed Cole's nervousness. She stood beside him and folded her hand into his. "Be patient," she said, squeezing his hand. He appreciated Zafira's attempt to comfort him. Her slender hand fit perfectly in his. Several more minutes passed. Cole's faith in the ritual started to fade. Has all this work been for nothing?. Just when all of Cole's hope was lost, he saw a small light floating in the air. At first he thought it was a firefly, but the greenish hue of the light suggested otherwise. Several more appeared from all directions: the dark sky, the trees, even the muddy ground. Before long, Cole and Zafira were completely surrounded in a swarm of these pale green orbs, all seemingly gathering at the epicenter of Zafira's ritual. The tiny lights swirled in a vortex, collecting together. They formed a larger orb that glowed so brightly Cole had to turn his head. The light faded. Cole turned back around to behold the faintly glowing image of a naked blonde woman who floated just above the ground. He recognized that figure. "Maria?" Cole called out. "Cole?" the semi-transparent woman spoke in an ethereal voice, "Is that you?" Cole released Zafira's hand and darted for the ghostly specter. He stopped in front of her and smiled, unable to believe that his wife was once again with him. He quickly realized it was not all of her when his hand passed through her as if she was nothing but air. "Yes, it's me Maria. I've missed you so much!" "Where am I? Am I really..." Cole hung his head low, unable to look at her after such a question. "You're at Evergreen Cemetery." "I see. So I'm really dead." Tears formed in Cole's eyes. "I'm so sorry Maria. I wasn't there to protect you. You were so good to me and-" "Don't blame yourself Cole," Maria interrupted. "You know as well as anyone that these things happen, you see it all the time being a detective. There was nothing you could have done to prevent it." "I still should have been there! I could have-" "Ahem," Zafira coughed loudly, interrupting the conversation. "Oh! Who's your lady friend?" Maria asked. "I am the demon who summoned you, spirit," Zafira said coldly. "Demon?!" Maria yelled. "Cole! What is the meaning of all this? What are you doing with a demon?!"[/b][/color]
4 Dec 2016 | 01:38
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Next
4 Dec 2016 | 02:36
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Hehe... Maria dislikes demons.
4 Dec 2016 | 03:36
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still observing.......
4 Dec 2016 | 05:49
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cole ur emotions go waste ur time....
4 Dec 2016 | 05:49
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:s :b
4 Dec 2016 | 10:44
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problem don come
4 Dec 2016 | 10:47
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Am just observing Cole
4 Dec 2016 | 12:49
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behind u
4 Dec 2016 | 14:43
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Wow!!!
4 Dec 2016 | 16:31
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Following keenly
4 Dec 2016 | 17:22
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 10 Cole frowned, tears running down his cheeks. "There are so many things I want to talk to you about, but we haven't much time. You've been dead for two years now and I've not brought the person who did this to you to justice. I've tried everything, sacrificing everything but my soul. I failed you while you were alive; this is my last chance at redemption." "Cole, you don't have to do this." Cole looked at Maria with a fierce expression. "Maria, please tell me what happened that night." Maria turned her back to Cole. After a long pause, she finally spoke. "I can't." "You can't?!" Cole shouted. "Why not? Give me something to go on! A description, an accent, hair color, anything !" Cole noticed that even though Maria was only a ghost now, she was still capable of feeling emotion. She sobbed to herself, conflicted on what to do. She finally turned to him. "I can't because I don't want to hurt you." "Hurt me? How?" Maria hesitated. "That night, I was waiting for you to get home. I heard a knock on the door, thinking it was you, but it was someone else. Someone you know." Cole's blood boiled. "Someone I know? Who?" Maria stayed silent, unable to look at him. "Maria! There isn't much time! Who was it?!" Cole shouted. She turned to him. "F-Frank Wallace." Cole instantly saw red, pacing back and forth. Frank? Frank?! This entire time the son-of-a- bitch was right under his nose?! Unthinkable! How could he have missed it? The case! Frank was in charge of her case! He's been covering things up since the beginning! Now that he has Clair in custody, he thinks he can get away with his crime forever. Zafira stepped forward. "That isn't all, is it, Maria?" "Isn't all of what?" Cole said through his clenched teeth. "What are you talking about?" Maria stayed silent, sobbing amongst herself. "Tell him!" Zafira shouted at her. Maria shook her head. "Don't make me do this, please!" "Tell him! He deserves to know!" Zafira demanded. "Tell me what?" Cole inquired, looking at Maria. Maria wept heavily. "The baby," she whimpered, "was his." Cole was struck dumb. Nothing in the universe could have prepared him for those words. It was not believable. No way would Maria cheat on him, and with Frank of all people. Impossible! Cole laughed maniacally. "I get it now, Zafira! This isn't Maria. This is one hell of a cruel joke you played on me. The game is over." Zafira looked Cole in the eyes, her expression one of complete sympathy. "That is Maria, Cole. She speaks the truth. Whether you choose to accept reality is up to you." "When I found out I was pregnant," Maria explained, "I took a strand of your hair to have a paternity test performed. When I found out the results were negative, I didn't know what to do. When Frank showed up that night, I told him about the baby and that it was his. He became furious, dragged me up the stairs, and tied me to the bed. After that, I only remember pain, gunshots, and then everything went black." Cole's mind filled with rage, replaying that night's events in his head. The moment the sick fuck found out she was pregnant, he decided to kill her, but not before raping her first. He raped her, shot her twice in the stomach, then ended her life with a shot to the head. Being a detective himself, Frank knew he could use ammonia to corrupt any DNA samples of his sperm, which he found plenty of in the cleaning solution under the bathroom sink. "How did you know she wasn't telling me everything? Did you know about this the whole fucking time?!" "Not the whole time," Zafira explained. "I stumbled upon it completely by accident when we went after Antonio Santana. Antonio and several police officers including Frank are on the payroll of that sex trade organization you've been tracking. You were getting too close to bringing their empire down like a house of cards. Antonio, who was Travis Dunham's right hand man, tasked Frank with the duty of keeping tabs on you and, if need be, eliminate you. He came for you that night but instead was met by Maria, who then told him about the pregnancy. After the murder, Frank told Antonio everything. They planned to pin your murder on Markus anyway, so pinning Maria's death on him made no difference. It gave them a clean getaway. That is, until you got me involved." Cole's anger mounted. "You knew this and didn't tell me? Why didn't you fucking tell me Zafira?!"[/b][/color]
4 Dec 2016 | 17:39
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 11 "Would you have believed me if I tried?!" Zafira shouted back. "You needed to see this for yourself, to follow through with it to the very end." Cole felt a level of betrayal he never knew was possible. The void in his heart quickly filled with infinite vengeful rage. "Why Maria?" Cole pleaded. "Why would you do this to me? To us?" "I never meant to hurt you Cole. I loved you! But you were always on the job and I was very lonely at times. I would try to reach out to you, but your work always seemed more important than me. You rarely paid attention to me anymore. In the midst of my depression, I was seduced by Frank's charms. He made me feel desired and wanted, taking me out to lunch several times while you were at work. He later kissed me. It felt so wrong -- but I was too starved for attention that it didn't seem to matter. I couldn't resist making love to him time and time again. I tried to stop, but I was too weak." Cole brushed away his tears. "Nothing was more important than you. I would have given up my career to make you happy. I've been through hell, risking certain death, just to be able to talk to you like this. I've been lost without you and now I find out that my whole life has been nothing but a lie!" "Cole! Wait! I-" Maria was out of time. The particles that made up Maria's spirit once again separated in a bright flash. The tiny orbs scattered throughout the cemetery then fizzled into nothingness. Cole turned his back. "Good-bye Maria. May you rest in peace." "Where are you going?" Zafira asked as Cole stormed past her. Cole gave no reply. He rushed to his car, driven by hatred so intense it had consumed him. Intending to finish what he began, he sped off, leaving Zafira behind. ***** Cole parked his car a few blocks from Frank's suburban home. He reached into his glovebox and retrieved his service revolver. After making sure it was fully loaded, he walked through the neighborhood to Frank's house. Peering through the front living room window, he saw Frank sitting on his couch, cheering at the basketball game on his TV. Frank seemed alone. Perfect. Cole walked up Frank's porch and knocked on the front door with the pistol concealed in his pocket. He knocked several times, and again, before Frank finally opened the door. "Cole? Jesus man, you're soaked! What are you doing here?" Seeing the man who ruined his life face-to-face instantly transformed Cole's usual cool-headed demeanor into that of a crazed madman. He pulled out his revolver, pointing it at Frank's forehead. "Back inside. Now!" Cole commanded. "What the fuck are you doing?!" Frank shouted, retreating backwards into his house. Cole shut the door behind him. "Did you really think I wouldn't figure it all out?" Frank looked at Cole, confused, "What the hell are you talking about? You've completely lost it, Cole!" Cole's free hand struck Frank's nose with full force, making a loud crunch of knuckles hitting cartilage. "No more lies!" he said, striking him again, sending Frank to the floor. With his revolver pointed down at Frank, he spoke with steely fury. "I know everything, you piece of shit! About your involvement in the sex trade, you fucking my wife in my own bed, and you raping and murdering her!" Frank looked at Cole with utter shock. "I'm impressed." He wiped blood from his face. "How'd you figure it all out?" Cole sent a hearty kick straight to Frank's ribs. " How, is of no consequence." Frank groaned. "I suppose not. Much like it is of no consequence keeping secrets anymore. I should have killed you when I had the chance, but no, Maria had to botch everything by getting knocked up. For a while, killing her turned out to be just as good. You were too busy moping to continue your investigations. But it seems you can't just let sleeping dogs lie." Frank smiled sardonically. "I will admit -- she was a fine piece of ass. She would cum time and time again as if she hadn't gotten off a day in her life. For all I know, maybe she hadn't. She was way out of your league. It took a real man to please her." Cole kicked Frank again. He pressed his foot down on the side of Frank's head with all his might. "Real men don't rape or murder women." Frank cackled amid his pain. "So what do you plan to do, huh? Arrest me? Good luck trying to explain this broken nose in court." Cole pulled the hammer back on his revolver and put the barrel directly against Frank's temple. "Now isn't the time to be smug, you arrogant prick!" Frank laughed, "Go ahead, do it. I doubt you have the balls, though. And even if you do, either our fellow policemen or my organization will find you." Cole pressed the barrel hard against Frank's skull. His hand shook from the anger and adrenaline coursing through his veins. In the beginning, he was content with justice; but now, only vengeance would suffice. His tightening finger on the trigger stopped when he heard a woman's voice.[/b][/color]
4 Dec 2016 | 17:44
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 12 "Think about what you're doing, Cole," Zafira said as she stepped through the front door. "You stay out of this, Zafira!" Cole shouted. Frank's eyes peered up at Zafira. "Who the fuck are you?" His face flashed ghost-white when he saw Zafira's eyes glow bright red. His hand scooted across the floor against his will and stopped in front of his face. Slowly his index finger extended then instantly bent backwards on its own with a chilling sound of snapping bone. Frank screamed with agonizing pain. "That's who the fuck I am," Zafira replied coldly. "I told you to stay out of this!" Cole said over his shoulders. Zafira shrugged. "By all means; kill him if you want to. Just do so knowing that you're committing wrath, the worst sin of all. Your soul will become corrupt and we both know what that means." Cole grew tired of Zafira's games. He stood above Frank, his gun pointed at the dirty cop's head. He knew his future was forfeit if he killed him. If Zafira did not take his life and soul, the CPD would surely catch him, or the fuckers behind the sex trade. He had nothing left to live for. No family. A job he used to believe in that now was full of corruption. Maria was his life, and it had been fraudulent. All Cole had was this moment. "Fuck being pure." Cole closed his eyes and squeezed the trigger, and again, and again. The sound of the gunfire was amplified by the small confines of Frank's living room. The rapturous sound of vengeance was music to Cole's mad ears. With a deep sigh, Cole opened his eyes to gaze upon the aftermath of his revenge. To his surprise, there was no triumphant red mist. No satisfying silence. No dead body. Instead, the slugs he fired hovered in mid-air, frozen in time inches from Frank's eyes. "I can't let you do that, Cole," Zafira said with an extended arm, holding the bullets in place. "God damn it! No! Let me have this, Zafira!" Infuriated, Cole pressed the barrel of his gun against Frank's temple. He tried pulling the trigger, but it was stuck, just like the bullets. "No! Fucking die!" Cole shouted, tossing his gun to the side. Cole's mind fell into complete madness. His anger overflowed with the fiery passion of a thousand suns. He punched Frank's face over and over again, beating him mercilessly. Zafira pulled Cole off Frank and held him tightly. "Let me go!" Cole demanded. "Not until you calm yourself! You're hurting, I get that, but I won't stand here and watch you damn yourself in a fit of rage." Cole struggled. "Why the fuck do you care?" Zafira released him and spun him around. Her eyes locked on his. "Because you were right. You are more to me than just a plaything." Her words struck him to his very soul, snapping him out of his psychosis. "You... mean that?" Zafira smiled, "Yes, I mean it. I deal in seduction, not lies. Remember? You are the closest thing to a friend I've ever had." She held Cole in her arms again, this time not as tight. "Let me take care of him," she whispered in his ear.[/b][/color]
4 Dec 2016 | 17:48
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WHICH WOMANS VOICE???? ABI NA PENNY OR WETIN??
4 Dec 2016 | 17:54
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AHH SUCCUBUS DEY FALL IN LOVE???
4 Dec 2016 | 17:58
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[color=blue][b]MY DEAR READERS I WANT TO THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR FOLLOWING THIS STORY SO FAR THOUGH IT HAS BEEN A LONG RIDE AS I SAID AT THE BEGINNING I AM NOT THE OWNER OF THE STORY AFTER READING I DECIDED TO SHARE WITH YOU GUYS "I DON'T TAKE SOMEONE ELSE'S GLORY" I HAVE BEEN OFFERED ADMISSION AND I WILL NOT BE CHANCED TO POST OR CONTINUE WITH THE STORY UNTIL I AM DONE WITH REGISTRATION AND CLEARANCE. PLEASE BEAR WITH ME BUT IF BY CHANCE I AM CHANCED I WILL POST AT LEAST TWO EPISODE THANKS FOR YOUR UNDERSTANDING[/b][/color]
4 Dec 2016 | 18:01
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OK OOOO.......U DO WELL @DANCO4REAL
4 Dec 2016 | 18:18
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Cole she is deeply into you... More than being hungry and finding a corrupted soul to feed on
4 Dec 2016 | 18:50
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No problem... whenever you are chance try to post as you promised
4 Dec 2016 | 18:52
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Congrats.
