Michael Davis
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It was another sunny day in heaven, but it was definitely shaping up to be an interesting one. Saint Peter found himself gawking as a black SUV appeared in front of the pearly gates. He looked down at his book and a new name appeared. “This is certainly unusual.” He said, trying to regain his composure. “Murphy is it?” The SUV went to rev its engine to confirm but nothing happened. The human in the white robe was saying something about there being a no parking zone but Murphy ignored him. He was…-
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Bael always felt like it was one step forward, another step back with Six. After they cleaned up the kitchen Maharet started making dinner and Bael was left to wonder what he did wrong. Then it hit him like a punch to the gut. He looked out at the leaky wreck parked in front of their house. Six lost her family in a car accident. How could he have been so stupid? Seeing Murphy crumpled and damaged must have set her off. Then when Bael disappeared things must have snowballed from there. If he stopped to…
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Naked as the day they were made, Bael and Maharet lay in the smoking crater where his bed had been. She panted, clouds of smoke flowing out from between her red lips with every breath. There were no words. Just a look of surprise, exhaustion, appreciation, and complete surrender. The sex had been good before, but this time it was incredible. When they got to hell she had expected Bael to rip her clothes off and take her right then and there. And she had wanted him to. Instead he took his time, whispering…
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Chapter 30: Hot Coffee Cherry always enjoyed her time on Earth. The mortal realm had nice weather, plenty of people to eat, and of course, chocolate. She had fallen into the barista gig by pure chance but it was really working out well for her. That was, until she saw a familiar flame demon walk through the door. At first she was worried, then she became resigned to her fate. If Maharet Flameheart was here there could only be one possible outcome. Cherry was about to get dragged back to the second…
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If the world ended tomorrow Maharet wouldn't shed a tear for humanity. She would regret the passing of certain people, like her foster daughter Six or Michael the bartender at Harrows who always got her drinks just right. But as a species, humans were trouble. They were the reason Lucifer had rebelled, after all. It was maddening how the creator kept forgiving them for their mistakes. Sure, he punished the humans sometimes. But he never turned his back on them, not fully, not like he had done to the…
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Another member of the household was attempting to establish a daily routine. But he was having trouble. Titan’s duties usually entailed waiting patiently in front of hell's gates until someone did something stupid. At which point he would go have lunch. Unfortunately there really wasn't much for him to do in this quiet suburban neighborhood. A gopher infestation in the garden had offered brief amusement. Their charred skeletons and burned out burrows would serve as warnings to any future would-be…
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Over the millennia Maharet had always been more of a house burner than a homemaker, but she didn’t think it was too late to turn over a new leaf. After all, she was bright, resourceful, and had her new friend Julia to point her in the right direction. She also had a book. It was practically new in demon terms but perilously out of date by human standards. There had been passages about obeying her husband and catering to his every whim and desire, which of course she had chosen to ignore. The section on…
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The foster father and daughter sat on the stone bench outside the Thrifty drugstore eating their ice cream cones. At thirty-five cents per scoop it was an incredible deal. The scoops were flat on top with cylindrical sides, making them easy to stack. Bael obviously took full advantage of this. The demon admired his masterpiece. It originally contained six scoops in total ranging from rainbow sherbet to rocky road. Currently it was down to a much more manageable three, though Bael did have a bit of brain…
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As they were walking to the car Bael realized something. For once in his life he didn’t care if he was being played. He didn’t care if some cosmic power was toying with him by putting Six in his path. All he cared about was giving her the best possible life he could and that meant preparing her for a life without him. That gave him five months to get her trained, to teach her all he could so that whatever came she would be ready. Bael tossed their bags into Murphy’s back seat and spun on his heel.…
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At the furniture store Bael and Six tried to ease their way into a conversation. There was a vague uneasiness in the air. Six broke the silence first. “Would you ever hurt me?” Six asked as she loaded sheets and comforters into their cart. ”I mean, I’m a human and you’re a demon. There’s really no reason for you to care about me. Why would you risk everything to stay and help me?” Bael fluffed a down pillow several times before speaking. “Well, you did give me ice cream.” “You can…
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