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Discovered SKZ Mate, SKZ Pack, and SKZ War and just finished them after marathoning them in a few days! You have such a beautiful writing style and the world-building was so interesting to keep up with. Especially loved the bond Little Wolf had with Hyunjin and how deeply they cared for each other through everything 💜

What was it like for the two of them after Hyunjin came back, with the spirit bond broken? Guessing they fell back in love since they had Sun and Astra :)

Thank you so much for reading them!!! They are my pride and joys!!!

They definitely had a lot of time together to work on their bond. I imagine Y/N, Hyunjin and Chan also had to adapt to Jeongin’s pack as he took over so things were very different. They all had to learn to retrust and relove all over again.

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You've been gone tooooo longgg and I misssss youuuu and your writingsssss I hope you're okay :(

I am so sorry. I changed phones and could not for the LIFE of me work out my password!!! Updates are coming ASAP!!!! Just editing

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Alpha Pack: Chan

Trigger warnings: none

Crash! "What happened?" I called out as I heard a bang coming from Minho's room. "Min?" I called out again. A growl erupted from Minho's room. He was seeing something, and he was trying to focus on it. He was a seer. He could feel and predict the future. Recently, he was getting more signs that it was setting all of us alphas off. "Not again. We have had bad luck for six weeks." Changbin sighed as he leaned against Minho's door, waiting for an answer.

Minho swung open the door. His grey, glassy eyes were deep in thought, and his hair was a mess. It was bad news. He had seen something horrific, and it was getting worse. "Good news or bad news?" Minho spoke. "What?!" Changbin asked. "I SAID good news or bad news," Minho growled. "Come tell us. We are all here." I told him. All of us were up on the landing waiting for him to speak. "The darkness is coming." Minho sighed, "It's getting closer. The ancestors are unhappy with the balance. We need to let the nearby packs know." "Darkness, what darkness?" Seungmin asked. "Ya know, the darkness. The story of Enoch Darkness. Are you slow today?" Jeongin chided, causing the older male to growl. "Enough!" I commanded. "I will send word and ask to meet at the border. The nearest pack is Luna, and they are more forthcoming with us. They should be able to spread the word."

I ruffled my black hair and thought hard. If it was the darkness of Enoch, history was repeating itself, or there was an actual imbalance in nature. Something had gone wrong. "Anything else you feel, Min?" I questioned. "She's here. Our Mate." Minho said with a smile. "Our mate. Where?" Felix asked. "I don't know. I know it is soon. Today or tomorrow." Minho confirmed. The room fell into silence. The thought of our omega, our mate, coming today or tomorrow presented mixed emotions. Some felt anxious and uncertain. Others felt immense excitement. "Are you sure?" I breathed out. Minho was never wrong, but he'd usually get hints months before. "Positive. Maybe something has been decided, or a plan or movement changed quickly." Minho shrugged. "What does she look like?" Jeongin said dreamily. "Are you an idiot. Do you think I see!" Minho shrikes. "I'm still glad I can't see your ugly face anymore."

I sighed and shook my head, leaving the two alphas to bicker while I left to go for a run. I needed to breathe. I needed to find a plan for my pack and now my new mate. It was bad timing, but it was never her fault. We will adapt and protect her. I phased into my wolf form and ran down the mountain, trying to keep an empty mind as I let my legs guide me. Still, my head was all over the place. I was thinking about nesting. Making my room neat. I wondered what our mate would need. I wondered if she would accept us. Would she be frightened by us?

I stomped my paw into the ground and closed my eyes. Breathe Chan! She will be alright! She will accept us in time! "And if she doesn't?" Jisung questioned in my head. I shook my wolf's head and trotted forward, trying to keep my mind empty. If my thoughts wandered in worry, he would hear it. "You know she could hate us and report us to the council. And Ateez." Jisung questioned. His thoughts were full of hatred. "Enough!" I commanded. "A mate will always understand. She may be scared, but we will not... not give her a reason to be even more scared!" "Even Minho hyung is unsure," Jisung growled. His teeth bared in anger. "Minho is unsure because he has never seen something so quick happen. It is not our mate who is the concern." I bared my teeth back, dominating him. Reminding him I was the head alpha, but he was reluctant.  I didn't want to alpha order him. Jisung and Changbin had their own reasons to worry. They were the two most in sync with each other. They were bound. Found together. This experience was going to be hard enough for both of them. "We will go slow with her. When you're ready-" "What if I am never," Jisung stated, causing me to sigh and walk away. I could not force him.

I phased back and headed into the quiet home of ours. I could hear Felix calming a worried Hyunjin while Seungmin was playing his guitar. The others were out. Ring! Ring! "Hello?" I answered the landline. "I've spoken to Alpha Hongjoong and Alpha Zack, and they are willing to meet at the border where all land meets. They agree we need to work together." Changbin stated. "Thanks, Bin!" I told him. "I'm gonna head out this evening, but if you find her tonight, good luck!" Changbin stated earnestly. "Be safe!" I hung up and got ready to go to the border.

The border wasn't far. It was located at the bottom, near a creek, where all four paths converged. Where Ateez, Luna, and Stray Kids met. The other path connected city that led to the witches and humans. Nobody ever really came this far down because there wasn't really a path. Only wolves could smell it. There was a woodsy scent in the hair with a slight undertone of lemon that was appealing, yet unrecognisable. "AlphaChristopher. I received your message." Alpha Zack stated. He walked up and shook my hand. "Alpha Zack." I nodded. "Alpha Hongjoong should be on his way soon."