5 Dec 2016 | 00:49
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congrats @danco4real Zafira in love
5 Dec 2016 | 02:19
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Congrat bro.... Nice story
5 Dec 2016 | 03:55
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Congrats on your admission
5 Dec 2016 | 04:39
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Congrats...
5 Dec 2016 | 06:44
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Cole allow her take care of d bastard
5 Dec 2016 | 07:48
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congrat
5 Dec 2016 | 10:46
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Hmmmm
5 Dec 2016 | 11:33
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next
5 Dec 2016 | 13:07
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 13 Cole looked at her with tear-filled eyes. "I want him to suffer, not have the pleasant send-off you have in mind." Zafira wiped a tear from Cole's cheek. "Do you remember what I told you when you asked what happens when I take a soul?" "Yeah. You consume their energy until nothing is left. So?" "The process takes a very long time. Imagine being trapped in a cell for decades with no way out. In the cell, insects slowly eat away at your body, stinging and chewing at your flesh. Even when you're nothing but bones, they continue to chew at you, and you feel every bite. That is precisely what it's like when I consume a soul." Cole envisioned what Zafira's scenario would feel like. It was not vicious enough, in his opinion. Still, it was far worse than anything he could do to Frank. "Besides," Zafira smirked, "who said anything about a 'pleasant' send-off?" He did not know what she had in mind, but Cole knew from the wicked look on her face that it would be far from pleasant. "Fine," Cole grumbled. He knelt down and grabbed Frank by his bloody collar. "Enjoy your stay in Hell!" "Fuck you!" Frank mumbled through his swollen, bloodied mouth. After one last punch to Frank's battered face, Cole stood, leaving him to his fate. Zafira's eyes glowed red as she waved her hands. Frank was levitated in mid-air and then engulfed by a portal that quickly closed, removing him from the room. "Where did he go?" Cole asked. "My lair. This place is inadequate for my plans." Zafira turned to Cole. "Go home. You do not want to see what happens next. I'll come to your apartment the moment I'm finished." "Just make him suffer," Cole said coldly. Zafira summoned a portal. "Promise me you'll wait for me at your apartment." Cole nodded. "I promise." Zafira smiled. She stepped through the magical portal, leaving Cole to his grim thoughts. Cole's tormented mind had plenty to digest. He left Frank's house for his apartment. He would wait for Zafira as he promised. ***** The magical gateway disappeared above Frank; he fell to the floor. He looked around, unsure of where he was or how exactly he got here. He had to find a way out, and fast. Before he could get his bearings, Stacy, the red skinned devilkin, pounced on Frank and sank her razor sharp teeth into his arm. "I see you've met my pet," Zafira giggled over Frank's screams as she entered the room. "Help! Somebody help me!" he cried out. "No one will hear you. This place is sealed by magic; no way in or out without my approval." Zafira snapped her fingers. Stacy released Frank and heeled at her Mistress' side like an obedient Doberman. Frank struggled to move, writhing on the floor. Zafira extended her arm with an open palm. Frank rose off the floor and gravitated to Zafira's hand, his throat docking in her firm grip. She examined him clinically. "You look appalling. Cole did a fine job on your face. I'm sure he would have beaten you to death if I hadn't stepped in." "What are you? What is he to you? Whatever he's paying you, I can pay more. I know people, important people. I can get whatever you want. It's yours -- just let me go!" "Cole is very special. I have spent centuries looking for someone like him. Nothing you have is more valuable than him." Zafira released her grip. Frank flew through the air towards the back wall of her lair. He slammed against the wall with a loud thud, helplessly pinned. Clothes shredded away from his body with a wave of Zafira's hand as if his garments were only wrapping paper. Then, leather straps sprang to life, binding his wrists and ankles. "Comfy?" Zafira asked, curling her lips in a vicious smile. "Wha- What are you going to do to me?" Zafira sashayed to the wall and gripped Frank's quivering chin. "First, I can't have you looking like this. Don't mistake this as an act of kindness or mercy. I want your body pristine so that I can admire my handiwork when I'm through with you."[/b][/color]
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 14 Frank was not sure what she meant but he was certain it was not good. He watched the demoness put her palms together and murmur beneath her breath. Her hands glowed with pale light. She touched his cheeks. Bruises, gashes, and the broken nose miraculously healed within seconds. Even the index finger she broke earlier was back to it's original condition. "Now I must dress properly for this occasion." Zafira opened the armoire beside her bed. She tossed her leather jacket on the bed and stripped off her rain-soaked black dress; her beautiful bare backside was clearly visible to Frank. She bent over, sorting through the armoire's bottom drawer. Frank felt an instinctive twitch in his loins as he viewed Zafira's perfectly shaped ass and glistening peach. Zafira found what she was looking for. She sat on the edge of her bed and shucked off her knee-high boots. She reached into the drawer for a tangle of black patent leather and small steel chains. She wrapped a collar around her neck and donned a patent-leather bustier with an open bust; her large round tits protruded aggressively. The chains acted as shoulder straps when hooked to the collar. She laced up her matching thigh-high boots with steel-spiked heels and paired them with leather gloves that rose past her elbows. Finally, she secured her long raven colored hair in a tight ponytail. Zafira stood. She glanced in a mirror and marveled at herself. "Ah! Feels good to be back in this outfit. Been far too long since I've tortured a human." Frank swallowed hard when he heard the word 'tortured'. Despite abstractly knowing of his impending doom, Frank could not help himself -- he sported a painfully-full erection at the sight of the dangerously sexy Zafira. Zafira walked back to Frank. She grabbed one of her bullwhips off the wall and cracked it against the floor. She wrapped the whip around Frank's neck, tightening it around his throat like a noose while firmly gripping his straining cock with her other hand. "All your life you've been the dominator when it came to sex. That's why you became involved in the sex trade in the first place, isn't it? So you could act out your sadistic pleasures on helpless women, yes? Isn't it strangely ironic how the roles are now reversed? You will do everything that I say, when and how I say it, or your death will be slow and agonizing." Zafira stood back a few feet. Frank's eyes widened as she uncoiled her whip. With a quick jerk of her arm and a flick of the wrist the whip snapped across Frank's naked chest. "Oww, fuck!" he screamed. His bare skin beaded with cold sweat from the savage sting. Zafira smiled wickedly. Oh, she relished the sound of his torment! The whip came across his chest again with a louder crack, followed by an even louder anguished scream. With each lash Zafira became more and more aroused, filling the room with her sweet-smelling pheromones. Each moment of his anguish was like erotic pillow talk to her. She whipped him until his chest was covered in weeping red welts. The pain overwhelmed Frank to the verge of unconsciousness. Zafira held out her hand and released his bonds, sending Frank tumbling to the floor. "Come over here," Zafira demanded. Frank could barely move. His body stung with every move he made as he hunched up to his hands and knees. "Now!" Zafira shouted as she lashed his back with the whip. Frank whimpered as he crawled toward Zafira. She gently flicked the whip at him; it wrapped around his neck like a leash. Frank gained a little speed as Zafira tugged on the whip, choking him towards her. He stopped at her feet. "Lick!" she commanded. Unsure of what exactly she meant, Frank stuck his tongue out, grazing the toe of her boot. "Like you love it!" Zafira corrected, pulling on the whip. Frank licked the toe and sides of both boots with long full licks. Zafira lifted her right leg, sticking the steel heel into Frank's mouth. He sucked on her heel enthusiastically; he did not want it jammed down his throat, or worse. She lifted her heel from his mouth and slammed it to the ground. "Very good. Now, higher." His tongue ran up the sides of her boots, occasionally kissing and suckling at the smooth leather. He continued past her knee, licking her inner thighs. "Higher," she jerked. Frank's tongue met the bare flesh above Zafira's boots. Further up he went, his nose grazing her demonic nethers. He felt his engorged cock twitch as he inhaled her scent heavily, helplessly. She grabbed his head with a fist full of hair and pulled him away. "Suck!"[/b][/color]
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 15 Zafira smothered Frank's face into her hungry pussy. He sucked on her swollen button and drank of her, unable to breathe. The sweet taste and smell drove him wild; he all but forgot the crisis at hand. Her hands held him mercilessly in place, not allowing him to draw a single breath. Dizziness set in. Just as he was about to pass out, Zafira released him. Frank gasped for air, his face covered in her Hellish juices. "You're not done!" Zafira scolded. Taking the whip between her legs, Zafira pulled on it from over her shoulder, winching Frank's face back to her pussy. "Suck my pussy! No air until you make me cum!" The whip choked the remaining life from Frank as he suckled Zafira's clit with a newfound desperation. Her flavorful nectar melded with his strangled anoxia -- an irresistible appetizer. He inserted fingers into her, hoping the added stimulation would send her over the edge before his lungs gave out. He sucked and jabbed in and out of her rapidly, clinging to his last ounce of oxygen. His efforts paid off. Zafira let out a blaring screech as she orgasmed. She loosened her grip on the whip, allowing Frank to breathe as he tumbled to the floor. "That was satisfactory," Zafira declared, "but you're not done sucking. Stacy! Fetch my toy!" The red skinned devilkin grinned wickedly as she strolled to the back wall where all Zafira's 'toys' hung. She knew exactly what her mistress desired; the ten-inch strap-on dildo. Stacy returned to her mistress with the strap hanging from her mouth. She knelt before Zafira and help slide the toy up her mistress's leather covered legs, securing it in place over her mound. "Good girl!" Zafira said, patting Stacy on the head. She glared at Frank. "Now then. Suck!" Frank was hesitant. He never sucked a cock before, real or otherwise. Not even a homosexual thought in his life. He was not left with much choice. It was either do it, or be made to do it. He opened his mouth slowly and closed his eyes. "That's it, you whore. Suck my toy cock!" The dildo entered Frank's mouth. He lightly sucked on the head, then licked down the shaft. "I said suck it!" Zafira grabbed the back of his head and pushed him down the length of her toy, making him gag. She then pulled his head away, giving him a chance to clear his throat before shoving the dildo back in his mouth. He sucked more enthusiastically the second time, bobbing his head up and down. She thrust her hips, jabbing at the back of his throat. "Keep sucking. Stacy, be a good girl and prep him." Frank could not focus on what 'prep' meant; his abused throat was stuffed with plastic cock. As he sucked, he felt something wet and wiggling moving on his asshole. He realized it was Stacy's long demonic tongue. Her rimming of his tight hole felt surprisingly good; very fucking good! Her tongue slithered past his outer ring, darting in and out of him. Frank's pheromone-fogged mind released his inhibitions. He actually enjoyed sucking this plastic dick and having his asshole played with. Frank stroked his own cock as the two demons made him their filthy fuck-slut. "I see you're enjoying yourself now. Time for the big finish!" Zafira moved backward and stretched her arm out. Frank was raised and suspended in mid-air, his back parallel to the floor. His arms were painfully stretched out to his sides by glowing purple magical chains that sprang from the walls. His legs, vertical and spread, were also bound by more chains that dropped from the ceiling. Zafira walked between his legs, resting the tip of her toy against his back entrance. "You raped Maria before you killed her. It's only fitting that I do the same to you." Zafira's horns, wings, and tail sprouted from her sexy body, preparing to feed. "Wait! No!" Frank cried out in terror at the sight of her demonic figure while he struggled against his bindings. Zafira ignored his plea, stabbing through Frank's tight asshole with her plastic cock. She made no attempt to be gentle. She speared his ass savagely, as rough and painful as she possibly could, grabbing his legs for leverage. Frank cried in vain, begging for a mercy that would never come. She drove into him with long fast strokes, making sure he felt every inch each and every time. Before long, the pain turned to numbness and even perverse masochistic joy as Frank submitted to Zafira's demonic will. Each time the head of her cock brushed against the thin wall by Frank's prostate, he felt immense pleasure he had never experienced. His cock grew, standing tall, announcing his definite liking of what she was doing to him. Zafira looked down at Stacy, who lay on the floor playing with her pussy. "You want to have some fun too, Stacy?" Stacy excitedly nodded her head. "Very well, help yourself." Stacy quickly stood. She straddled Frank's head and squatted her molten hot pussy onto his mouth. Frank mumbled loudly into her dripping blistering sex while Zafira continued to vigorously fuck his asshole. He could not breathe, and her juices scalded his face. Stacy enjoyed suffocating him. She mewled pleasurably and ground her pussy into his helpless face. The devilkin leaned forward and coiled her unnaturally long tongue around Frank's throbbing cock. Her serpent tongue stroked him, covering his cock in her saliva. "Time to finish this!" Zafira declared.[/b][/color]
8 Dec 2016 | 11:16
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 16 Stacy climbed off Frank; her lengthy tongue was still attached to his pole. He was very close to cumming, but Stacy's tight grip delayed his release like a too-tight cock ring. Zafira pulled her strap-on out of Frank's anus and perched her mouth above his member. "You don't deserve to die inside my pussy. Hell, you don't deserve to die in my mouth, Frank. But alas, your life ends now." "Please! Don't kill me!" he begged. His cry for mercy fell on deaf ears. Zafira swallowed his cock all the way to Stacy's tongue-grip of the base. The succubus vacuumed him with demonic strength, drawing vast amounts of blood to the tip of his dick. Her suction was painfully intense, but not enough to stop Frank's final orgasm. When Zafira snapped her fingers, Stacy's tongue let go, releasing a flood of Frank's cum into Zafira's mouth. She ingested everything; his cum, his life force, his soul. Frank felt his very being separate from his shriveled form. He was drawn inside Zafira's unholy body, tumbling inside a giant black vortex, flipping and flying helplessly through the void. His ears burned and bled from the roaring sound of countless souls screaming in agony. The darkness that was now his prison took the shape of millions of flying red-eyed serpents. The creatures latched on to Frank with razor sharp teeth, seemingly leaving no wound -- but their bite stung far worse than Zafira's whip. He struggled in vain against them, desperately trying to escape the intolerable swarm of evil. He realized this was only the beginning of his torment when he caught a glimpse of someone familiar: Travis Dunham, the owner of the club at the heart of the sex-trade ring. His ethereal body was chewed almost in half, leaving him in ceaseless pain. They made eye contact with each other for a brief moment. Travis then said something that sent Frank's mind hurtling into the deepest pit of despair. "They never stop!" ***** Cole sat on the edge of his couch in his apartment, waiting for Zafira as he promised. He popped the lid off his sixth bottle of beer, attempting to drown his sorrow. He felt a level of betrayal he never thought possible, as if his heart had been ripped from his chest and stuck in his face so he could watch it slowly stop beating. His suffering mind clouded with anger that festered with each passing moment. Though he had accomplished his mission, he was deprived of any reward. He was not able to kill Frank to avenge Maria's death by his own hand. But then, what was the point in trying to avenge someone who lied to you? It ate at him, knowing Frank had been fucking Maria; and now, even though he will die doing it, Frank would get to fuck Zafira too. "That fucking bastard!" Cole shouted, breaking his fresh bottle of beer against the living room wall. Cole looked at his pistol sitting on the coffee table. It was the intended instrument of his revenge. Now he wondered if it was his only escape from this hell. What did he have left to live for? A life of servitude to a demoness who keeps secrets from him? Some life that would be. In the end, all the tears and spilled blood had been for nothing. The void in his heart had only grown. He held the revolver and checked the ammunition. Plenty there, though he only needed one. A gateway flashed into existence on the other side of the coffee table and Zafira stepped through. For the first time, Cole beheld her scantly clad body and was not overrun with thoughts of lust. "Nice outfit," he drunkenly mumbled. Zafira ignored his compliment and shed her dominatrix gear. "It is done." "How was he?" Cole snottily asked. "I made him suffer as you requested. His soul tasted like burnt bread, if that's what you want to know." "Did you enjoy fucking him? Like Maria did?" he grumbled. Zafira scowled. "For your information, he only entered my mouth. If there was a simpler, less degrading way of taking his soul, I would have done it." Zafira looked at the revolver in Cole's hand. "What are you planning to do with...?" Her eyes glowed incandescent scarlet. She jerked the pistol from his hand and crushed it in hers. "Don't you ever think again of doing that!" "What does it matter to you, huh?" Cole shouted back, standing from the couch. "You said it yourself; you only care about your own fucking survival! You're a demon, what the fuck do you know about love or compassion?!" Zafira's eyes glowed brighter than Cole had ever seen. Infuriated, she used her magic to jerk Cole across the coffee table. His head landed between Zafira's hands. She glared into his eyes while pressing hard against his temples. "If you're going to kill me, do it!" he taunted. Cole's vision blurred as the pain in his mind escalated. His nose bled; the pain was infinitely worse than any migraine, even worse than Anariel's "reading". It was as if his brain was melting. "Do it!" he shouted. Zafira did not let up. The pressure she applied to his skull felt like a torturous vise. He rolled his eyes into the back of his head, accepting his doom. Cole's limp body fell to the floor at Zafira's feet.[/b][/color]
