Lollipop_haezel

“A queen of the dark, birthed of unholy desire set to roam the earth for 365 days and return unfailingly to the underworld finds an unexpected fate. Trapped in a love triangle of being half demon and human she battles the ultimate. A war of claiming her throne or the throbbing passion that lies her heart unrest.”

“Make way for the unholy sun that sets the east, the mother of all demons, seed of the most perverse . A rightful heir of hades throne.”

AT SUNSET

The night of the blood moon had arrived as the clouds hovered in dark weather. Despite needing to leave for the underworld, Lilith couldn't bring herself to say goodbye to the man she had grown to love. Damien was still in pain, recovering from the torture inflicted on his mortal flesh. Soiled bandages wound around his torso, 


His scars were healing gradually while he was fast asleep, regaining his strength, when Lilith got dressed to leave. She sat at the edge of the bed, turning the bed lamp on. Heaving a sigh, she left him a note, which she placed on the bedside table. Unable to come to terms with the reality before her. She wanted to leave as quietly as she had come- away from him.


 Lilith glanced at his face, watching him sleep soundly. Her eyes felt heavy as she held his hands in hers. "I love you…" she whispers into his ears before turning away. Fading into thin light as she left for her world.


She was gone. The fantasy they created as the turbulent tides withered slowly like the shafts of trees. She had returned to the world she came from-leaving shattered pieces of her memories lingering in Damien's heart.


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It was the break of dawn. Damien shrugged on the bed, stretching to feel Lilith's comfort. With his eyes shut, he combed the bed in search of her but felt nothing. Sitting up, he yawned, scanning the room for her.


Her absence filled the room with an icy silence. Damien walked around the house, his heart racing-confirming his fears. His left hand lightly pressed onto the bandages wrapped around his torso as he walked back into the room. Seated on the bed's edge, he rested his head on his hands. Peering through the note written by Lilith, he let out a sigh. Holding the papers, his mind heard her gentle voice read aloud.


With you …I've felt what it means to be loved


A beautiful illusion…it once lost me in


Stealing the trophy of my black tainted heart


CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: END OF TIME