Can you survive trying to convince a demon he's your soul mate?Now he had the place. He had the lovers. He had the simultaneous come. And tonight was Halloween.
He hadn't expected it. Not at all. And yet there it was, Laurent De Berger's heart wish was a...impossible!
And to think he had done it by the book, have sex in a dusty ghost town saloon with Anthony and Renee on Halloween night, only to find out...no, he still couldn't believe it! But since there was no going around it, what to do now?
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~Excerpt~
“One thing at a time. First let me introduce myself.” It was a reassuringly normal man, and he looked like one, too—tall, old with wise brown eyes and white hair. “I’m Sallas, your host.” He bowed deeply.
“And I am—”
“Oh, no need to introduce yourself. I know all about you, M’sieur Laurent De Berger, and I must congratulate you on having succeeded.”
“In what?”
“Why, in summoning the demon world. Wasn’t that what you were trying to do?” The piercing eyes gave him a thorough inspection. “And you’re one of the very few who actually managed it.”
“Then it’s true?” Not believing his ears, Laurent glanced around and unfortunately caught another horrifying sight that left no doubts to the authenticity of the words.
Next to the pile of skinned alive, there was a line-up of low wooden benches with a series of men in front of them. On top of the stands, horned midget-like critters no taller than Laurent’s waist were practicing expert blowjobs, judging from the results, on cocks that at first refused to react. But such must’ve been the tiny rascals power of persuasion, Laurent soon saw them grow into thick erections holding up on their own. At that point, the midgets scuttled away. In their place, huge beasts swung large fiery red bladed axes over the innocent dicks, cutting them off with single blows. Blood spurted everywhere as the men seemed to shout in pain and anger, though none of it reached Laurent, save the sight of their bodies sagging to the floor like balloons deflated too fast. Once to the ground, the men were either finished off by a series of other hits or pushed aside, still agonizing for life, depending on the executioners’ whim. Either way, a fresh batch that would suffer the same fate replaced the mutilated ones.
“Yes, this is our world and you’re very welcome here, M’sieur.” With another elaborate show of it, Sallas bowed low for the second time.
“But…those people over there…” Uncertain, he gestured at the heap of corpses littering the hardboard floor and covering it with smeary bloody red streaks.
“Those are the stupid fools who think they can use Halloween to their advantage.” He chuckled sarcastic. “Their plan is usually to enslave a demon until he reveals the secret of long life or surrenders his power, not knowing there are right and wrong ways to go about it.”
“But it’s too high a price to pay even for stupidity…” Laurent’s horrified gaze didn’t know where to look now.
“Don’t feel sorry for them. You don’t know to what lengths some people will go to get what they want,” Sallas retorted philosophically. “If their ends justify their means, like they claim, then so do ours, and nothing’s too bad for them, not even what my friends over there are about to do.”
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