8 Dec 2016 | 11:21
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DIS NA TRUE PURNISHMENT
8 Dec 2016 | 11:22
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 17 "Ugh!" Cole grunted as he regained consciousness. Had his head been hit by a freight train? Sure felt like it. Blurred vision, ringing ears, and numbness all wracked his body. Questions crept into his awareness. Am I dead? He lay on his back. The darkness above him came slowly into focus. He was staring at a clear night sky; the stars and moon shone brightly. When the ringing in his ears faded, he could hear the peaceful sounds of crickets and owls in the distance. Cole's leg muscles stopped twitching. He found the strength to stand, and took in his surroundings. He was outside in a small clearing of knee high grass illuminated by moonlight. A gentle breeze swept across the plains and kissed his face. Where am I? With no knowledge of where he was or how he got to his current location, Cole tried to figure out what to do. "Keep going in one direction," he thought. "Bound to run into something or someone eventually." Trees surrounded Cole in the near distance, broken only by a gap under the brightly burnished full moon. "I'll just get lost if I wander through the woods at night." He chose his direction and began his journey into the unknown night. He walked on shaky legs for what seemed like forever through the grassy field until a faint sound stopped him in his tracks. He listened closely; it was a woman's voice, humming or singing. Why would someone be singing out here in the middle of nowhere? No matter; at least this person could tell him where he was. Cole followed the sound. The angelic voice gained audibility as he pressed onward. He came to a small forest grove that blocked his path toward the voice. Knowing the risks, he moved into the dense trees. It was completely dark. Cole reached out, careful to not let a branch smack his face. All he had to guide him was the light voice. The creepy stirring of trees and howling of nearby wolves unnerved him. He quickened his pace. He saw a faint light through the thick forest. The voice becoming louder with every step. His resolve tightened as he hoped for a way out of this mess; he pressed brusquely through the branches. As Cole pushed the final branch out of his way, he focused his eyes on the source of the mesmerizing voice. It was indeed a woman, humming with her back turned towards him. Her long blonde hair and light blue dress blew gently in the midnight breeze. "Hello?" Cole called out. She gave no response but continued her enchanting melody. Cole approached the woman slowly, careful not to startle her. "Excuse me. I seem to be lost. Could you tell me where I am?" Again, no response. Was she deaf? No, that cannot be. A deaf person does not sing so heavenly. "Hello?" Cole spoke louder as he reached his hand out to touch her shoulder. Shock overwhelmed him as his hand passed through her body as if he were a ghost. "What the hell?!" Cole looked ahead. A cliff with jagged rocks fell just a few feet before them, offering quite a view of the moonlit countryside. He looked down the steep ledge and saw a primitive-looking village of decent size. The settlement looked quiet but not abandoned, apparent from lit torches and small camp fires. Turning back around, Cole eyes widened as he looked at the woman with the mesmerizing voice. He instantly recognized those facial features. "Zafira?!" She was different, however. Her raven colored hair was now blonde. Her eyes were a bright blue that sparkled in the moonlight. Her figure remained otherwise unchanged, as far as he could tell. Her attire was very modest, covering most of her body, much unlike the Zafira he knew. "Where are we?" Cole asked. The sound of a galloping horse approaching behind her diverted her attention. Atop the horse was a young-looking dark-haired man wearing chain mail and red-accented clothing. "Simon!" she shouted, rushing to greet him. "Rosa!" the man said as he hopped off his horse and held her in his arms. They held each other in a tight lover's embrace. Rosa? Was that Zafira's real name? Or was she someone else? Cole had been confused the moment he awakened. Things made less and less sense the longer he stayed here, wherever here actually was. He had to think. "You're a detective, figure it out!" he told himself. Obviously he was not in Chicago anymore, nor did he believe even the same time period. As absurd as it sounded, he wondered if Zafira sent him back in time. Then why does no one notice him? There must be more it. "I'm so glad you're safe!" Rosa said, leaning her head against Simon's chest. "I wish I could say the same for Christoph," he sighed. Rosa looked into Simon's eyes. She could see the pain he hid behind them. "Did you find him?" A tear escaped his sorrowful eyes. "We tracked him to an abandoned church just over the horizon. The fool knew demons were hiding there! I told him not to go alone! We found his body in pieces, his head impaled on a spear."[/b][/color]
8 Dec 2016 | 11:24
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8 Dec 2016 | 11:27
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Here. WB. Guy, this's episode 16 and you stopped in episode 12. You're supposed to continue with episode 13. You stopped here [size][b]"Let me take care of him" She whispered to him.[/b][/size] (EPISODE 12) @danco4real
8 Dec 2016 | 11:32
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check the previous page and you will see episode 13-15 @Froshberry-2
8 Dec 2016 | 12:12
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Ok bro.
8 Dec 2016 | 12:41
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next
8 Dec 2016 | 12:47
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next
8 Dec 2016 | 13:59
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Following
8 Dec 2016 | 14:40
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next pls
8 Dec 2016 | 16:07
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Next abeg
8 Dec 2016 | 16:23
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following..
8 Dec 2016 | 18:14
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 18 Cole then noticed the small cross branded on the side of Simon's neck. He was a Crusader. No wonder he knew of demons. Zafira once said their order was old, spanning many centuries. Apparently, she was not mistaken. "I'm so sorry!" Rosa said, trying to comfort him. "Your brother was a good man." "He was always trying to prove he was better than me, especially since we were twins. We sparred all the time, training ourselves to the limit. It's how he got that scar across his left eye. I swung my sword too fast and it grazed him. I felt so bad about it, but his vision turned out to be fine. He shrugged the incident off, said the scar served as a reminder to always train harder." There was a long period of silence. Rosa held her lover tightly in her arms, loathing to let him go. "I was worried you wouldn't return. I don't know what I'd do if I ever lost you." Simon lifted her chin. "Do not worry. We will be married soon and I will take you far away from these tainted lands. I'll always be there to protect you. I love you, Rosa, with every fiber of my being." Cole watched on as the two lovers engaged in a slow passionate kiss. He could tell it was pure genuine love by the fiery look in their eyes and the hunger behind their lips. Rosa... Just who was she? Her resemblance to Zafira could not be purely coincidental. He was drawn here by her voice, as if someone or some thing intended for him to see this. The three of them jumped when a loud boom shook the very ground they stood on. Simon held Rosa close with one arm, his other ready to draw his sword. Another earth shattering boom sounded seconds later, striking fear in their hearts. Simon and Rosa peered over the edge of the cliff. "The village!" Rosa screamed. Cole looked down. The quant village below was no longer silent, stirred by fire that engulfed several homes. Boom blared again as a flimsy shelter exploded, sending fiery debris through the air. "The demons!" Simon shouted. "They must have followed us back to the village!" Simon quickly mounted his horse. Rosa cried, "Simon! What are you doing?!" "Whatever I can! Stay here Rosa, it is far too dangerous elsewhere. I'll come back here after we drive them off." Rosa's face was full of worry. She knew she would not be able to stop him, no matter how much she begged. "Please be careful, Simon!" Simon nodded. With a loud "Yah!" and a stinging of spurred heels, the horse took off like greased lightning. Rosa watched him vanish down the small path and out of her sight. She turned towards the cliff edge and fearfully tried to discern what was happening below. The village was ablaze with smoke thick enough to obstruct her view. She paced nervously, uncertain of what to do. That was when Cole's brain sparked with realization. He had seen this exact scene once before. The painting in Zafira's lair that seemed suspiciously out of place. This was not some trip back in time, or a random dream. This was Zafira's memories. She must have wanted him to see this. But, why? Rosa was unable to stand idle any longer. She sprinted down the path after Simon. "Wait!" Cole shouted, running after her. She ran as fast as she could, dodging tree limbs, jumping down stairs of rocks. Cole struggled to keep up. She obviously knew this path like the back of her hand. They reached the bottom. The village was only a short distance ahead. As Cole chased after Rosa he could hear the screaming of the villagers and the roaring of the fire. Amongst the chaos was also the clanging clatter of steel hitting steel; a great battle was taking place. With no regard for danger at hand, Rosa dashed past the burning front gates. Cole chased after her but lost sight of her form as he chased her into the burning maelstrom. Everywhere he looked was either engulfed in flames or blocked by soldiers battling fearsome winged demons. Winged demons that resembled Zafira. Even though the soldiers appeared to have greater numbers, they were no match for the powerful succubi who easily controlled their minds, forcing them to fight against each other.[/b][/color]
9 Dec 2016 | 08:31
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 19 A single open roadway remained unobstructed. She must have gone that way. He sprinted to the path leading to the town square, the community's center. The area was thick with succubi, as well as their male counterparts: incubi. Zafira never spoke of them but Cole had learned of incubi while researching myths and legends about succubi. According to the legends, incubi possessed the same powers as succubi. The only difference was incubi sought to corrupt women, while succubi hunted men. Cole reached the edge of the town square. He noticed several crusaders taken prisoner. Among the captives was Simon, forced on his knees with his hands tied behind his back. Cole marched closer. He saw Rosa standing before an intimidating winged demon riding atop a skeletal horse. Nested between the grey skinned silver-haired demon's curved horns was a grim crown formed from twisted finger bones of humans. The demon's eyes glowed a dark tone of purple; his bare chest was pristine with toned athletic muscles. The creature projected a vibe that screamed of absolute evil. As intimidating as this creature was, Rosa was undeterred. She recklessly approached the powerful incubus, the leader of the demons attacking her village. "Please!" Rosa pleaded, "Leave them alone! I beg of you!" The demon turned to her. His violet eyes turned black as night as a gleeful grin stretched across his face. "Well, what do we have here?" The demon spoke in a eerie sinister voice. "A pure soul and a virgin! This is a rare treat indeed!" "Rosa's soul is pure? Like mine?" Cole pondered. The demon leapt high into the sky, then plummeted to the ground, landing behind Rosa with great force. Startled, she quickly spun around to face the tall incubus invading her personal space. She now had his undivided attention. "It takes a substantial amount of courage to approach the Aspect of Lust so boldly. I am Asmodeus, and to whom do I owe this honor?" "R-Rosa," she trembled. "My name is Rosa." Asmodeus stepped forward and gripped her chin in his hand. "Rosa. Such a beautiful name." She jerked away, uninterested in his charms. "Please stop this!" He crossed his arms, "And why would I do such a thing? The souls of your friends are so delicious!" He raised his hand. A nearby crusader cried out in agony as his body shriveled into nothing, the victim's soul drawn to Asmodeus' body. "Stop!" Rosa cried. "I'll do anything if you'll just spare everyone! Please!" Asmodeus was intrigued by her proposal. "Anything?" he smirked. Rosa gulped. "Yes. Anything." Asmodeus clicked his fingers. All of his minions obeyed his will and stood down from combat. They gathered around him and Rosa. "As you can see, I am capable of mercy. However, such kindness from the Lord of Lust does have it's price. Submit your body and soul to me, Rosa, and I will spare the lives of your friends." "Don't do it, Rosa!" Simon shouted. "You realize I can take it by force if need be. However, a pure soul is so much sweeter to the taste when a mortal willingly sacrifices themselves. This is the only way you can save these people." "How do I know you won't kill them anyway?" The arch-demon stood proud. "My word is my bond. Lies have no place in the Realm of Lust." Tears of sorrow ran down Rosa's face. She approached Simon; he was held prisoner by two succubi. Her lips pressed against his, taking in his scent one last time. "I'll always love you Simon. Never forget that. But there is no other way. It's either me, or all of us. I'm sorry." "Rosa! ROSA!" Simon shouted, struggling to free himself as she returned to Asmodeus. The succubi were too strong. They pinned him down firmly to the dirty ground. Rosa approached Asmodeus and knelt at his feet. "I submit myself you." Asmodeus cackled, eager to claim his prize. "Excellent! First, I'll take your body. Then I'll take your soul." He unfastened his belt, letting the tattered fabric covering his waist fall to the ground. His massive grey-skinned cock stuck out mere inches from Rosa's face. Her eyes widened in pure astonishment. What she was supposed to do with that??[/b][/color]
9 Dec 2016 | 08:35
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 20 "Pleasure me," the incubus commanded after reading Rosa's thoughts. "Or shall I allow the massacre to continue?" She had no choice. She hesitantly placed her hand on his thick shaft but was unable to get her small fingers around it completely. Slowly, she stroked up and down his rigid veiny cock, his skin smooth and stretchy. Cole was sure this was the first time Rosa had done anything like this; her reluctance and nervousness were clear as day. "Open your mouth!" She obeyed his command. The tip of his cock parted her lips and entered her mouth. He pushed his massive shaft in too far, making her gag and spit as she withdrew from him. "You will take it! all of it! Or your friends die!" Cole and Simon cringed as they watched Rosa forced to pleasure this demon of lust. Her body and soul were innocent and pure. To deflower her in such a manner was beyond repulsive. That she was so brave and noble to sacrifice herself for the lives of those she loved made the scene all the more gut-wrenching to Cole. Rosa closed her eyes and summoned all of her courage. She relaxed her throat as she took him into her mouth again, slowly inching him inside. His tip poked at her throat, trying to trigger her gag reflex, but she pressed further, her mind in deep meditation. After pressing her lips to her hand gripping the base of his cock, she withdrew, leaving behind a trail of saliva. "Impressive!" he praised. "More!" Rosa grasped his cock at the base again and spit on her right hand. Again, she slid her lips down his hellish thick shaft, this time only going half way. She stroked the lower half with her slick wet hand, matching the pace of her mouth. The demon groaned as the virgin beauty worked his cock like a filthy whore. "That's a good girl. Suck my cock in front of your little lover. Make him regret not taking you for himself." "You bastard! I'll kill you!" Simon yelled, struggling in vain against his captors. Asmodeus laughed. "I think he wants to see you do more, Rosa." He motioned for two other incubi to step forward. They stood on either side of her, presenting their erect cocks. "Now, my precious Rosa, you will pleasure my minions as well. Stroke their cocks while sucking mine!" Rosa did as he commanded. Simon's life, and everyone else's, depended on her obedience. She would not falter. With Asmodeus' cock in her mouth, she placed each of her hands on the cocks at her sides, and stroked. Her hands moved in perfect rhythm with her sucking mouth. The two subordinates voiced their approval, roaring loudly. "Keep it up Rosa! You're going to be drenched in demon cum soon. Now stand!" With a fist full of Rosa's hair, he held her head on his cock as she tried to stand. She made it to her feet, bent over crookedly, as Asmodeus thrust his hips forward and back, relentlessly fucking her mouth. She continued to stroke the other two demons, pumping their long cocks faster and faster. Rosa withdrew her mouth and gazed up into Asmodeus' eyes. "I want more. Please!" she begged in a sultry tone. Asmodeus was caught off guard. "More? You're certainly full of surprises. If more is what you want, more is what you'll get!" Cole could not believe her words. She did not appear to be enjoying what she was doing. It was as if Rosa was trying to out sex the Aspect of Lust himself. Her resolve was strengthened by those she cared for, especially Simon. Rosa went back to blowing Asmodeus, taking as much of his cock as she could. He summoned forth two more minions; two succubi. The succubi stripped off their flimsy black garments, and grinned. They ripped Rosa's blue dress from her body to expose her nakedness to the crowd. One succubus knelt behind Rosa's perfectly shaped ass; the other hovered above it. They simultaneously drove their tongues into Rosa and licked her inside passages. Rosa moaned on Asmodeus' cock, still lodged deep in her throat. She rolled her hips against the slithering tongues of the succubi that penetrated both her virgin holes. Lost in pleasure, she stroked the two minor incubi's cocks vigorously. She felt hot liquid on the sides of her face; the two incubi had erupted and spewed their demonic cum all over her. Rosa was possessed now, enslaved by her own sexuality. "More!" she called out again.[/b][/color]
