Jessica Robinson
Stories
9
Chapters
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1.2 M
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Heaven tried to remain calm and not show that she was afraid now that this demon dancing with her knew who she was. "I am Louis." He introduced himself. Then his gaze fell on her neck. A shiver went through her, as if she knew what he was thinking. "I don't see a mark on you." He said. "I don't have a mate and I know you are looking for a husband." This was getting worse than she thought. Why did this man know so much about her? He was probably an older demon, which did not benefit her in this…
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"Heaven, I can be the man for you." Zarin blurted. Heaven blinked a few times, her brain unable to process what he said. What did he mean? He couldn't mean what she thought he meant. No. He would never. "Zarin," She went and grabbed his arm and led him toward the door. "You are a friend to me. You need not be anything else." She grabbed the door handle and opened the door. "I am exhausted and need to get some sleep before training." "Heaven." He grabbed her wrist and stopped her from…
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After watching the sunrise together, Zamiel took her back home. They arrived at her garden. Suddenly a sadness settled in his heart. He did not want to let go of the woman in his arms. The one who made him smile and comforted him today. The one who made him want to live. She was too good for him. He didn't deserve her. Yet he had awakened her demon. He was both happy and guilty about it. Happy because he was the one to awaken it, that her demon responded to his kiss with such intensity made his heart…
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Zamiel took her up on a tree to watch the ocean from above and far away. It shimmered, reflecting the starry night. It was a beautiful sight. "Did my father allow you to take me out?" She asked, as they sat on a thick branch. "I never asked for his permission." He said. Heaven was surprised. Considering his personality, she thought he would ask. "Heaven, I need this night with you. I have left my suffering, but it has not left me. I want to spend time with you so you can know the person I am,…
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Zamiel drew her into his arms. He grabbed her face gently, his icy fingers causing her to shiver for other reasons then the cold. "Heaven. I don't want to bite you if the reason you are allowing it is to end my pain. I want you to want it for yourself. Not for me." Heaven opened her mouth to protest, but he put a finger on her lips. "Think about it first. If I bit you now, what would it mean to you? Or to your plan to become a ruler? I want you to make the choice thinking of how it will benefit…
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Heaven asked her handmaiden Kate to bring her maid's clothes. While Zamiel waited outside in her garden, she quickly changed. She could not go out with her fancy dress. Once she was ready, she went back to the garden. Zamiel was sitting on a bench, waiting. "Do I still look breathtaking?" She asked playfully once Zamiel looked at her. "No dress can make you look any less." He told her looking into her eyes. Heaven had never felt so excited by compliments before, and people complimented her…
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She saved him, and now that he chose to live and to abandon his suffering for her, she wanted to protect him. She wanted to never let him suffer again, or let him feel lonely again. She wanted to fill his days with happiness and show him that life was worth living. She would allow no one to hurt him again. Zamiel smiled at her, and Heaven panicked. Her cheeks flushed. Did he hear her thoughts? After marking her once, he shouldn't be able to no matter what, but he had been able to compel her so…
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All air left her lungs as she caught sight of a man she knew very well, yet seemed unfamiliar to her eyes. This man looked far from dead or sick. He exuded power and strength as he walked through the crowd. His tall figure was clad in a black long-sleeved jacket with a white shirt underneath. The jacket was adorned with silver buttons and embroideries. His pants were simple and narrow and went into a pair of black boots that made a clicking sound as he walked. The way he dressed was simple, but people…
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Heart pounding, hands sweating, Heaven closed her eyes and finally stabbed him after a long moment of hesitance. She expected to feel her blade cut into something, a resistance, but it felt like she stabbed through thin air. Slowly, she opened her eyes. Zamiel was gone. She looked at her blade, no trace of blood. Heaven dropped the blade and fell to her knees. She buried her face in her hands and burst into tears. She cried loudly, not caring if anyone heard her. The relief that washed over her was…
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Heaven was washing the dirt off her body with no help. She wanted to be alone, to sort out her thoughts and feelings. She would leave both Zamiel and Zarin to think for themselves. There was no need to worry about them. They were grown up men and she had other things to take care of. Tomorrow she would solely focus on her mission to become a ruler. She would not let these men distract her. When she was done cleaning herself she got dressed and then went to sit in front of the mirror to brush her hair.…
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