The Demon King's Virgin Bride

BOOK TWO IS OUT- THE DEVIL'S STUDENT MATE. This book is complete and unedited and is Book one of the Kings of Hell Series. Book 2 is out and it is called The Devil's Student Mate and book three; Wanted By The Demon Prince, book four The Demon Prince's Surrogate. All books can be read as  a stand-alone but reading this one first does help because it is the foundation. Disclaimer- I am in my late teens and English is NOT my first language so I am no professional writer with a degree in English and Literature. That said, this book won't be perfect and free of errors.   No unnecessarily  rude comments please!  Before you read, remember that NO ONE IS PERFECT, ESPECIALLY NOT THE DEVIL. THANK YOU FOR TAKING TIME TO READ MY BOOK, I HOPE YOU ENJOY THE STORY!                                                                  *********************************************************************************************************** 1 SMOKE, SKULLS AND SPELLS  "Once you invite him, he'll never leave."     "Reeese! Where are you? You're ten minutes late already." Olivia's loud, discontent voice filtered through my phone's speaker, reminding me for the third time in five minutes that I am late.   Rolling my eyes, I continued to fiddle with my backpack's zipper, which has pinched onto some fabric and refuses to go down. My fingers trembled, hindering my success in getting it to budge.   I need to be quick.   I can't let them start without me.   Drawing in a calming whiff of air to quell my panic, I attempted to push it down again and finally got it to budge, life really does the most when you're late. Sighing in relief, I walk to my dresser and take out a couple of clothes, not forgetting the sexy lingerie the girls pestered me into buying, the lace feels soft against my skin and I bet I look very appetizing in it.   "Reese?" Olivia's obtrusively impatient voice called, i had nearly forgotten that I'm still on call with her. Not wanting her to conclude I'm officially a t**t for ignoring her, I left my dresser and crouched down on the bed.   "My God Livy, I'm trying my best to hurry up, you don't have to remind me every second, you know."   "Well the girls are getting pretty impatient, five more minutes and we're starting without you." She muttered in an almost inaudible voice, as though trying not to be heard. I was just about to question her whispering, when some leering giggles beamed from the background, followed by the uncouth crowing of Charlize.   "If that's Reese on the phone, tell her to get her lazy ass over here in the next two minutes or we're starting without her." Her voice amplified, my ears hurting from the high decibel, she's the loudest amongst us and the one to always find out secrets when they're out, so she isn't the publishing media of the biggest school scandals. With every word her voice became louder and louder, until it was loud for me to presume she stood right next to Olivia, hovering over her shoulder to be precise. "Reese don't make me come over there and drag you over here by your v****a hairs, you better not be moping over that worthless piece of shit." She chided and I rolled my eyes to the back of my head.   "I mean come on Reese!" Broke out Zoey's unmistakable naturally hoarse voice, which made most who didn't know her assume she's a smoker, you'll get acquitantated with her knuckles if you ask her that. "Get over the douchebag already, he wasn't even handsome or anything close, an ugly boy is not worth your tears."   Tears! Who ever said I was crying?!   Funny, she was the one making him out to be a Greek God , some two weeks ago..but she did always say, I qoute, if you f**k up my friend and mess with her feelings, you automatically become Grinch to me.   "Yeah!" Scarlett panted, clearly short of breath from running. Knowing her, she probably sprinted all the way to Olivia, shoved through Zoey and Charlize, just to join in on the "sizzling" convo- I swear she has the worst case of FOMO known to man. "We're tired of playing f*****g agony aunts, aren't we? "   Her speech was very much exaggerated, I have never been once nagged them with my boy problems. "Yeah!" The addressees agreed in unison. "There are many d***s out there, plenty and plenty of beautiful d***s and your busy sulking over that bloody wanker!" Scarlett remarked derisively.   "She's still grieving over that asshole Zack?" It was now Amy who interjected in much disbelief. Now four of my seven best friends have 'entered' the conversation and they have plenty to say, as always. I had rolled my eyes at the word 'grieve', and stuffed a light hoodie inside the bag. "Babes come have fun with us, whatever happened to chicks before small d***s?"   