9 Dec 2016 | 08:40
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@Jummybabe @froshberry-2 @oneal @Afua @Ribbidon new episode is here
9 Dec 2016 | 08:42
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Hehe... More? You need more? Thanks for tha beep @danco4real
9 Dec 2016 | 10:12
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Oh so this is how everything started thanks @danco4real
9 Dec 2016 | 10:57
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nyc one bro ......so na like this zafira turn to succubus
9 Dec 2016 | 12:37
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following ride on bro
9 Dec 2016 | 13:25
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You are all welcomed @jummybabe @froshberry-2 and to all the faithful ones I promise to finish up with the story next week by posting 3 episodes in the morning & 3 in the evening I also know we have ghost readers who has decided not comment but the views this story gets daily shows that many people are reading it and i am satisfied with that After this one I also have a wonderful one coming up immediately it's a story of a dying man whose only thought was about the three women he has ever loved and how the love story of each of them led to his current situation the comments I will get while posting the remaining part of this story will determine if I will post the proposed one or not
9 Dec 2016 | 13:40
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So Zafira became a demon in order to save her lover's life
9 Dec 2016 | 16:13
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Hmmm
9 Dec 2016 | 16:20
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More more nd more
9 Dec 2016 | 16:26
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Hmm, thumb up writter
9 Dec 2016 | 16:38
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Hmmmm
10 Dec 2016 | 02:14
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next jare I am feeling the story @danco4real
10 Dec 2016 | 04:21
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Ok bro, am feeling you. @danco4real
10 Dec 2016 | 04:42
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Hw com rosa whom i thought is an amateur can perform lyk an expert
10 Dec 2016 | 05:14
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 21 Stunned, Asmodeus was unable to comprehend this mortal's sexual strength. "Fine. But you won't be able to take much of what comes next!" He lay down on his back, his towering erection pointing to the sky. He did not have to tell Rosa what he wanted her to do. She promptly straddled his stomach, scooting her dripping pussy towards his crotch, his thick shaft wedged between her luscious round ass cheeks. Perching herself above him, Rosa took a deep breath and slowly eased onto him. The thickness of his head sought to rip her pussy apart, but she maintained. She bit her lower lip; the pain was almost too much to bear. Concentrating, she lowered herself further; his cock pushed past her hymen. She winced as surges of pain shot through her mortal body like sharp electric shocks. She was determined not to give up. She dropped further, her ass finally resting on his muscled thighs. She had taken him. All of him. Rosa breathed heavily as she remained impaled on Asmodeus. A cold sweat beaded her skin; her nipples stood erect and protruding. A wry smile crept over her face, victorious and triumphant. "Well done! But this is far from over!" Asmodeus grabbed Rosa by her hips and raised her up. He withdrew, then slammed his cock hard into her overly tight pussy. "Aaahh!" Rosa screamed. Again he thrust into her. Then again. And once more. With each jab, Rosa squealed less and less, until she was fully able to suppress the pain. He fucked her slick virgin pussy as fast and hard as he could manage. It was not long before Rosa met him half way, their sexes slapping together with loud rapid claps of flesh smacking flesh. Her fingers clenched his chest hard, digging in, wounding him, leaving deep scratch marks across his otherwise flawless gray skin. "Oh God!" Rosa's pleasure had reached its peak. Her very first orgasm tore through her body like a massive hurricane. Her pussy gushed and radiated torrid tingly shockwaves of sexual bliss as Asmodeus kept thrusting into her, seeking to claim what was his. But Rosa was still alive. Coming down from her high, Rosa's eyes glared down at Asmodeus. "More!" "Impossible!" he called out. Asmodeus had yet to play his trump card. He leaned forward, wrapping his arms tightly around her naked body, their eyes staring into one another. "You're amazingly powerful. Your soul isn't so easily taken, is it? I was originally going to consume your soul, but now I think I'd rather hold onto it for safekeeping." His lips met hers in a strong passionate kiss. Despite Rosa's efforts to fight Asmodeus on his own terms, she was powerless against his magic. All her willpower escaped her body, passing out of her mouth and into his. "You will instead serve me, as a succubus!" Asmodeus laid back down. Rosa was completely and utterly under his control and devoid of all expression. She pounced up and down on his hard cock, loving how he made her pussy feel. While swirling her fingers over her swollen clit, the two succubi grabbed ahold of her bouncing breasts, suckling her pulsating nubs as their master prepared for her transformation. "Cum inside her Master, make her one of us!" With his hand between Rosa's breasts, Asmodeus muttered an incantation, drawing her life force into his palm. The stream of blue light collected into his hand, forming a bright sapphire sphere. Now that Rosa's soul was in his hand, he let forth a bestial roar so loud Cole had to cover his ears. His powerful orgasm surged into Rosa's body. Her pussy oozed the demon's seed around the shaft still buried inside her. She tumbled to the ground, lifeless and limp. "Rosa? ROSA!" Simon cried out, his eyes filled with tears. Rosa's body moved, twitching, jerking; convulsing face down in the dirt. Loud groans escaped her lips. Her limbs flailed about. Her blonde hair drained of all color, becoming the darkest black. Something tried to escape her body between her shoulder blades. She screamed in agony as her skin rose several inches off her back and split apart with two bloody wings that forced their way out of her. In similar fashion, a blood-covered tail speared out above the crack of her behind, swinging and flailing wildly. Cole tried to suppress an urge to vomit as he beheld her gruesome transformation. Her body, covered in her own blood, stopped convulsing. Slowly she stood, opening her red glowing eyes. "No!" Simon cried. "Noooo!" With a jolt, Cole felt the ground start to shake. Cracks formed in the earth, as well as in the burning buildings, even the night sky. "What the hell?" Reality shattered like a pane of glass struck with a sledgehammer, sending Cole spiraling down a deep dark abyss. His weightless body twirled helplessly. He fell for what seemed like hours. Or was he falling? His mind was completely disoriented. Cole landed on solid ground with a hefty thud. He picked himself up and surveyed his new surroundings. The land was barren and devoid of any signs of life. No village, no trees, no grass; just grey dirt, and huge rocks protruding from the ground. "Great. Now where the fuck am I?" Before Cole could come up with a plan of action, several beams of bright light came from the sky and blasted the ground just a few feet away. From the dust, a group of winged figures walked in Cole's direction. "Angels. Can they... See me?" Cole ran the opposite direction; several dark gateways appeared in front of him, blocking his retreat. From the portals stepped a group of fearsome creatures of varied size and grotesqueness. One of them he recognized: Asmodeus. "Oh shit!" Cole was surrounded; nowhere run. The demons and angels charged towards him. Fuck! Cole was convinced he was throughly screwed, but by some miracle, they stopped. Each side stood in a line and prepared for battle. Asmodeus stepped forward, as did a large angel with a long silver beard holding a thick tome. They met each other in the middle, right where Cole cowered in fear. "Um. Listen. I have no idea how I got here, so-" "Uriel. I did not think the Aspect of Wisdom could come up with such a foolish idea. Yet, here you are." They paid no attention to Cole's presence. Slowly, he stepped out from in front of them, hoping he was invisible. "Underestimating the situation could be your undoing, Asmodeus. The forces of Heaven and Hell have been at each other's throats since time immortal. All this fighting and loss of life for control of humanity, the chosen race, has gone on far enough." The burly angel opened his tome, the pages flipping on their own. "It is time to settle this, once and for all. Rather than full-scale war as we always have, each Aspect will choose a single champion. Each combatant will fight one versus one until their death. The side with a champion remaining will be declared the victor and win dominion over the human world." "I think it is you who underestimates the situation," the demon smirked. "We'll play along with your little 'game'. Once I have control over the humans, I will become their God!" "I'm sure the other demon Aspects wouldn't hand over complete control to you without a fight." Asmodeus laughed. "Of course not! Power conquers all, and I have the power to destroy any who oppose me now, including you!"[/b][/color]
10 Dec 2016 | 08:11
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 22 "We shall see," Uriel snorted. The two Aspects paced back to their respective sides. "Is this how humanity's fate is to be decided?" Cole wondered. "One big Heaven- versus-Hell pissing contest?" Cole watched from afar as each battle unfolded. The first angel, chosen by the Aspect of Courage, struck down the champions of Pride and Gluttony before falling to Envy. Envy and Greed were killed by Fortitude. Fortitude and Kindness fell to Wrath. Wrath and Justice killed each other. Sloth was then smote by Hope. All that remained on Hell's side was Asmodeus' champion. "Our victory is at hand!" said the shorter but stout angel known as the Aspect of Hope. "They have but one champion and we have three. They cannot hope to win now." Uriel turned to the angel. "Don't be so sure, Ramiel. Look at Asmodeus. He isn't the least bit worried. Tell your champion to be on his guard." With a wide smirk across his face, Asmodeus rose his hand high above him with a clenched fist. "The other champions of Hell were nothing but fodder. Meet the face of your demise, angels! Meet my champion: Zafira!" A dark purple gateway appeared in front of Asmodeus, one that Cole was very familiar with by now. Out stepped Zafira, but she was... different. She hovered a long foot off the ground, levitated by flapping wings. Unlike the other demon champions, she wore no armor, instead opting for thigh high boots, a black leather teddy that covered her front and little else, and leather gloves extending all the way to her elbows. A dark aura swirled around her body like some kind of magical barrier. Her cold eyes, the darkest of eyes, pierced the heart of anyone who dare gaze upon her, leaving them trembling despite her flawless beauty. The 'good' Cole had seen in Zafira before was mysteriously absent. She was evil in it's purest form. "A succubus?" Ramiel said. " That is what you're being so arrogant about? Their powers have no hold over angels, and they're not very combat proficient either." "No matter," the archangel smiled, "this will be an easy victory for us. Go, my champion! Strike her down as you did the last one!" "It shall be done," the heavily armored angel said. He carried a spear twice the length of a normal man, black with blood from his last opponent. Zafira's wings carried her to the battlefield as her angel opponent stepped forward. She appeared calm and collected, unfazed by the brute angel three times her size. "Prepare to meet your end, demon!" the angel declared, taking a defensive position with his spear pointed outward. An evil smile stretched across Zafira's face. Gracefully, the tips of her boots touched the ground, her wings folding behind her. With a clenched fist, she drew in massive amounts of arcane power, surrounding her body in a violent torrent of energy. Focusing the power into her hand, she hurled a massive ball of energy at the angel at blinding speed. Unable to react in time, the angel's body exploded, decorating the ground in a mess of torn body parts and bright white blood. "Such power!" Uriel gasped. Asmodeus laughed maniacally. "Fools! She has consumed more pure souls than even I thought possible. The magical power that flows through her body rivals that of a God, one who obeys my will!" Cole did not understand. She had consumed pure souls? How was that possible? Zafira said those with a pure soul were immune to the powers of a succubus. What was going on?[/b][/color]
10 Dec 2016 | 08:24
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 23 Godly or not, Uriel was determined to end this conflict. "Go, my champion. Be prepared for anything. Find her weakness and exploit it." "I shall not fail, my lord." Uriel's champion was much smaller than Ramiel's and was armed with only a golden scepter with a large diamond ornament radiating arcane power. His ivory wings protruded from the back of his golden robes as he stepped forward to face Zafira. The angel wasted no time with formalities or chivalry. He pointed his scepter at her and fired a massive beam of blinding light. She merely stood in place. Her hand deflected Heaven's magic as if she was shading her eyes from a gentle ray of sunlight. Focusing more power into his scepter, the angel fired again, releasing a larger beam that tore at the ground along its path. Again her hand blocked the angel's onslaught without so much as moving an inch. Uriel's champion was weakened; he had expended most of his energy on that last spell. "It's not... possible!" he breathed, trying desperately to recuperate. Zafira was not about to give him the chance. She teleported to the hobbled angel and swiftly kicked the scepter from his grasp. Her hand grabbed his neck and she raised him over her head. The angel vainly struggled to free himself from her grip, a grip which not only deprived him of air but also drained him of all energy. He flapped his wings in hope of escape into the sky. But she would not budge; she seemed firmly anchored to the ground. She relished in the angel's agony, her cold eyes peering into his as each trickle of life escaped his body. Her strangulating hold around his throat eventually won. His complexion turned dark. His body went limp. With a triumphant smile she shucked the angel's lifeless body off to the side like he was nothing but litter. "Hahaha!" Asmodeus boasted. "You angels are worthless against her! Once she hs finished your last champion, she will be coming for you, Uriel!" "You dare threaten us beyond the terms of our agreement?" "I do indeed! Let me show you how serious I am!" The arch-demon turned his gaze toward Zafira and nodded. Zafira bowed her head in acknowledgment of his command and created a small dimensional portal above her head. Her hand reached inside and extracted a sword with a twisted crimson blade. Cole recognized that sword. It was the one hanging on a pedestal in Zafira's lair. The one named- "Ragnarok!?" Uriel shouted as the other angels took a step backward. "Have you gone mad?! That cursed blade was never meant to be wielded by anyone! It could destroy reality itself if its power is ever released! All of existence would become non-existence, don't you see that?!" A female angel of stunning beauty put her hand on Uriel's shoulder. "Do not let him get to you, Uriel. I sense something... off about that succubus. Do you not sense it too?" Uriel contemplated her words and focused his thoughts on the demon who could be their demise. "Its... faint. Do you know what that is, Sophia?" The Aspect of Love smiled. "I do. I think I know how to handle this. Allow my champion to fight." "Very well. Our fate is in your hands." An angel stepped forward, prepared for battle. "Not you," Sophia dismissed the hulking angel. "You." She pointed to a younger angel standing behind the rest. His sword and shield looked to be made of sparkling diamond. He adjusted his armaments and stepped forward. Simon? No. But he certainly looked like Simon, except for the scar that ran across his left eye. Wait -- that was Christoph, Simon's twin brother who was killed by demons! His soul must have evolved into an angel after his death! Christoph the angel walked to the battlefield. His sword was drawn and his shield steady. "Have at you, demon!" The sinister smile Zafira had worn all this time disappeared. Something stirred inside her, momentarily diverting her attention.[/b][/color]
10 Dec 2016 | 08:28
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new episode @jummybabe @froshberry-2 @Ribidon @afua @oneal32 @frankkay
10 Dec 2016 | 08:31
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Hmmmm... What's gonna happen now?? Thanks @danco4real
10 Dec 2016 | 09:09
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hmmmmm.....nyc one @danco4real
10 Dec 2016 | 09:11
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enjoyiing every bite of this next pls
10 Dec 2016 | 10:38
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Something iz odd
10 Dec 2016 | 16:19
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Enjoying the story Ride on
10 Dec 2016 | 17:00
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Next oh i d enjoy am
10 Dec 2016 | 17:20
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Next oh i d enjoy am..
