Andrew Garcia
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Lilith held her head which was aching in pain. She didn't remember what happened but faintly she recalled a few of her last memories before her death, remembering her dearest lover, Maroon. She looked at her hand and slowly pushed herself from the coffin after pushing away her grip on Thomas's hands. She walked toward the cupboard where she saw a basin filed with water and her eyes looked back on her reflection. Now she recalled what happened. She had died, more than hundred years ago, turning to a…
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Ian snapped his finger and in cue Maroon whose presence was as thin as the paper in the room presented a scroll for the men to see and their eyes widened after viewing how similar the drawing of the two scroll was. "They are the same person," said the man who sat beside Dalton with a deep frown, "May I ask where did you have this portrait drawn and why Milord?" Elise didn't know why there were two similar portrait and she looked at Ian to meet his eyes and hear his reply, "A few weeks ago Elise and I…
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It was not only Ian who felt annoyed by the sudden interruption but Elise also felt that it was a shame. She fixed her dress when Ian softly twisted her waist to bring her to the other side of the couch. He stood up, leaving toward the door without fixing his collar that was disheveled along their passionate kiss. "What?" Asked Ian right when he pulled open the door. His eyes peered down at Austin who was standing with a confused expression. "Were you sleeping, milord?" Austin asked as seeing Ian's…
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Elise felt his lips against her chin, trailing around the curve of her face and softly when his lips brushed against her neck, her breaths turn shallower. Ian's fingers on her waist and bottom took its time but was fast too turn a mere cress into something much more lewder and sultry. His lips went over her, it wasn't a kiss as he only hover before her pink lips. The moment of silence between them passed with the two touching each other, tasting and feeling one another by their fingertips and sense of…
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There was theories in Elise's mind about Ian's feathery pitch black wings. At first she contemplated whether it happened because Ian was once a human who converted into a Demon but when she read the book about Angels which she borrowed from Redrick, the book stressed on how immaculate their feathery snowy white wings which was said to only be granted to the celestial beings and never to others. Which mean somewhere in Ian's blood, he held a lineage of an angel, just like her. Lucifer nice made into one…
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Panic rode Elise's entire body. Coming to Ian's side, she saw how more blood spilled from his mouth, "Ian? Ian? Stay with me," she whispered. One of her hand was holding his hand and the other tried to put pressure on his wound to stop the bleeding but when when pulled her hand, her fingers trembled as she could feel the arm blood that continue to soak her hand. Drops of red blood fell on the ground and the sound was so distinct that Elise felt as if it was her heart that dropped in a shatter way as the…
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Elise woke up feeling her morning a fresh. Upon opening her eyes she could feel her sight turning clearer than ever, her body that ache from pain, now feel far more comfortable than before, maybe even better than what she ever felt. Was it the goo sleep? Wondered Elise. She slipped out of her bed, and after she had changed to a fresh dress, she exited her room when she meet Mila who seemed to be passing by the corridor, "Lady Elise," Mila bowed, showing her respect before she looked up and Elise found…
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Night was prevailing in the mortal's worlds, no sound could be heard from the houses as everyone's eyes were closed in slumber. It was also the nighttime in Hell, in fact, the place had always been dark without light as if the time had stopped moving in Hell. Unlike the mortal's world, however, Hell was not silent. Chatters of Demons filled the land, most people were busy with their own demands, the demands which most humans would look away due to how cruel it was. But this is Hell, cruelty was normal—…
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As if knowing Ian's plan, Maroon was quick to leave and came back with a chair, placing it next the iron grilled door. Ian flipped his night robe out of the way and crossed his legs as he sat on the chair. On seeing Ian, feared soaked on Ellen's entire body. Her throat ran dry, "L...Lord Ian, why am I here, milord?" The woman asked, placing a naive question and throwing a look as if she was wronged. "Beats me, Ellen. Why do you think you are here?" Ian threw the question with the same naive look, both…
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Elise wasn't confident in torturing others as Ian was, however, she trusted herself as a person who is capable to do things if she was to put all her mind into it. They didn't have much information and from what Elise could see through the gesture Esther shown, it appeared as if the girl was omniscient with the things that she or Ian aren't aware of. "We can continue to speak again. Are you hungry?" Ian questioned her, his act of tenderness meant a lot to her especially with the note in her mind that it…
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