My laughter couldn't be helped, I really love these girls, even though they're massive pricks in the ass most of the time, i was fortunate to have an army of seven ragging lady beasts by my side. "You're very correct in that department." I said, finally letting my presence be known.   "You don't say...did we have ourselves a chocking harzard?" Zoey scoffed, the other girls spurring me to an answer with a curious, passioned, "Anndddd?"   Throwing some toiletries into the bag, I picked up my cell from the bed and zipped the bag, then I tried my best to feign some nonchalance as i said, "Yes, the classical toe pinkie."   All the girls broke out in contagious laughter, "Do you have a picture? We definently need to see that!"   "Yeah!" All the girls agreed with Amy, Scarlett proceeding to ask, "Is it shorter than Kullen's?" I could tell how curious she is to know how my ex's p***s compares to her ex's, but i didn't make fall for the trap, I won't be the next "Queen Tottie Tort" and be the bud of the jokes the girls always make when we discuss our boyfriends' bedroom performance.   "Where's Olivia?" I asked, her absence finally coming to my notice.   "She went to the kitchen to prepare the snacks," Scarlett replied, "you were telling how short Zack's boy is, where do we range- four inches? Five inches?"   Well that's my cue!   "I have to go, don't start without me!" I warned sternly before dropping the call quickly enough to not hear Scarlett's protest.   Honestly I was ashamed to admit that the first p***s I got to lay my eyes on reminded me of the tiniest toe on my foot - the way he'd been so eager to shove it in my mouth, I thought I'd finally never have the word "d**k" on my browsing history again- although I'll have to admit, I should've have laughed the way I did when his briefs reached his knees and the tiny fellow poked at my face- maybe the janitor won't have caught us in his dungeon, and maybe we'd still be together.   Hooking one arm of the bag on my shoulder, I shoved my phone in my front jean pocket and briskly walked to the kitchen. The phone call had delayed me by another ten minutes, but that, wasn't my fault entirely- had the girls not persisted with their 'he's not worth your heartbreak' spiel, I wouldn't be this late.   To some extent they were right, I had gotten sulky for a day, or two, or three, over my break-up with Zachary. Yuck, even the mentioning his name nauseates me! But i quickly recovered, the fucktard simply wasn't worth it, plus I always knew I could do so much better than him. What had stung the most was the fact that, while I was devoutly loyal to him, he was busy f*****g my cousin Vanessa and the little w***e couldn't wait to rub it in my face- she acted like her sucking his twig of a d**k before I could, is something deserving of an accolade.   I did give him a fair chance to explain himself and he told me of how I'd crushed his dignity,ego and  pride  as a man by finding humour in the size of his manhood( he meant toodlerhood) and he had to validate that he is still acceptable to the ladies - I suppose this is why he won't be walking easily or sticking it in anyone for some time.   My pain and humiliation, however was well compensated for and not only by Zachary, Vanessa is nursing a broken arm and receiving the shunning deserving of a w***e like her at school, though I won't take credit for that, she doomed herself by spreading her legs for the entire RICI squad (Rich, Insolent, Coky Idiots).   I'll tell you one thing, after being cheated on by my very first boyfriend, who I wasn't looking for in the first place, I have concluded that "I've got to trust my lonely", I am over boys and relationships in general, I'll leave that to the girls.   Walking into the kitchen, I find my mom leaning over the kitchen counter, chugging down some juice, while my father stirs a pan of simmering veggies and meat. The aroma is delightful, my mother is lucky to have married a man who lets her standby while he tends to our hungry bellies and the chores, If I wasn't planning on remaining single forever, I'd say I do hope my husband will be just like my dad, that man is amazing.   "Smells delicious daddy," I hum with content, "making your famous sausage pepper rolls?"   "Yep! They'll be ready in a few...you're not staying for dinner?" Dad asked, his eyes referencing to my dangling bag.   "No, unfortunately, I'm going over to Seraya's, we're having a slumber party annddd..I'm late, gotta dash." I quickly planted a kiss on each of their cheeks, then grabbed my keys, "Save some for me." I yelled as I approached the front door.   "We'll try." My mother laughed- that wasn't a guarantee, that's for sure.   Thankfully Seraya's house is only a five minute drive away, if I weren't late, walking would've been an option. Pulling into her driveway, I killed the engine and carried my bag, along with some tasty snacks I'd kept in the car, then made my way to the house. Not bothering to knock, I let myself in, make it to the kitchen and ease my arms of the weight of the snacks. The house is eerily quiet and seemingly empty. Where is everyone?   "Hellooo?" I called out, exiting the kitchen, "Where you girls at?"   "In Seraya's room, hurry." Charlize waved me over from the top of the stairs. I waste no time ascending to the mentioned room. Walking in and tossing my bag to Seraya's bed, a heavy cloud of perfume welcomed me and clothes scattered on the floor.   All the girls; Seraya, Olivia, Riley, Charlize, Zoey, Amy and Scarlett, were getting undressed and I marveled at their nudity.   "What are you girls doing?"   "Strip." Riley instructed.   "Why?" I furrowed my brows. I didn't mind being naked in front of the girls, we have seen each other bare countless times over the years and we're very comfortable around each other, I just don't get why I have to let my clothes go.   "Seraya says we need to conduct the ritual skyclad." Olivia informed, unclapsing the hooks of her bra.   "What's skyclad?"   "Naked!" Scarlett's reply only missed a duh!   "Naked, why?"   Amy's bare shoulders shrugged, "What do we know? We're not witches, ask Seraya."   I look over at a nude Seraya, sliding my tee down my arms, "Wicked witch of the west, why do we need to be naked exactly?"   Tying her jet black hair into a messy bun, her response was simple, "Clothes disconnect us from the spiritual world, they are bound to earth."   And why wasn't I informed of this?!   So what is this ritual that I'm baring my body for you wonder, well what it is exactly, I'm still not quite sure. Seraya suggested it to us two weeks ago, she's quite the master at coaxing, so we couldn't refuse.   We've always known that Seraya's comes from a bloodline of and is the descended of very powerful witches and Wiccans and that she's 'spiritually gifted' as she calls it. Over the twelve of knowing each other, she's graduated from small, minor spells to more complex spells and rituals. I would've never believed in magic had I not been her friend and witnessed the unbelievable. We're the only ones, besides her grandparents, who know of her abilities.   Tonight she told us we're going to summon a dead God and I can't say why, but I am looking forward to this ritual as much as I did the others. Perhaps it was the fact that I failed to see the significance of summoning the ghost of some God, yep that must be it.   I know close to nothing about spells and witchcraft and magic, so I couldn't object taking off my clothes, I just hated feeling like I know less than they do.   "And why wasn't I informed of this?" Hesitantly I unbuttoned my jeans.   "There was a need to?" Girded Seraya.   "Less whining, more striping." Riley's thong came flying over, landing on my feet.   "Really?" I rolled my eyes, stepping out of my jeans. My bra was next to leave my body and I remained in my black boyleg panties, a mild qualm of embarrassment washing over me.   If I had known that I'd be going nude in front of people, I would have shaved and at least given my pubic area some decency. To call it a "bush" would be an understatement, sprouting from my v****a is a jungle that would make most tropical forests shy away.   Now I know you're probably wondering what my problem is, and I quite honestly, I have no valid reason to vouch for my hairy state, just excuses. I for one, have never been a fan of razors, clippers, patches or burning cream and the required effort of using them, so I neglected the responsibility to trim my front lawn. I mean till now my tangles of hair had never been an issue, circumstances (other than my period which amost made me reach for the razor) never demanded me of a kempt crotch; I hardly visit the beach so I've never had the goading worry of having my hair peak out of my bikini bottom and I know the only set of eyes to look down there, nearly all the time were mine, not even Zachary had seen my v****a. And let's be realistic, there was no way i would've known that I'd be exposed like this, it's not everyday I get naked because of a ritual.   Nevertheless, I planned not to delay the girls any further and boldly, and i mean boldly, I let loose of my knickers and stacked by belongings next to my bag.   