10 Dec 2016 | 17:23
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still following
10 Dec 2016 | 18:27
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 24 Christoph swung his sword; Zafira barely dodged the swift blow. She held the cursed sword in defense and parried his every strike. Cole noticed several opportunities for Zafira to strike back, yet she remained on the defensive. Christoph tried a new strategy. Leaping high, he slashed at the air, sending waves of deadly magical light down at Zafira. Her wings quickly propelled her aloft to avoid the barrage that ravaged the ground where she had stood. The fight resumed in the air, swords clashing together, torrents of magic blasting at one another. Neither side gave way. They met head on. Their cold blades and hot eyes tangled together. Zafira unexpectedly backed off; Christoph's sword whiffed inches in front of her. He was caught off balance. Zafira delivered a kick to his chest that hurled him toward the ground. She arrowed toward him; their bodies plummeted to earth like a meteorite. They landed with a massive impact, shaking the landscape, blanketing them in a thick cloud of dust. The dusty air settled. Christoph was pinned to the ground, his sword fallen from his hand. Zafira pointed Ragnarok at his throat, ready to claim his life. "Finish him, Zafira!" Asmodeus commanded. She hesitated, lost in the eyes of the angel beneath her who had accepted defeat. Her hands shook. She struggled against herself. Seeing the face of her former love, or rather someone who looked identical to her former love, had summoned forth what was left of her humanity. A tear escaped her eye. "I can't." "You what?!" Asmodeus bellowed. Zafira stood off Christoph, tossing Ragnarok to the ground. "I can't kill him." "You dare disobey me?!" Zafira gave no reply. She dropped to her knees, surrendering. Christoph gripped his sword and rose to his feet. He warily approached his opponent, his blade pointing down at her. "Why?" "I don't know. Something inside me won't let me kill you." "Now Christoph! Strike her down!" Ramiel shouted. Christoph lowered his blade. "I cannot take the life of one who has already surrendered." Uriel chuckled. "It seems we have a stalemate, Asmodeus," Humiliation fueled Asmodeus' rage. No one made a fool of him, especially not one of his own! He formulated a twisted idea to punish Zafira for her disobedience. Dashing to Zafira in an eye-blink, Asmodeus kicked Christoph off his feet and through the air, sending his body crashing against solid rock. Asmodeus swiftly turned on Zafira. He gripped her throat, her feet dangling off the ground. "You disappoint me. I did not create you so you could show compassion for the angels; I created you to destroy them!" Zafira squirmed, trying to regain breath. "You've failed me, and for that, I have a fitting punishment for you." A blue sapphire sphere appeared in Asmodeus' free hand. He plunged his hand into her stomach, leaving the orb inside her. A bright blue light flashed from the opening. Zafira screamed. The dazzle dissipated. The arch-demon released his grip. Zafira fell to the ground; black blood gushed from her midsection. She seemed unconcerned with the bleeding; instead, she stared at her hands and screamed. "I... I couldn't have... No!" A satisfied smirk appeared on Asmodeus' face. "That's right. I promised to spare your village. I never promised to save them from you! Now that I've returned your soul to you, your conscience has returned. You can remember every single soul you took, including your precious Simon." Zafira screamed with the realization. She had devoured Simon's soul, and everyone else from her village. It was Simon's soul that kept her from killing Christoph, the angel. Somehow, his essence was the only thing that clung to what was left of her humanity, trying desperately to save her from herself. Anger quickly replaced remorse. Zafira snatched- up the cursed sword Ragnarok and lunged at Asmodeus. He readily subdued her. His dark powers held her in mid-air. "As powerful as you may be, little girl, that doesn't change the fact I created you. That means, your abilities are powerless against me!" A swirling purple gateway appeared behind Zafira. "I hereby banish you to the mortal realm, where you will be forced to either feed on the mortals you feel so compassionate about, or slowly die of starvation. It will be amusing to see which you choose; but I'm certain the darkness within you will win. That is, if the angels don't hunt you down first." Zafira glared at him with fiery red eyes. "I will make you pay for what you've done!" Asmodeus laughed as he sent Zafira into the portal. "I'll look forward to your feeble attempt." The portal quickly closed, trapping Zafira on the other side.[/b][/color]
11 Dec 2016 | 04:37
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 25 Cole could hardly believe all of this. Zafira, the succubus he has come to think of as his friend, once held the fate of humanity in the palm of her hand. By sparing someone who resembled her lover, she also spared us all. No. It was Simon who not only saved humanity from Zafira, but also Zafira from herself. The migraine Cole felt in his apartment before being transported here returned. His ears rang; his vision blurred. "Aargh!" he yelled as he dropped to his knees, holding his ears. The earth shook. Cracks formed in the ground. Everything shattered once more, even the demons and angels that had gathered to decide humanity's fate. Nothing remained but a black void and the pain in Cole's skull. His weightless body tumbled until pain claimed his consciousness. The Commissioner gave Captain Finnegan a hard time for handing the human trafficking case back to Cole, given what happened at the nightclub. But with the sudden disappearance of Frank Wallace three weeks ago, the captain really had no other options. No other capable detectives were available to handle such a high profile case. It was a decision that paid off, big-time. In the last two weeks, Cole managed to extort the names of several individuals involved in the sex trade organization from Clair. In exchange, he promised to prove her innocence if she cooperated -- and cooperate she did. Each name led to the next in a long line of arrests involving police officers, lawyers, club owners, bankers, and countless henchmen. At the end of the trail was a single man: Tyler Simmons, a man long suspected of shady dealings, but with enough money and connections to bury anyone who opposed him. Not this time. All of his money and influence fell woefully short in the face of insurmountable evidence against him. His only way out now was to cut a deal. He was arrested, and the case had since been turned over to the FBI in hopes they could pressure him for information about human trafficking in other cities. The case was officially out of Cole's jurisdiction. This was a big victory for the Chicago Police Department. The leader of the "Chicago Sex Trade" had been apprehended and Cole was at the center of the praise and admiration. Despite his early doubts, the commissioner offered him a promotion. He even got a call from the governor for a job well done. Then why the hell did feel so empty inside? The events that took place three weeks ago still haunted his mind. That was when Cole found out it was Frank who killed his wife. Every time he looked at the empty desk across the room his heart sank and his blood boiled. How ironic it was that Cole was put in charge of investigating Frank's disappearance. It would be the only case in Cole's career that he would allow to 'go cold'." That is, unless he wanted to look crazy by putting "Frank Wallace was devoured by a succubus named Zafira" in his report. Zafira, that sexy yet deadly succubus. The last he saw her, he remembered drinking too much that night, having an argument with her, then having a strange dream that felt like he was living in Zafira's past. He had not heard from her since. He felt terrible for the things he said to her that night. When he was not chasing criminals the last three weeks, he was wondering if their relationship, whatever type of relationship they had, was over. Even though Maria's killer had been put to death, he figured he still had to bring her scumbags to feed on, as per their agreement. The same feeling he felt when Maria died crept into his heart. Did she leave town after all? Did the Crusaders find her? Did he... miss her? "I have something for you, Detective Harvey." Cole snapped out of his trance and turned his head to find Penny standing next to his desk. Her attire had gotten increasingly provocative since she lost her virginity. Today she wore a short black skirt and a deep V-neck top. The late Frank sure knew his stuff about virgins. Why did everything have to remind him of that motherfucker today? "What is it?" Cole asked, reaching for the unmarked manila envelope. "How should I know? A dark haired woman dropped it off at the front desk. She asked that I hand it to you personally." Dark haired? Could it...? Cole shredded the envelope like it came with a prize. Unfolding the letter inside, he read it to himself. < i>Willis Tower. Tonight at midnight. Don't be late. You know I hate waiting. -Z His heart skipped a beat with the knowledge that Zafira was still in Chicago. The cryptic nature of the letter was a bit disconcerting though. "Well, what is it?" Penny asked. "Oh! Um. I've been assigned to work her case. Her... uh... husband went missing." "I see. Well, I need to get back to the front desk." Cole nodded. "I need to get going too. This letter just gave me a lead." They walked toward the elevator. Once inside, Cole hit the button for the first floor then stood opposite of Penny. "What do you think happened to Frank? Not that I miss him." "I have no idea," Cole said. "Clair said he was associated with the sex trade along with the other cops we arrested. He probably skipped town, but we'll find him." The elevator door opened and Cole rushed past Penny toward the exit. He wanted to avoid that awkward conversation entirely. "I'll catch you later," Cole said over his shoulder. ***** Willis Tower. The tallest building in Chicago. Cole always marveled at how someone could build such a monstrosity of a building. Cole did not want to be late for this appointment; he made sure to arrive early. He walked impatiently around the base of the building. Even this late at night, Chicago's downtown was so lively, full of passing cars and pedestrians. Why did Zafira want to meet here? Like that time in Grant Park, the suspense was killing him. He decided to stop his nervous pacing and plant himself at the main entrance. He looked at his watch; it was almost midnight. Cole's eyes locked onto a woman in a long white gown striding along the sidewalk. The stunning woman had clearly dressed to impress. He realized who she was when she turned up the steps toward him. She looked absolutely perfect. Her long white dress, with slits in the sides to mid-thigh, reached down to her six inch heels. The bust of her dress cupped her supple breasts to a proud display. Her long dark hair blew gently in the subtle breeze, her bangs occasionally brushing across her sparkling eyes. "Hello, Cole," Zafira said with an inviting smile. It took a moment for his brain to register her words. "Uh. Hi! You look terrific!" "Thank you." "So why are we here? I didn't know I was supposed to dress up." Zafira stepped in close, putting her arms around his waist. "You'll see. You aren't afraid of heights are you?" "No," he replied. "Why?" Holding him tightly, she expanded her wings and launched into the air at terrific speed. "Oh shi-i-it!" Cole yelled as he was jerked off his feet. The higher they flew, the more the cars on the roads below looked like glowing ants. "Don't look down, don't look down..." he repeated in his head. He chose to look at Zafira instead. Her beautiful face almost diverted his mind enough to forget he was several hundred feet off the ground. She smiled at him, squeezing him in a tighter hug as they continued their ascent. They reached the top of the skyscraper in mere seconds. She flapped her wings and gently landed on the roof. Cole's knees buckled a bit as his feet touched the solid surface. "That was... fun as hell!" Cole praised, catching his breath. Without a word, Zafira's heels clicked against the concrete, walking to the edge. Cole joined her at her side.[/b][/color]
11 Dec 2016 | 04:44
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Xo dats it
11 Dec 2016 | 04:54
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Nice
11 Dec 2016 | 04:55
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hmmmmm.....story ending
11 Dec 2016 | 05:04
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 26 "I always liked this spot. It reminds me of home." Cole took in the impressive view. They stood silently, enjoying being together. "So where have you been?" Cole asked, breaking the silence. "Sleeping." "Sleeping? For three weeks? Your 'naps' are getting longer and longer." "Between the ritual, torturing Frank, and the memory transfer, I was sapped of most of my magical power." He had not thought about that. Magic is not free and easy. It cannot work without a price, even for a demon. "About the other night -- I'm sorry for what I said to you. I didn't-" "There's no need to apologize," she interrupted, putting her index finger to his lips. "How could you have possibly known? You were hurting so bad inside -- I wanted to help as best I could. I wanted to show you, convince you, that you were not the only one who has loved and lost, or to be betrayed." Cole did not know what to say. She poured her heart out and revealed all her secrets just to try to make him feel better. "I knew you still had some good in you," he joked, nudging her ribs. Zafira laughed. "Maybe. But don't go pushing your luck." They smiled at each other. Cole held her hand in his. They gazed at the city below. Street lights illuminated the night sky and hid secrets in shadows. "Tell me something Zafira -- why did you lie to me about me being immune if I kept my soul pure?" "I didn't lie to you. 'Can't' or 'won't' yield the same result, do they not? I couldn't harm another innocent person, not after what Asmodeus put me through. For that choice, I'm slowly dying." "What?! You're dying?!" Zafira took a deep breath and sighed. "Corrupt souls provide very little energy. My demonic body has gotten weaker and weaker over the years. I expended of a lot of magic recently to help you. I've only a short time left." "How long?" Cole dreaded her answer. "I give it two or three weeks, maybe a month." He paced, trying to think of a way to help her. "What if you increased the number of corrupt souls? We could hunt them down and..." She turned to him, wrapping her arms around his neck, holding him close. "It won't matter. It would simply delay the inevitable." Her warm embrace, as lovely as it was, did little to comfort him. "Damn it! There has to be a way! Couldn't you take one innocent?" She let go, scowling at him. "What kind of talk is that?!" His eyes glistened. "I'm sorry. I just... don't want to lose you. After all that has happened, I can't image going back to my old life. It would all seem empty without you." Zafira returned to the edge of the building. "When we first met, we made a deal. That arrangement was a facade. I never needed your help getting souls; I could have easily done it on my own. But you wouldn't have gotten the answers you sought without me. What looked like a mutual arrangement, was just me helping you." Cole looked at her inquisitively. "What are you saying?" She turned to him, her eyes beaming, her smile heartwarming. "I have searched for centuries for someone like you. Someone who made me feel human again, who accepted me for all that I am. Our 'arrangement' was a series of trials for, not only you, but for me as well. As tempted as you were to give in to your lust, you never did. It was ten times more tempting for me not to take your soul. Having a succulent morsel dangling in front of me when I've survived an eternity on burnt bread was almost too much to bear." Grabbing her hand again, he pulled her towards him. "You wanted someone who loved you." Their eyes met. "And someone I loved just as much."[/b][/color]
