This isn't your typical paranormal/fantasy demon based romance...
In this world there is a thin line between a God and a demon. In fact, Lucifer himself recruited seven former Greek Gods as his own Dominion. Each leading a Dominion over each of t...
A/N: *rubs away the sleepiness from eyes* Sorry, I'm a little bit behind schedule this morning.
I noticed I hit 50 votes on this story yesterday! YaY! Once I double it I will post a bonus chapter for 100 votes.
This is one of my favorite currently written chapters, mostly because the ideas composed themselves as I was writing it. It wasn't completely planned.
Oh, and there was an error in last chapter when Everleigh starts talking about Creepy and Sigma. I got Sigma and Epsilon confused so I fixed that. I knew the difference at one point I swear. (Mostly thanks to a crush a fraternity guy my freshman year in college that was part of Sigma Alpha Epsilon.)
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posted 7/30/21
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After I drop most of my glamour I consider taking a quick selfie so I don't have to commit the exact shade of green that my eyes are currently to memory. The problem is that while the four demons are equidistant spaces from each other it still feels like they are scattered all over the scant amount of space in my meager apartment. I sigh and decide the only thing that I can do now is to take the selfie in my closet sized bathroom. "I'm going to grab my toiletries and such." I tack on as an excuse before opening the door and disappearing into the paltry amount of space the 'room' provides.
Unfortunately, apparently my disappearing act prompts Taehyung to follow in after me. I turn to frown up at him as he hovers over the threshold. "There isn't enough space in my bathroom for the two of us." That comment apparently deems it necessary for him to prove me wrong as he forces his way in the room. We are only mere inches apart from one another, and I am not sure how I am going to collect my things without bumping heads with him. Well, I guess the selfie will have to wait until we get to Gehenna. I am sure the eighth circle of Hell has no cellular reception, but at least my camera will still work.
When I start grabbing my feminine products I find myself frowning down at them. "Um, how long am I going to be staying there?"
I expect Taehyung to be the one to answer me since he is right beside me, but instead Namjoon appears in the doorway. "That all depends upon how your training goes." He states and walks away. I'm not sure why but for some reason that statement rings false to me. Which makes me almost curious if I have a built in lie detector ability since everything else they have shared with me tonight has rang as the truth.
It doesn't take long for Taehyung and I to finish gathering up the items I need from the bathroom. Once I come back into the main room I feel a tickle enter my mind. I glance over at Jimin and find myself immediately thankful that he seems to look a little bit better. I expect to hear his voice in my head again, but that communication doesn't happen. I don't know if I am thankful to be lost in my own thoughts, or if I am depressed to not have him as a semi-silent confidant.