The girls reactions, might I say, was very much mostly unexpected.   "Bloody hell, you look like a cavewoman Reese." Charlize exclaimed, earning me some gawks from the rest of the girls.   Olivia, who stood by the make-up station gasped, dropped the brush in her grip and bolted towards me. There was a glint of excitement in her eyes as she stared at my bare crotch. "That is soo cool, looks soft, reminds me of a baby's head, may I touch it?"   "No!" I slapped her arm away.   "Pleaseee, just a little bit, mine never grows thick at all, I just want to know how it feels.." she wants to have a bush? Seriously if it were up to me, not a single strand of hair would grow there.   "Me too." Of course Scarlett would chime in.   "Hands off my v****a, this is a no go zone."   "Why would you let it grow this big though? Doesn't it bother you?" Curiosity prompted Olivia to ask.   "Yeah!" Zoey interjected. "Didn't Zack complain about the hair getting stuck between his teeth?"   "Yeah I wonder how the poor bastard managed making out with that afro between your legs." Riley mocked, the other girls chuckled by the make-up station while getting their make-up done.   I am the only virgin in the group and most, ALL the time I get teased about it- I am a virgin by choice, so many boys have tried to get my panties down, but I never give them a chance- I'm too picky and I don't want to settle (I mean look what happened the one time I decided to) and I'm fine if even in the next ten years I've still not had d**k in my v****a. I never tell this to anyone especially my besties because they'll laugh till next year, but I've never gotten ahmm...excited over a guy's touch, my body feels nothing, even as Zack would feel me up, I'd just be pretending with little whimpers and a horny smile while my mind just keeps going, "Is this the part where I get horny? Am I supposed to be wet?" I always end up believing my own lies if I exercise them hard enough and I thought I could lie about feeling something, fake it until I believe it, but no, not even my mind is that powerful. And I don't think having s*x is going to change anything, like Riley always says, "It's only because you haven't had c**k, once you have it, you'll understand why Zoey always orders dildos online and why I can't be without a boyfriend for a week."   And she wasn't exaggerating, Riley Vurte has never been single for more than a week!   Sex is so overrated, I honestly don't see why people obsess over it so much. Yes I masturbate, every once in a while and I never feel anything close to the pleasure  Charlize describes to take over her body and mind when squirts on her fingers fantasizing about Sir Flair, our Physics and robotics teacher...AND I'd never sneak into the kitchen in the middle of the night to steal a cucumber and abuse the poor vegetable to that extent!   Maybe I fall under the few women who'll ever experience s****l gratification in their lifetime.   "You think If Zach ever got to nip at the cookie jar, I'd be in this state?" Taking a stool next to Olivia, I finally answered Zoey, but needed a few answers myself.   "Uhhmmm.. It's nearly midnight, what or who are you getting all dolled up for?" Truth be told, I am lazy when it comes to beauty stuff, and too impatient to draw perfectly symmetrical eyebrows, apply all the layers of powder, foundation and concealer and what-nots.   "We have to look beautiful, otherwise he won't answer our summon, I hope you took a shower before you came here." Seraya dusted her cheeks with blush powder if that's what you even call it and I crossed my arms over my chest.   Why would I torture myself like that for a ghost! A ghost!   I reached for a peach lip balm and applied it on my lips, that's as far as I'll go, what do I care if a ghost thinks I'm beautiful or not?   "It's almost twelve, we must get going, I've already prepared the alter." The last I saw Seraya this excited was when her long time crush invited her to his party back in junior year..but, he invited everything on two legs. She got to her feet and we followed, I lagged behind.   "About time! I seriously can't wait." Olivia gushed.   Why's everyone so excited?   Am I missing something here?   I'm definitely missing something here.   Finally we reached the attic, where all the supplies for varies spells are stored. Seraya positions herself behind a huge, antic oak table and skims over an equally ancient, yet well maintained spellbook, with heavy, tainted brownish sheets of paper, a sable, coarse leather cover with small red, blue and purple gems and sapphires encrusted in its centre.   