11 Dec 2016 | 05:05
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No @Robidon the story has not ended
11 Dec 2016 | 05:08
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ok boss @danco4real
11 Dec 2016 | 05:15
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I dey expect dha afternoon update shaaa
11 Dec 2016 | 09:58
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am sad for zaffira
11 Dec 2016 | 13:15
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Could dey b in love wt each oda? Let me observe
11 Dec 2016 | 13:28
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 27 Slowly, their heads leaned forward. Softly, their lips pressed together. The passion behind their kiss was centuries in the making. Their arms gripped each other tightly as their lips confessed their love. Love. It was the one thing missing from their lives, and now they had completed each other. But the prospect of Zafira's death tortured Cole's mind. He would soon be miserable and alone again. He did not think he could deal with it, not this time. She broke the kiss and leaned her forehead against his. "Don't be sad." "Reading my mind again?" She giggled. "I can never resist. You've always fascinated me." He sighed. "What am I doing to do when you're gone?" She put her hands on his cheeks, brushing away the small tear that escaped his eye. "There is one way I can still live." His heart raced. "Really? What is it?" "Long ago, before the Crusaders eradicated all traces of them, there was an order of warlocks. This order was composed of the most vile and self-centered of men. Each warlock used magic to bind their soul to a demon, enslaving them to do their bidding." "Demons usually accepted a binding willingly since the ritual provided mutual benefits. The demon siphoned energy from the human's soul; the warlock would then stop aging. The warlock was essentially immortal as long as the demon remained alive. However, given that their vile souls were corrupt and the amount of magic they used for their own gain, eventually their soul's energy gave out, and they perished anyway." Cole shrugged. "So what does that all mean?" Zafira smiled. "If you bind yourself to me, the energy from your soul would be enough to keep me alive. No longer would I need to devour souls in order to survive. It was one of the primary reasons I was so insistent on you keeping your soul pure. It would act as a battery that never dies out. We could live our lives together, forever." "So this was your plan all along? To use me so you can stay alive?" Cole asked, folding his arms. "I know it looks selfish. Maybe it is. All I wanted was a chance to live the life that was taken from me so many centuries ago. To share eternity with someone I loved." A tear ran down her cheek, "That someone is you, Cole." To spend eternity with Zafira, the sexy succubus who spared his soul, stealing his heart instead. The idea was actually very appealing. "I don't ever want to feel alone again. You've changed my life forever. The thought of you dying... tears my heart apart. I... love you, Zafira. I'll do it." She leapt at him, kissing him deeply. "Thank you, Cole." "So what do I have to do?" "It's really quite simple. All you need do is to carve a symbol of your choosing into the palm of your right hand, then press it against mine and say 'I bind myself to thee'." Cole took a moment to think. "I don't have a pocket knife, so..." "Use this." Zafira extended her index finger, her nail protruding out to form a long sharp claw. "I guess that will work," Cole snickered. While holding her finger in his left hand like a pencil, Cole drew a 'C' shape into his palm. It stung, but not too bad. Then he drew a 'Z' over the 'C'. He became a little light headed at the sight of his own blood but he maintained his composure. Zafira extended her arm, palm forward. "By the way, this is going to hurt quite a bit." "Fantastic." Cole said sarcastically. Like the pain of carving up his hand was not bad enough. He pressed his bloody hand against Zafira's. "I bind myself to thee." Instantly, their hands began to burn with ferocious heat, like being welded together. Cole watched as surges of magical energy passed back and forth between their bodies. His muscles tensed as if electrocuted. His heart felt about to burst. He wanted to scream -- this hurt worse than anything he had ever experienced in his life. He held himself together, though. For his lover, he would overcome anything. Anything! The surges stopped and Cole collapsed on the concrete. Zafira quickly sat beside him and pulled him into her lap. She held his almost-convulsing body tightly against her as he gasped from the pain. Her demonic wings draped over him like soft blankets. Cole looked at his hand. The symbol he drew was charred into his flesh. "Is it... done?" Zafira showed him her palm, the same symbol charred into hers. "It is. I can already feel your energy flowing through me." He sighed with deep relief. The pain was settling down. More importantly though, Zafira was not going to die. Being in her embrace brought him peace of mind. "So, what happens now? Do we move in together like newly-weds?"[/b][/color]
11 Dec 2016 | 15:04
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 28 Zafira laughed. "There is one itty-bitty perk I failed to mention before." "Which is?" "A soul binding ritual is considered a formal union. So..." The realization crashed into his mind like a runaway train while simultaneously sending pulses straight to his cock. "We can have sex?!" he asked loudly. She snickered. "Not the most romantic of responses, but yes." Cole got to his feet with renewed vigor. He reached for his demon bride's hand, helping her up. "My place or yours?" Zafira tossed him her trademark sultry grin. "Mine. It's closer." She wrapped his arms around her neck and grabbed hold of his waist. Wings unfolded, "Are you ready?" she asked. "Ready." She leaned in to kiss him as her flapping wings lifted them from the rooftop. Diving over the edge, they plummeted toward Earth, kissing passionately without a care for the danger at hand. He trusted her implicitly, and the adrenaline coursing through his veins added extra sensation while he sucked on her devilish tongue. She spread her wings wide and jerked them upright. She released him for a brief moment, only to grab hold of him again from behind. "I've got you, don't worry," she said in his ear. "You about made me shit my pants!" They glided through Chicago's downtown, weaving around tall buildings and radio towers, looping thrills and chills through the sky. His demon lover showed him such beauty of the city as he had never seen before. This feeling was indescribable. Zafira landed gracefully in the underpass she called home. Again, Cole was weak in the knees, almost falling. She opened the portal to her lair. "Shall we?" Cole walked to her and scooped her up in his arms, her body light as a feather. Their eyes locked. "Now we can go." He carried her through the portal. Stacy rushed to greet them. "Stacy! Sit!" Zafira commanded. She promptly did as she was told, sitting on all fours. She watched as Cole carried Zafira to her bed. The detective sat the succubus on the edge of her bed. Their lips met briefly before he broke the kiss. "I want you natural." She tilted her head. "You mean..." Cole nodded. Zafira's dark curved horns protruded from her head, her wings expanded, and a small slinky tail slithered out from under her dress. "That's better," he said, and lunged at her. She fell back onto the bed with him on top. He explored her mouth. Her forked tongue felt weird, each tendril wrapping around his tongue. He knew then that sex with Zafira would be an entirely new experience. "I have dreamed of this for so long," Cole groaned. "Did you touch yourself?" Cole grinned. "A few times." "Me too," she returned his grin. Cole threw his trench coat aside. After undoing the first few buttons of his shirt, he impatiently ripped the rest off. He would not spend another second missing the feeling of her body against his bare skin. His mouth met her neck -- kissing, sucking, nibbling. The slits in the sides of her dress made convenient entrances for his hands; he stroked up and down her silky-smooth legs. Cole noticed Zafira's mannerisms were different from when he saw her sex-play in the past. Never before did her breathing come in such fast short pants. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. He reached behind her neck and pulled the halter strap of her dress over her head. Ever so slowly, he moved the dress down under her glorious breasts to expose her hardened nipples. He kneaded her swollen nubs in his palms, toying with her irresistible tits until she was squirming and murmuring beneath him. Zafira's purrs beckoned him to take her into his mouth. He suckled her nipple hungrily, savoring every inch of her body. Her pheromones quickly flooded his nostrils; arousal radiated madly from her hypersensitive nipples.[/b][/color]
11 Dec 2016 | 15:07
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 29 She cupped her other breast and raised it to his face, begging him for more. He obliged and sucked hard on her perfect flesh. He rolled his tongue around her nipple repeatedly while his hand glided up under her dress. His fingers brushed against her slick pussy; she quivered at his touch. "Fuck me, Cole! I need you to fuck me!" she begged. "Not yet," Cole teased, with a seductive smile of his own. He climbed off the bed and pulled her to the edge. His grasping hands eased her thin dress from her; gravity piled the fabric on the floor. He beheld her demonic naked body and knew it was now his. She rubbed her clit with her fingers, teasing him mercilessly. There was no longer reason to show restraint. He knelt between her toned thighs and rested them on his shoulders. The object of his deepest darkest desires was so close he could feel the heat of her pussy on his nose. Once he touched his tongue to her clit and took in her essence for the first time he became intoxicated. The small juicy sample Stacy gave him before did not compare. There was no place he would rather be than sucking on Zafira's succulent pussy. He could, and would, feed on her forever, and never complain. Zafira gripped her bed's comforter so hard her knuckles turned white. Cole's tongue was buried inside her, fucking her pussy with long smooth strokes. "Don't stop!" Her thighs locked around his head. With a hand full of his hair she bucked her hips against his face. Her orgasm crashed through her body with the force of a tsunami. Cole inhaled deeply when Zafira's thighs released him. He had almost suffocated. Almost. But it would have been a hell of a way to go. She sat up with lust still in her eyes. "My turn!" He stood while she tugged at his belt. She jerked his belt with so much force it ripped several of his belt loops. Unzipping and ripping his trousers, she wasted no time and took him into her mouth to the hilt. "Oh fuck !" He had been in her mouth before, but not like this. This time he was able to appreciate every stroke, every lick, every slurp her mouth was willing to give. She grabbed the base and slid her forked tongue up his length, nestling his shaft in the 'Y' of her tongue. It felt incredibly arousing to have both sides of his cock licked at the same time by a single tongue. Zafira slipped her hands under Cole's butt and pushed his groin upward. She inhaled his manhood to the base -- and stayed there. He felt the tickle of her tongue slithering under his balls, licking its way to his puckered hole. God damn, was she full of surprises! Cole had no idea his ass was so sensitive! Each lash made him squirm, the sensations flooding his mind. Her tongue was gentle at first, but quickly worked up to full rapid licks. With his mouth agape, he looked into her playful eyes. She enjoyed playing his body like a musical instrument, making sure she hit all the right notes before retracting her tongue back across his balls to his cock. Cole brushed Zafira's hair from her glowing eyes as he watched the sexy demon enthusiastically suck his cock. She hummed, savoring his taste as her head worked up and down his shaft in the most pleasurable way, never breaking eye contact. He thrust his hips against her movements; he did not try to control the raging orgasm building inside. This was it. If everything Zafira told him was a lie, his soul was going straight into the abyss. He surrendered himself with no regard for the consequences. She withdrew and opened her mouth for her prize. The first massive stream of his cum landed across her cheek and chin. The next went straight into her hungry mouth, coating her tongue. The rest dribbled out on her lips and was quickly sucked into her mouth. He was still alive. Weak-kneed, but still alive. "Mmm!" she hummed. She wiped his seed off her face with her fingers and lasciviously licked them clean. "Your cum never stops being delicious! I hope you don't mind making plenty more for me as we spent eternity together." Cole's grin displayed evil intent. "How about I make some more for you now? I still haven't fucked you." Her eyes lit up. "You're ready to go again? Already?"[/b][/color]
11 Dec 2016 | 15:11
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hmmmm
11 Dec 2016 | 15:12
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my people make una show @jummybabe @froshberry-2 @robidon @didi(delight) @afua @magicseed @oneal32
11 Dec 2016 | 15:15
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The end?
