All Chapters of The Demon that Didn't Want to Be: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Night sat before the king. His brother, Draxon, sat by his side. Scattered around the table sat the various Lords and Lady of the country. None of them looked very comfortable, save for Lady Valorie, who had never had her mind in the right place anyway.  The king, King Romanulous, looked displeased, to say the least. He kept his hands folded together, his razor sharp claws on display for all to see. They served as a warning to keep from setting the man off into a less optimal mood.  "So none of you have found anything," his words were more a condemning statement than a question.  None of them replied. They didn't know what could be said, as they all wished to keep their heads.  "Zev."  "Yes, my liege?" a dark amber demon lifted his head.  "Report."  "I have found nothing, my king. There have been no addi

It took Angelica about twenty minutes to calm down. By the time she had, her two brothers had finished dinner, and were back to playing cards. They threw a glare her way as they passed by, to which Night snarled at in response. Instantly, they dropped their glares and hurried off. After calming down, her parents walked with her to the dining room so that she could eat. Cole remained at the table, despite having finished the food Victoria had put out for him. Her father gave the man a stern warning to keep his hands off of Angelica, and seated himself next to his daughter. It offered his daughter no small amount of comfort. It separated Cole from his betrothed. Nothing else could console her. So Angelica sat, and she ate. After assuring themselves that she wasn't going to start sobbing again, her parents began to eat as well. It was quiet for a while before Victoria spoke. "How long are you staying ho

A full day had gone by, and she had yet to be caught. She hadn't even been followed. She'd escaped.  She still couldn't believe it, even as she flopped down under a tree, a night's flight away from her city. She slumped against the tree, letting her bag hit the ground. Her heart was beating faster than she thought possible, likely from the exhaustion of flying, but she was smiling. She'd done it. She made it out of her city. She'd escaped, and she couldn't believe it. She leaned her head on the bark of the tree behind her, taking in a deep breath. She laughed, beaming at absolutely nothing. "I did it!" she exclaimed, "I did it, and you couldn't stop me!" She knew no one could hear her, but she didn't care. It felt wonderful, to be free of them, to be able to laugh and scream without anyone there to stop her. She giggled a bit, smilin

The hideout, as Damon called it, was not what Angelica was expecting. No, she'd been expecting a cave or a hut or something in the middle of this woods, not... this. It was an underground bunker carved out from under a massive oak tree, the entrance hidden by a few large boulders. The walls were a smooth, grey stone, a soft dirt floor at her feet. To her right was a stone table. A few feet from the table was a counter top with many match boxes and bowls scattered atop it. Sitting beneath the counter were stone cabinets, each of them having their own individual lock. There was a pit by a wall with a cover over it, and next to that pit was a rack of metal rods. Beside the rack was hallway leading to something Angelica couldn't see. To her left was a fire pit with two Y shaped sticks protruding from the ground. Beyond the fire pit, on the far wall, was a second door that was slightly ajar. She just stood there in awe of her surroundings. How ha

"You aren't serious," she said, a horrible fear entering her. "Oh, I'm dead serious," he replied. "You do realize that I have never run a day in my life before?" Angelica questioned, incredulous. "I am aware, yes. But I fail to see how that's my fault," Damon replied. She just stared at him for a moment, her mouth gaping open. He held her gaze, refusing to budge. Silence slowly crawled over the field, only the sounds of vibrant birds chirping breaking the quiet. "You're going to kill me," she eventually said. He rolled his eyes, crossing his arms, "You're really going there?" "It's not my fault I wasn't allowed to leave my house! It's not like I chose to just sit around all day!" Angelica exclaimed. He blinked at her. Then he questioned, "They didn't let you leave your house?" She nodded angrily,