Demon Kiss

Amethyst Jones is adopted along with her other siblings, but unlike them she is a Fable (Term to describe mythical creatures) with two unwanted deaths under her belt. Amy is determined to lay low, however Justin and Erik Are two incubus brothers who have come to retrieve her before her abilities peak to their most dangerous level on her 16th birthday. Emotions grows between Amy and both brothers as they get to know one another. Feelings couldn't arise at the worse time, Amy is the first female pure-blooded succubus ever born, the council of fables intends to betroth her to another pure blood. Rebel fables don't want the line to go on, but why? The question is, who should Amy trust?

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14. Sacrifice

That night also happened to be the night the society infiltrated the camp. The danger came in the form of a man named Frank who could teleport, he was in and out of the camp in the blink of an eye. He had both Erik and I in his arms, we were kept fast asleep by the siren who accompanied him.

"Erik!" I yelled as they dragged us away from each other, but Erik was still knocked out. My voice finally got past the siren magic that was pumping through him and he snapped awake. I reached out to him but we were meters away from each other. Erik was dragged out of the house we were in. The door slammed shut and Erik was gone. My captors finally got me settled down and wrapped in fairy blood ropes. I was immediately weakened. I took a look at my captors, I knew them, It was Justin, several council members, and member of the Fredrick bloodline. Jacob, his older brother Simon and his father Gregory were all standing by me.

Eriks parents, Charles and Eve, were looking at me with sorrowful eyes. I didn’t know what to do; I wiggled a little bit and tried to get out of the ropes. I was glad that they hadn’t figured out Eve and Charles were helping Erik and I. I then screamed for Erik, they were going to kill him. The look in eves eyes was the look a mother gives when she loses a son, the same look the mother of Mark Johnson and Scott millers mothers had when they found out their sons were dead. I grew worried, and angry, I was a royal damn it, I wasn’t going to let fairy blood stop me. I looked around the kitchen I was in and looked for something to cut the rope with. Jacob walked by me and I felt him put something into my hand, It was sharp, It was a knife. I started to saw at the ropes as the council discussed what to do in the dining room. I finally got my hands free and began working on each foot. When the final rope snapped I stood up carefully and crept toward the window. I heard a yell, “She’s untied!” It was Justin’s velvety voice. I turned around and saw people rush into the dining room; I was weaker than a human there was no way I could win. I looked at the knife in my hand and thought; I love you Erik. I plunged the blade into my neck then pulled it out. Blood squirted everywhere and I dropped to the ground gasping for air, drowning in my own blood.

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