I and the other girls begin to look around the room, gawking at the shelves holding enigmatic jars, knives, plants, herbs, weeds, sculptures and other objects I can't classify.   "Okay...says here we're going to need..two crow feathers, two raven feathers, the stem of poison ivy, Dragon Blood Resin, the ashes of a fallen hero, graveyard dirt, two bones, a human skull anndd.. narataila, amanita phalloides."   "Seraya! Where are we going to get all that?" Olivia asks.   "Yeah you can't tell me you have human skulls lying around the house." Riley said with all pessimism.   Seraya snorted, "As a matter of fact I do, a witch is always prepared.   "No that's not the question, where did you get a freaking human skull?" I asked with a wide-eyed stare, praying that one, she didn't f*****g kill someone just to perform this spell, two- that she didn't dig it out of someone's grave- I don't want to be stricken with a century of bad luck!   "And what the hell is narata..whatever you called it?" Amy asked.   Seraya just tittered at our reactions and scoured around the room, rummaging through the shelves for the needed items.   "I found it where every other witch finds their human skulls, and narataila is human oil extracted from a corpse."   From a corpse!!!   "Eeeeeewwwwwwwe!" The girls and I expressed our disgust, while Seraya held a seemingly real human skull by the sockets, not a bit shook.   "Is it real?" Olivia briefly trailed a finger on the skull forehead.   "Yes it is, now hold it." Seraya handed it to her. "You're each going to hold something, don't make me do all the work." With that, the bone landed in Olivia's trembling hands.   "Oh my god! oh my god! The texture, feels so creepy and weirdddd."   Charlize rolled her eyes peevishly, "Suck it up, buttercup."   "Charlize you hold the dragon blood resin, Amy the graveyard dirt, Scarlett, the narataila, Zoey, the feathers and poison ivy, Riley..the ashes and Reese, the amanita phalloides."   A bowl containing what resembled some very toxic mushrooms was presented to me.   Yuck! Yuckie! Yuck!   "Alright, seven minutes till midnight, let's go to the alter." Seraya led us down to the basement, the forbidden room, and it was exciting as none of us have ever been down there. Tugging at the chain necklace on her neck with a strange looking key at its end, she unlocked the door.   Moving cautiously, with the items secured in our hands, we walked into the large, dimly lit room. The entire ambiance of the room is chilling and unwelcoming. The room is empty, unfurnished, except for its busy middle. Right in the centre of a room, a huge, complex, symbolic pentacle is sketched in white, about thirty thick, black candles( the only supply of light) surrounded it.   At the centre of the pentacle, is a medium sized iron, black, mildly corroded dish. Inside of it, something simmers, emitting a dense, white, scented smoke into the air. The candle lighting cast spooky shadows onto the walls and roofing and I was a bit frightened as the sources of the shadows couldn't be traced.   "Uuuuu..spooky." Amy attempted her best ever ghost voice.   "We're going to sit around, behind the candles in a meditating position and completely surround the pentacle, okay." We all gave Seraya a nod and settled down. Seraya took the items from our hands and poured them into the simmering dish while mumbling something. She then placed a circular wooden board with a semi-circle carved into both halves of the circle, it looks like two conjoined protectors, except for the pointy metallic arrow in its middle.   With the spellbook in hand, she finally sat next to Riley. "Join hands girls." Her eyes searched for Olivia.   "Wow Reese, your nails are very beautiful." Olivia complimented, brushing her fingers along my painted nails. I smiled appreciatively.   "Let me see." Seraya crawled over and knelt behind me. Having  breast pressed onto my bare back isn't something I think I'll ever get used to. Resting her head on my shoulder, she extended both her arms and grabbed my hand. "They're gorgeous, purple is definitely your colour."   "Thanks." I smiled at her.   "And your hands," she massaged my palm and fondled all the way to the tip of my fingers, giving them a squeeze, "your hands are really soft, where did you get them done."   "There's a new beauty salon right next to...Aahhhhhh! b***h! What did you do that for!" My squalling echooed around the room, along with some amused chuckles.   Acting like she just hadn't stabbed the tip of my finger with a pin, seraya hauled my hand over to the flame of a candle and squeezed out a blob of blood onto the flame, before releasing my arm from her arrest.   "Sorry love, the spell requires blood, I've already collected some from the girls while we waited for you and I knew you wouldn't willingly lose blood, since you're such a baby."   Bitch!   "Awwee..does the bubu hurt?" Her theatrical baby voice mocked. "Smile Reese, otherwise you'll chase away Lord Thiervion."   Bitch!   Though I can't help but ask, "Who's this Lord Thiervion?"   All the girls giggled mischievously. They clearly know something I don't.   "Let's just say, he's the Underworld God of..fertility." Seraya gave me a simper.   The underworld!   God of fertility!   What the heck are we summoning a God of fertility for? I don't plan on getting pregnant any time soon and I am certain neither does any of the girls- like Riley literally cheers in celebratory joy when she sees that monthly smear of blood on her panties.   "Zoey you tiffy! Are you seriously fingering yourself!" All our eyes fell on Zoey following Charlize's words.   And there she was, breaking the safe circle, her left hand in her v****a, and I mean inside her v****a. She withdrew the fingers and tried to hold Amy afterwards.   "Ewww!" Amy scrunched her noise in disgust. "You think I want to touch that after it's been in your v****a!"   "Fine!" I looked away the second her hand approached her lips.   "Enough fooling around, hold hands." Seraya scolded. "I'm about to start, but before I do, there's something you should know…"   I was the first to ask, "What?"   "Once you invite him, he'll never leave."   I nearly protested, but I didn't want to be a 'snob'. We're going to be stuck with some God for the rest of our f*****g lives! Nice.   "I'm beginning the recital, no one should talk or make a sound until I'm done. I want you to focus on some positive things, positive energy and clear your mind of all negativity, understood?"   "Yessss." We dragged out, my heartbeat suddenly kicking  up.   I must say, I was very impressed!   Seraya recited the spell with suavity, the language way too foreign to me, sounding more like senseless gibberish but very well executed- I almost had faith in this working. Almost.   Two minutes in and my mind had began to wander, when Olivia gave my hand an excited squeeze.   I can't believe my eyes! The fog, instead of ascending is beginning to spread to the sides and the arrow on the circular board is steadily moving, ON ITS OWN!   While I mainly stared in awe, the girls became too excited and started behaving like crackheads on viagra. Tossing back their heads, flashing their best flirtatious smile, thrusting their burst forward, opening up their legs a bit further and exposing more of their v*****s and gazing at the board salaciously.   I have lunatics for friends.    I feel like I'm watching one of those birds on Animal Planet doing a mating call!   Ridiculous!   Seraya finished the recital at some point and all attention was on the board. The arrow kept on moving, skipping Charlize, Scarlett...Amy..Zoey..Seraya...then ol..then OLIVIA!!! With a light creak, it suddenly came to a halt and a chilly shiver went up my spine.   All the girls whisked her heads to my direction, their faces mantled with excitement.   "What?" I asked with a confused stare.   "It's pointing at you!" Scarlett beamed.   "So?" I felt worse than a moron at this point.   "You're unbelievable!" Zoey uttered in much disbelief.   "Reese don't you get it?!" Obviously not Seraya.   "Get what?" I stared at the board, begging for a clue.   "Lord Thiervion WANTS YOU!" Seraya told me, more like yelled it out to me. The ghost wants me? I don't get it.   "What does he want with me?"   Seraya looks like she'll burst with confetti,"The king of the Underworld, the ruler of demons, the God of all that's dark and forbidden, WANTS YOU, HAS CHOSEN YOU! He's coming tonight and he's  going to make you  a woman."       Disclaimer!  27th August 2020 After some comments, I realised that it is necessary I put this here to avoid any more grumbling and confusion. This book is about a virgin girl who does not believe in physicality and thinks that s.e.x is overrated and unnecessary, so there will be some parts where her opinions of s.e.x and what she thinks about having it are elaborated and detailed and her reactions to s.e.x topics and s.e.x.u.a.l situations will also be different from the average girl ( she's not thirsty for the d.i.c.k soooo....).  Since she's not having s.e.x. obviously, her opinions about it will be influenced by her friends and their experiences!  2. This book's coinage is a bit costly, you can bite off my head for that! 3. This book will have expansive vocabulary as it progresses.