11 Dec 2016 | 15:22
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Waoooo
11 Dec 2016 | 15:28
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no @froshberry-2 remember Zafira and her master has unsettled business
11 Dec 2016 | 15:29
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0h! Yeah. @danco4real
11 Dec 2016 | 15:32
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Hmmm
11 Dec 2016 | 16:01
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Really enjoying did ride
11 Dec 2016 | 16:23
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Yes or next hu knws zafir... fit turn human beig again
11 Dec 2016 | 16:23
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Chaii i dey gbadun ds tory abeg sha no break mha joystick ooo
11 Dec 2016 | 19:19
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:g
12 Dec 2016 | 02:49
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Speechless
12 Dec 2016 | 03:52
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 30 "I've wanted this the moment we met. No way am I passing up the opportunity." He lifted her devilish body off the floor and pushed her face down on the bed. Her amazing ass rose in the air; her devil's tail swayed contently. He knelt between her luscious cheeks, spreading them apart with his hands, once again tongue- lashing her dripping sex as well as her velvety asshole. Just tasting her nectar again was enough to get his cock rock hard. Cole carefully positioned the tip of his raging cock against her pussy lips. He held her inviting hips and slowly eased himself into her. The heat, the moisture, the pressure -- all were better than he ever imagined. Nothing in this world mattered except merging with his demon lover, the sexiest woman who ever existed. "Fuck me hard, Cole! Fuck me so hard it hurts!" Cole was shocked by her sudden outburst. "Not being in control is turning you on, isn't it?" Zafira groaned as Cole jammed his cock hard inside her. "Yes! Now fuck me before I take that control Cole would not disappoint. He thrust his throbbing cock deep inside her. He pumped her wet pussy as fast as he could, occasionally slapping her ass to feel her insides tighten around him. The pleasure he inflicted on her wreaked havoc in her body and mind and soul. Her voice reverberated like thunder against her rooms' walls. The cries of her sexual bliss as each orgasm rolled into the next made Cole fuck her like a wild animal. He took everything he wanted from her, and more. "Don't stop! Please, don't stop! I want more!" she begged. His hands left her hips and attached to her horns, pulling her head back, making her back arch. This new angle created extra friction as Cole drove vigorously into her. No longer needing to hold herself up, one of Zafira's hands cupped her breast while the other flicked her burning clit. It all became too much. With one final thrust, he roared as he filled her insides with his hot sticky seed. His sweaty mortal body collapsed on top her. Her wings draped across the bed. She so wrung out after being so thoroughly fucked -- she could do no more than purr. Zafira gathered strength to sit up. She almost made it. She lifted herself doggy-style to elbows and knees and then rolled onto her back, panting. Cole let her get comfortable before snuggling atop her. They shared small kisses, coming down from their sexual high, as he rested between her toned legs. "So -- you ready for round three?" "Jesus, Zafira! You're going to be the death of me yet!" They laughed. "I am a succubus after all. I could never tire of this." "Well, I am human, so I do have some limitations." Zafira grinned. "Not with me, you don't." "Oh?" "How kinky do you want to get?" Zafira asked, biting her lower lip. "I've never been shy." His eyes widened and his body jerked when he felt something poke his tight asshole. Her hands were around his neck. What could it... Holy hell! It was her tail! "I want you to feel pleasures you never thought possible." Zafira's sultry voice was a hypnotic promise. Her words destroyed his last inhibitions. "Then take me to paradise, you sexy devil!" Her tail whipped around their bodies. Its spear- like tip wiggled before their eyes; she grabbed it with one hand and slurped the tip into her mouth, sucking it as she had previously tended Cole's cock. Watching her play with her demonic appendage made his cock twinge, returning it to life. Zafira pulled her tail from her mouth and murmured a subvocal spell. The tip of her tail lit with a faint pearly-white glow and moved behind them.[/b][/color]
12 Dec 2016 | 04:15
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OK.
12 Dec 2016 | 04:19
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 31 Zafira's soft slender hand reached for Cole's hard cock and guided him back into the wet folds of her pussy. She wrapped her legs around him to pull him closer. He gasped, once again sheathed inside her heat. He stopped gasping when he felt her lubricated tail press hard against his tight hole. He cringed as the vibrating tip passed through his outer ring. It stung, at first. Once the vibrating spear sunk in far enough to brush his prostate, all semblance of pain was replaced with exotic orgasmic pleasure. Zafira gripped his ass, spreading his cheeks wide while pulling him into her. Each time he thrust inside her wet pussy the tail withdrew, and vice versa. As he fucked her, her tail fucked him. They created a rhythm that had them moaning over each other's sexual ecstasy. "Holy fuck! That feels incredible, Zafira!" Cole's impending orgasm quickly built to critical levels. He spilled inside her just as her tail plunged deep into his bowels. The vibrations sent shocks to his hidden sexual organ that shattered all conscious thought. "Don't stop now, Cole!" Zafira shouted. He somehow managed to keep thrusting. His orgasm, which normally would have lasted ten seconds, tops, was well past the thirty second mark and showed no signs of stopping. What had she done? "I-I can't stop cumming!" Cole cried. "Yes! Yes! Oh fuck yes, Cole! Cum like you never have! I want you to feel this good till you can't stand it any longer!" He thought he might die, or at least go blind after a solid five minutes of orgasm passed. His heart jackhammered -- he could feel it pounding in his head as sweat poured down his body. Too much! He passed out, collapsing on her soft breasts. They lay together and basked in mutual satisfaction. She rubbed his back with a soft gentle touch; he fell asleep almost instantly. Once Cole was out cold, she slid out from under him and scooted off the edge of the bed. She giggled when she noticed Stacy staring at her with head tilted, sitting on all fours. They must have put on quite a show for her pet. The evidence: a small oily pool on the floor from the devilkin's dripping sex. A sudden thud made the walls of the succubus's lair shake. Stacy and Zafira jumped to their feet. "Right on time," Zafira said, quickly throwing her white dress back on. With her pet at her side, Zafira watched as a portal on the far wall appeared to be forced open by some unseen force. A humanoid figure slowly stepped though to invade Zafira's home. It was a person she could never forget, despite his new style of clothing. Those evil eyes; that gray skin; that crown of twisted bones. It was her creator, the Lord of Lust himself. Judging by the massive sword sheathed on his back, he was not here for a friendly visit. "Zafira! You look lovely as ever." "Asmodeus. I see you've decided to update your wardrobe. Nice to see you wearing pants for a change. Though that vest makes you look a bit feminine." He snarled. "Are you attempting to provoke me? I think we both know how such a conflict would end." Stacy growled, ready to attack. Zafira put her hand on Stacy's head. "Protect Cole," she whispered. Asmodeus walked deliberately around her dwelling. "You know, you've disappointed me yet again. All these centuries gone by, expecting you to make an attempt on my life, and you never did. I thought the angels finally got to you. Imagine my surprise when I picked up on the magical trail you've been leaving around this city. Very foolish on your part." Zafira smiled wickedly. "Everything I have done since you banished me have been carefully calculated moves on a very big chess board."[/b][/color]
12 Dec 2016 | 04:19
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 32 She looked towards the bed. "And over there rests a very big piece." Asmodeus observed the human slumbering on her bed. "My, how you have fallen from my unholy grace. Soul-binding yourself to a mortal? Such an abomination you've become." "Not just any mortal. He is a pure soul, one I love. It was my love for Simon that empowered me to stand against you before and it is my love for Cole that will enable me to kill you now." He folded his arms, "Touching. I think it will take more than 'love' to kill me, however." "How about this, then?" Zafira walked to the center of her dwelling where the cursed sword Ragnarok rested. She grasped the intricate handle, lifted the sword from its golden pedestal, and pointed it at Asmodeus. "His pure soul provides me with the energy to wield Ragnarok again." "Interesting. However, did you forget that as your creator, my magic dominates your every action?" He raised his hand and focused his power within it. His eyes widened with surprise when his magic fizzled dimly at his fingertips. He attempted again, grunting with irritation. Zafira chuckled. "Oh no! Is your magic not working?" she taunted as she approached him. "I befriended an angel who happened to specialize in anti-magic barriers. I called in a favor, asking her to make a special anti-magic barrier inside my lair, one that had the power to suppress any demon's magic other than my own, even an Aspect's." He scowled at her, his anger building with the knowledge she had outsmarted him. "I knew you were looking for me for a long while now. All I had to do was bide my time and wait for the perfect time to draw you to me. The soul summoning ritual, the memory transfer, and the soul-binding were all to grab your attention. Then all I had to do was fly through the city to catch your eye and lure you here." Her eyes glowed with the fury of a lover scorned. "I told you I'd make you pay. Even if you manage to defeat me, this place will be your prison. You'll never be able to consume another soul and your body will rot for eternity!" Asmodeus drew his massive sword. "Do not think of me as being so weak! I will break free of your little trap, after I tear your pathetic body apart, limb from limb!" They charged each other with swinging blades. A monstrous clash of unholy steel jarred Cole from his slumber. "What the fuck?" When his blurry vision focused on who else was in the room, a chill ran down his spine. "Oh shit!" Stacy rolled him out of bed and onto the floor while Zafira and Asmodeus were locked in fierce struggle. He searched for his trousers and quickly pulled them on while drawing his new pistol from the attached holster. The demons moved at such blinding speed he could not get a clear shot. Sparks of infernal energy erupted with each swing of the demonic blades as they crashed together. Neither gave way. Zafira swiftly dodged several swings of his massive sword, swings that made her furniture casualties of war. She pivoted and swung as his sword whiffed past her; her blade struck his left horn, severing it from his body. He gritted his teeth in pain but never slowed his assault. Trying a new strategy, Asmodeus turned from Zafira and went after Cole. The mortal fired several shots as Asmodeus charged him; the bullets ricocheted off the Aspect's chest. Cole frantically dove to the floor as the blade whizzed past him with a mere millimeter's margin. Cole struggled to rise again. Asmodeus raised his sword and prepared to land one swift deadly blow. His swing was stopped by Ragnarok; Zafira deflected the strike in the nick of time, but she had leaned too far, spun off balance. Asmodeus struck her with a powerful backhand of his fist, sending her across the room. He raised his blade to send Cole to the ethereal plane. Stacy leapt at the demon as he swung, chewing viciously at his neck and clawing at his eyes. He struggled to get the devilkin off him, flailing her body around, growling his annoyance. Her bite held until he slammed her into the wall and gripped her throat. He held her high and sharply flicked his wrist. With a loud snap and a soft cry, Stacy's lifeless body went limp. Asmodeus negligently dropped her corpse to the floor. "You son-of-a-bitch!" Zafira yelled, leaping at him. He quickly grabbed his sword and thrust as Zafira flew down. The blade pierced her, impaling her through the chest. He spun her around and nailed her body to the wall. Blood poured down the blade, some escaping her lips as she coughed. "Nooo!" Cole shouted.[/b][/color]
12 Dec 2016 | 04:23
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@jummybabe @robidon @froshberry-2 @oneal32 @magicseed
12 Dec 2016 | 04:28
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Already here reading it. @danco4real Am through.
12 Dec 2016 | 04:33
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Dont die oooo
12 Dec 2016 | 05:52
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okay @froshberry-2 expect the continuation in the evening
12 Dec 2016 | 06:34
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0kay.
12 Dec 2016 | 07:00
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Noooooooooooooooooooooo
12 Dec 2016 | 08:10
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Next na
12 Dec 2016 | 08:23
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Ride on..
12 Dec 2016 | 08:40
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next?
12 Dec 2016 | 10:12
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I don't know why I feel like Zafira is lying
12 Dec 2016 | 10:38
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hmmmm.....i can see zafira getting back to normal wen asmeodeous dies ....nyc one @danco4real
12 Dec 2016 | 12:05
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oh noo zafira don't die now
12 Dec 2016 | 12:51
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Fuck ds asmodus nah motherfucker ooo i hope se he no hear my word
12 Dec 2016 | 13:58
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She can't die pls.
