A young woman named Ariel is messing around one night and accidentally summons a trickster demon by mistake.
Well...maybe not mistake, but she didn't know it would actually work!
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In this love story, Alastor the Radio Demon finds himself summoned...
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Alastor's POV
The liquid burned my throat like usual, but I immediately noticed it tasted...strange.
I looked it over, furrowing my brows.
"Husker," I called out, earning a gruff grunt in response, "what brandy is this? It tastes...strange," I nearly mumbled.
Husk grabbed the bottle off the shelf and slid it over to me. I know this brandy...it's my favorite, I know the taste like I know the back of my own hand.
So why does it taste so—
I gasped and my hand flew over my chest. It felt like something pulsed through my body, and then immediately like fire was coursing through my veins.
Next to me, the spider flinched, stumbling up from his stool. My head snapped in his direction, my pupils constricting.
"Uh...hey! Look ova' there!"
He distracted me...
"...I'm sorry"
Why that little—
I growled...no, more like snarled at the insect.
His eyes grew wide as I stumbled off my barstool, trying to get to him so I can rip his spine out and shove it back down his throat.
"I'll rip your insides out and feed them back to you!" I seethed out at him, and he stumbled away.
"What tha...what tha fuck...what tha fuck is happenin, I-I didn't know that's what it did—o-oh god—"
It was then I realized I was now taller than him. My body was crackling and growing as I involuntarily shifted to my demonic form. I felt power coursing through my veins and held my chest.
What is happening to me.
I fell to my knees, coughing.
By now, the girls were running over to us.
"Alastor! Alastor, baby what's wrong—" she was reaching for me, but when I looked at her she gasped sharply and recoiled.
What?
My head snapped back to the spider, "what the fuck did you do to me!" I screamed at him, my breaths coming labored and heavy.
Just then, Husk was by my side.
"Al, buddy, you gotta throw up...he must have drugged your drink, I shoulda been payin' better attention, Oh fuck...you gotta throw up!" He was holding me firmly, and I blinked, trying to rid the dials in my eyes.
