The Raven of Death

PROLOGUE

"Now Hell is no hellbound question because even I kneel for you, little mouse"

He was feeding deep into my neck, taunting me.

Dealing with devils at a very young age.

Wow. What a f*****g phenomenon.

It would have been easier to say I lived on Mars.

Because that felt more plausible.

"Mom is somewhere here"

I felt my nails trace the back of his neck. He moaned, thrusting his face into my neck.

I lay in my bed, knowing this dream would end the minute I opened my eyes.

So my eyes started to shut open and close.

He slowly pushed his weight on me and took my eyes,

"Hi Lilith...."

I could only stare.

"Hi"

My stammers died with his repeated visits. Was this real?

I looked around. My bedroom. The Maroon 5 photo on the wall. The little study desk with a pink shade of tablelight.

Everything mine.

Yet he was here.

Kissing me. Teasing me. Taunting me. Loving me.

"I know who you are"

I said it before he could bite my lips.

"Oh you do?", he smirked, touching my lips with his tongue.

Yes I did.

Asmin.

Asmodeus.

It was him.

The King of Devils.

The God Of Lust