12 Dec 2016 | 19:14
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hope is not what am thinking
13 Dec 2016 | 07:06
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ohh no this is not good
13 Dec 2016 | 11:13
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Manama
13 Dec 2016 | 11:49
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u cant just die,Zafira
13 Dec 2016 | 12:56
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 33 Asmodeus' hand gripped Zafira's throat, choking her. "You're next, as soon as I'm finished with her!" Cole fired his pistol's remaining rounds to no effect. He punched Asmodeus directly in the face but it was like hitting a concrete wall. "Get off her, you fucker!" he yelled, breaking a dining room chair over the demon's head. He saw the sword Ragnarok laying on the floor. "Cole... Don't!" Zafira's broken voice stopped him as he reached for it. From the look on her face, he knew he would surely die if he touched it. And if he died, so would she. Cole panicked. What could he do? Everything he tried had no effect. What good was he if he could not protect anyone he loved? Cole suddenly felt a strange disturbance in the room. The sounds of Zafira's cries and Asmodeus' yelling diminished from but a whisper to dead silence. The dark blood oozing from Zafira's wound stopped flowing -- the droplets hovered in thin air. Dust motes froze in the mystic light. Everything in the room was completely motionless and silent. "What the hell?" Ragnarok, the cursed sword, sprang to life. It hovered in front of Cole, then stabbed the floor at his feet. A blinding flash illuminated the room. Cole blinked and swung his dazzled eyes away. When he turned back, the sword was gone. Standing in its place was a young teenage girl in a pink dress straight from an animated fairy tale. Wings of an angel with bright ivory feathers sprouted from her back. Horns of a demon, curved forward to sharp points, rose from her skull. Red glowing eyes stared up into Cole's "W-Who are you?" Cole asked. "I am everything, and everything is me," the girl spoke, in an eerie ethereal voice that echoed hollowly against the walls. Cole took a step backward. "Are you a friend or an enemy?" The little girl smiled. "I am neither." Frustrated with her riddles, Cole focused on trying to move Asmodeus again. Even using all of his strength, he could not budge the demon's body frozen in time. "That won't work," the little girl said. "Then what will?" Cole shouted at her. The little girl walked over to Asmodeus. "My poor Asmodeus. I remember the day I created you and my other children. So young and full of promise. But you lost sight of your purpose. Humanity was never meant to be yours." "You... created him?" The girl ignored Cole's inquiry. "This creature," pointing at Zafira, "has had such a tragic existence. Perhaps it is better to let her die, to put her out of her misery." "No! She doesn't deserve this!" She turned to Cole. "What makes you think so? She has ended thousands of lives, threatened to upset the balance of the universe, and used you to suit her needs. She is a demon, evil by her very nature." "Maybe it was her intention to use me in the beginning, but I know that isn't how she feels now. I have felt her love, and witnessed her pain. She'd do anything for me, and I'd do anything for her... Anything." The little girl walked to Cole, taking his hand in hers. "This is why I came to you, mortal. It is when you are at your most vulnerable that you are also at your most powerful." Cole shook his head. "I don't understand any of this."[/b][/color]
13 Dec 2016 | 13:08
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 34 "Balance must be kept at all costs, lest the universe and everything I've created eventually implodes. I cannot bear to take the life of one of my first born myself, so it is up to you to summon the courage needed to defend that which you hold most dear." The girl shone with a brilliant radiance. "You are worthy." The blinding lite dissipated. Cole found the sword Ragnarok in his hand. Time resumed. Zafira's choking cries of agony pounded his ears. Righteous fury erupted within him. With a mighty swing, Cole's blade passed through Asmodeus' thick neck as it it were nothing but air. Asmodeus went motionless; black blood spilled from around his throat. His head fell to the floor as his empty corpse tumbled like a marionette with cut strings. Asmodeus' body ignited in a pale blue fire. The roaring sound of millions of souls imprisoned within his body erupted from the flames. After several millennia of imprisonment, they were finally freed from their torment. Cole rushed to Zafira's aid. She screamed in terrible agony as he pulled the sword from her chest. She was alive, but barely. He held her in his arms, putting pressure on the large wound. "Cole.... I'm..... sorry." "Shhh. Don't speak. Save your strength." Adrenaline coursed through his body. The blood seeped between Cole's fingers. She gasped for air, choking on her own blood. "Hang on, damn it! Don't you dare die on me!" He reached for his shirt lying crumpled on the floor close by. He applied firm pressure to the large gash but she quickly bled through the wadded fabric. The wound was too severe. "Cole... I want you to know..." "Don't you start talking like you're going to die!" he interrupted. Tears overwhelmed him, pouring down his face. "You can't die! We're bound together, remember?" "Not even that... can stop this now. Just... Listen to me. I used you... to get to Asmodeus. I didn't expect-" She coughed up more blood, her voice grew faint. "I didn't expect to fall in love... But I did. I wanted you to know... our time together... was my favorite." Cole felt so powerless. He cursed the Gods above for making him relive this agony all over again. He grabbed Ragnarok, staring at the hilt with glowing dragon's eyes. "Help her! Please help her!" There was no response from the sword. Zafira's breathing slowed. She did not have long. Cole hugged her. If she was destined to die, she would do so in his loving arms. He held her tightly, feeling her life slowing fading away. "I love you, Zafira." His tear fell on her cheek. He jumped when several beams of light flashed down like thunderbolts behind him. Three angels stepped from the mystic glow; Cole recognized their visages from Zafira's memory projection. He quickly grabbed Ragnarok and pointed the blade at them as he stood. "You'll come no further! I won't let you have her!" The bearded angel, Uriel, looked at the remnants of Asmodeus' corpse. "We felt the disturbance. We came for confirmation that a demon Aspect had been slain." "How is a mortal able to wield Ragnarok?" Ramiel questioned. "No human should be allowed to have such power! We should strike him down while his demon slave is wounded so we can take Ragnarok and seal it forever!" The angel drew his spear, ready to attack. Sofia, the female angel, crossed her short sword against his spear, lowering it to the ground. "You don't stand a chance, Ramiel. Look at him. It is his love for that succubus that grants him his power. A human who fights for that which he loves is a force to be reckoned with, let alone one who holds Ragnarok." "But this is our chance! Without Asmodeus, the balance of power is in our favor! Without Ragnarok, the demons won't have a chance anymore. We can finally end this conflict in one fell swoop!"[/b][/color]
13 Dec 2016 | 13:18
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[color=green][b]EPISODE 35 The bearded angel put his hand on Ramiel's shoulder, staying his hand. "We will do no such thing, Ramiel. Our place as angels isn't to harm humans nor exterminate demons. It is only to guide the humans, and keep the demons in check. In turn, the demons do the same to us." Uriel got down on one knee. He examined Asmodeus' remains and picked up his crown made of bone. "I only realized our true purpose after our last conflict with this succubus. Our war with one another was never meant to end. It is the will of our creator, whoever that may be, to ensure that humanity thrives." Cole could not give less of a shit about Heaven's purpose, or Hell's, or the fact their creator lived in the sword they sought to seal away. All that mattered was keeping Zafira alive. He would not hesitate to take on all three if they dared try to harm her. "You got what you came for. Now leave!" Cole demanded. Sofia slowly stepped towards Cole and tossed her own sword to the ground. "Lower your blade, mortal. I mean no harm to you or the demon." The sincerity in her eyes told him she was not lying. He lowered the cursed sword and allowed her to pass. She knelt next to Zafira and smiled. "You have the same look in your eyes as Anariel once did. Many angels would think of your love for a moral as an abomination, as I once did of Anariel. It was a mistake and I hope one day she forgives me. To see a demon in love at first hand is not an abomination, but a miracle." "Spare me... your... pity. Sofia." Zafira said. Her body shook feverishly from loss of blood. Sofia's hands began to glow. "How about I spare your life instead? Hmm?" She covered the wound with her magical hands. After murmuring a spell, a flash of light penetrated Zafira's body. When Sofia removed her hands, the huge gash was fully healed beneath Zafira's torn blood-stained dress "Zafira!" Cole choked. He practically knocked Sofia over in his rush to the demon's side. "Are you okay?" She smiled. She pulled his head to meet her lips and kissed him deeply. "I'm fine now. Weak, but I'll survive," she snickered. Zafira stood with Cole's help, her arm draped over his neck. She glanced at Sofia. "I suppose I owe you a bit of gratitude. Thank you, for Cole's sake if nothing else." Sofia smiled. "Never thought I'd hear 'thank you' from a demon's mouth. You are indeed welcome." Uriel stepped forward. "There is a matter that still needs to be addressed, Zafira."[/b][/color]
13 Dec 2016 | 13:23
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13 Dec 2016 | 13:28
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No lele. @danco4real
13 Dec 2016 | 13:57
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No probs dude. Wat matter again needs to b addressed?
13 Dec 2016 | 14:39
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This is getting serious o ooooooooo
13 Dec 2016 | 14:52
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[color=blue][b]THE GRAND FINALE COMING UP TOMORROW BY 12pm IN THE AFTERNOON[/b][/color]be ready
13 Dec 2016 | 15:01
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Thank God she didn't die
13 Dec 2016 | 15:08
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HMMMM......COLE DON DEY WIELD RANGAROK ... FULL OF SURPRISES
13 Dec 2016 | 15:33
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Continue
13 Dec 2016 | 16:02
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vex ke you tried oo
13 Dec 2016 | 16:56
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13 Dec 2016 | 21:56
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matter like wat
14 Dec 2016 | 04:19
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14 Dec 2016 | 05:59
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mhen this story is awesome!!!!
14 Dec 2016 | 07:22
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Awaiting
14 Dec 2016 | 09:08
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[color=green][b]SEMI FINAL EPISODE "Oh? What might that be? I knew being healed by an angel would come with a price." "An Aspect has been slain. If things are left as they are, the human world will eventually crumble. There can be no light without shadow. Adversity must exist in the human world so they may rise above it and become stronger than they once were. Only by overcoming evil do they appreciate what they have. There is no such thing as absolute good or absolute evil." Zafira nodded. "I understand. Without lust, how will humans develop an initial attraction to another and eventually fall in love? Without love, there will only be hate; chaos will then run rampant." He held out the crown. "There must always be an Aspect of Lust." Zafira knew what he was asking. For the sake of all of humanity, for all of Heaven's plans, she had to become the new Aspect of Lust. "Zafira, you don't have to do this," Cole whispered. "They can find someone else to fulfill the role." She shook her head. "Cole. I must do this." He sighed. "I was afraid you'd say that. I understand." She took the crown and settled it on her head. Infinite amounts of magical energy flowed through her body. The dark aura she once showed returned, along with all of her strength. "I feel whole again," she said, in a dark foreboding tone. Cole stepped back when she looked at him with renewed cold eyes. He was not sure if she would become just as evil as Asmodeus or if she would be her usual self. "Cole. I'm still me," she said with a warm smile. He chuckled, knowing she had read his mind again. They embraced, hugged, kissed, merged. Her touch radiated energy that made his entire body tingle. She broke the kiss. Her smile turned to a sad frown, her hand landing on his cheek. "I must go now." "Go? Go where?" he asked, completely confused. "To Hell. It's where I belong. I imagine I'll have a lot of upset demons to subdue after taking Asmodeus' throne." Cole frowned, his heart breaking. "So that's it? You're leaving me? After everything that happened?" "I'm sorry, Cole. I didn't plan on being a demon, let alone an Aspect. This is what destiny had planned for me." That little girl. Did she plan all of this from the beginning? Fuck destiny! He'd make his own damn choices![/b][/color]
14 Dec 2016 | 12:17
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[color=green][b]FINAL EPISODE "Take me with you." A tear ran down the demon's cheek. "That's not possible Cole. A mortal cannot survive in Hell, and even if you could, there are demons that would use you to get to me." A human could not survive, but a demon could. "Then make me a demon." Zafira's eyes widened. "What?!" "You're an Aspect now. You can make me a demon just as Asmodeus made you one. I want to be at your side, whatever it takes. You told me Hell isn't a pleasant place, but neither is this world without you." Zafira pondered his request. "If you do this, there is no going back." Cole leaned in. "There already is no going back." She wiped the tears from her eyes. "Have I ever told you that you're disgustingly sweet sometimes?" "Yes, actually," he grinned. He leaned forward and kissed his demon queen's full lips. Her hands held him tightly. As their lips locked, Cole felt a surge of energy, as something grew from his head. He knew what was happening and he did not care. All that mattered in that moment was the taste of her mouth. Two large growths formed between his shoulder blades. Zafira made sure he felt no pain, only the soft texture of her tongue wrapping around his. Their tongues tangled in new ways; his quickly became forked like hers. When she broke the kiss, Cole's body had fully transformed. His large horns curled backwards, his new wings extended outward, and his long tail swayed involuntarily. "You make a sexy incubus, I must say!" Cole looked over his shoulders and inspected his new black bat-like wings. "All this feels really weird!" "Stop complaining! I'll give you a crash course on flying later. By the way, you might want to pick up your sword. You're probably going to need it where we are going." Cole looked at Ragnarok, still laying on the floor. "I thought it was your sword?" "Not any more. It chose you, so you're its master now." He picked up the sword. It gave him the confidence he needed to ward off anyone who dare lay a finger on Zafira. Anyone, anything -- demon or angel, Aspect or... or what? He did not pursue that thought. Cole got his first glimpse of his new home as Zafira created a fiery gateway. The torrid planes of Hell loomed on the other side. The chaos and rolling fires looked intimidating -- but as long as Zafira was at his side, it would be paradise. "Farewell, angels," Zafira said over her shoulder. "Next time we meet might not be on such peaceful terms." Uriel grinned as he stroked his beard. "I expect no less, Zafira, Mistress of Lust." She looked at Cole. "Mistress of Lust... Has a nice ring to it doesn't it?" "A fitting title, my love." While holding hands, walking through the gateway, Cole remembered something the Crusader Gabriel once told him. The irony made him smile. The path to Hell was indeed paved with good intentions.[/b][/color] THE END
14 Dec 2016 | 12:21
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14 Dec 2016 | 12:25
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@danco4real nyc one so this idiot made him self an incubus dan going after penny idiot
14 Dec 2016 | 12:28
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lol @robidon
14 Dec 2016 | 12:32
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what a wonderful story
14 Dec 2016 | 13:03
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@dapada80 @itzsmart-don @kachiska @lexxxino @sassyqueen2 @kaka @eddyebere @b-boy @mardiyahabdulkadirgmail-cm @gift-hmussagmail-com @tiana @harkeem1 @damon @tommie @excellentsmart @sirdx @adetolaadejoke @aerofist @herdeyshine @whiteangel95 @tluv @olushegzy @Timothy @bhorllhyqueen last episode is here
14 Dec 2016 | 13:08
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finally u became a demon cole
14 Dec 2016 | 13:50
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mhen..seriously dat was cool...but turning into a demon bcoz of love....shit mhen...who love epp???.....nice one danco4real...i troway salute baba
14 Dec 2016 | 13:55
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wow finally
14 Dec 2016 | 13:55
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I followed dis story den start to finish...... u really did a good job.... u succeeded in making me an addict
14 Dec 2016 | 14:13
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Wow.... Hmmm...Cole... finally a demon
14 Dec 2016 | 14:50
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So Detective Harvey u r now a demon
14 Dec 2016 | 14:57
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Cole dey very foolish abeg
14 Dec 2016 | 15:12
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Welldone @ danco4real
14 Dec 2016 | 15:19
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Lol @pusmonster
14 Dec 2016 | 17:52
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Nice and interesting story... Kudos to you
14 Dec 2016 | 18:21
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Love shaaaa... I really gbadun ur story jare buh i no lyk d fact dat cole turn into a demon coz of zafira
14 Dec 2016 | 18:56
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Wow... Nice story, thumbs up.
15 Dec 2016 | 01:41
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Apology accepted @danco4real
15 Dec 2016 | 04:22
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At last
15 Dec 2016 | 05:04
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nice story i really enjoyed this
15 Dec 2016 | 05:17
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The Part To Hell Is Paved With Good Intension Indeed....What A Nice Combination; Succubus And Incubi Lolz....Interesting
22 Dec 2016 | 04:10
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Nice Guy
2 Jun 2017 | 14:14
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This story is dope
15 Sep 2017 | 12:33
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Please I wants e episode 4
2 Oct 2017 | 01:39
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NICE
30 Dec 2017 | 04:39
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ist tym am readin a foreign story, nice
18 Jun 2018 | 17:13
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Wow
16 Feb 2022 | 12:09
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Hmmmmn
16 Feb 2022 | 15:38
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Maria what happened?
16 Feb 2022 | 15:46
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Oga frank u don market for zahira hand
16 Feb 2022 | 15:49
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What a painful death
16 Feb 2022 | 15:57
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Nawa
16 Feb 2022 | 16:09
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What? Roses is zahira
16 Feb 2022 | 16:29
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Clash and wrath of the titans z vs a
16 Feb 2022 | 16:57
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Finally the evil is dead there is balance
16 Feb 2022 | 17:04
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Chai maria why fear?
16 Mar 2022 | 08:30
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