Alpha Zack nodded and awkwardly scratched his chin. I stared at him. Not understanding the foreign scent that drifted along his skin. Was it her? Was she in his pack? "Alpha Christopher. Alpha Zack." Alpha Hongjoong greeted. "I apologise, I called you out during the festival of Knoxx. I am aware of its importance and how contradictory this may seem, but we believe there is darkness looming over the wolves." I stated. Both Alphas stared at me in shock and confusion. I explained to them both the meaning of what Minho had seen and the impacts. "What are you two doing out?" Alpha Zack growled as he abruptly stopped our meeting.

Two women appeared through the trees with a guilty look. The slightly older one grasped a cluster of snapdragons, looked slightly irritated at being caught. I sniffed the air and realised the citrus scent was hers. Mate! Min was right! "So?" Alpha Zack asked again with his sharp eyes while I sniffed the area to check that no wolves or outsiders would appear. I didn't want my mate surrounded by unknown wolves. "To see Omega Mins' cave. You know–" "So why did you not ask the betas to come with you?" Alpha Zack scolded. I crossed my arms in frustration. I did not like the way he spoke to my mate. It was far too harsh. "Because they were smoking juniper and drinking vervain. They had no interest." My mate sighed as if it were a common occurrence. "Do your betas not pay attention?" Alpha Hongjoong asked. "Of course, but it's hard during a celebration." Alpha Zack rushed, causing me and Hongjoong to growl. I realised the younger one was his mate. How coincidental? "Do they not pay attention?" I asked my mate directly, needing to know if she was safe in her current pack. "Not when juniper is involved," She muttered. Good girl! "You should be protected," I told her.

In an instance, her wolf reacted and ran straight at me, causing me to stumble. I wrapped my arms tightly around her waist and breathed in her scent. Her smell will complement our home. Citrus and musk. "What is your name, Omega?" I whispered. Nudging my head against her, coaxing her to look up at me. "Y-Y/N. Y/N L/N." I smiled and repeated her name to see how it sounded. "Chan. Chan is my sacred name." I told her. Why I told her in a public space. I had no clue, but I seemed to get lost in her. I realised I too had offered to walk her back and give her my shirt for her nest. I, too, blacked out and lost control. I hadn't lost control since the last wolf, but I was angry. Maybe my wolf knew not to hurt her, no matter what.

I headed back up the mountain to see Minho sitting on the bench with Felix. Both looked overtly tired. Minho and Felix sniffed the air, taking in the new scent that danced a long my skin. "She smells like lemon. A sorbet kind of smell." Felix noted. "How did it go?" Minho asked inquisitively. "Ha ha." I laughed nervously while Minho frowned. "You don't even know? How bad did your wolf take over?" Minho scolded. "Her name is Y/n L/n! She's amazing." I told him. "Yup. He remembers nothing. Seungmin owes me fifty." Felix stated with a laugh. "You guys made a bet. You know what, never mind. How is everyone?" I asked.

Minho informed me that Jisung had gotten angry about a mate happening now. Changbin had still not returned. Hyunjin lost control in the eastern part of the woods. Seungmin and Jeongin went shopping and had yet to come back. Felix was curious, but hopeful, and Minho had yet to learn more. "How did Alpha Zach take it?" Minho asked. "I think we need another meeting," I told him, but Minho glared. "I meant, how did he take you finding your mate? You know what, I'm guessing it's fine." "I think so," I whispered, following them into the house. "When do we get to see her?" Felix asked. "Uh!?" I stated. "Oh no!?" Felix sighed, shaking his head. "I think I said a week or three days. Yeah, three days." I confirmed. "Who is next, Alpha, because it can't be you!" Felix poked Minho's nose. "That was rude. Just because of my sight." Minho growled. "Look, I will court her gently and introduce us gently, and hopefully she will accept us. I won't do anything if Jisung and Changbin are afraid. That is not fair." I told them. "I disagree." Minho stopped. His silver eyes stared at me. "You could damage the bond if not solidified. They will have to deal with it. That is the truth. If some have to leave or move on, then that is the plan. I have seen it."

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The Alpha Pack: Y/N

Trigger Warnings: None

The sun was setting, and the moon was rising. It was a foggy day in Wolfgang. The night was cold, and the sun burned. It was nearly the annual Knoxx festival year. It was the day werewolves celebrated every year, marking the anniversary of when the Knoxx wolves, hundreds of years ago, broke the curse of the full moon, thereby allowing wolves to shift between their human and wolf forms. We celebrated the four days to pay homage to their battle and fight against the witches who wished to trap wolves into their wolf form forever. Only changing when the full moon came.

We celebrated with fire and a feast. Decorated the area with shrines and crystals. Even our grandmothers presented ferns and snapdragons to the shrines. We made shrines every year, but in the heart of our city, the Head Alpha lay in his crypt peacefully. It was almost as if he was like a God that one would go to and pay respects. I did so once a year. I should do it more often, but I forget. I pay respects to Omega Min. She was the real fighter in the war. Omega Min saved and protected the other omegas from the witches. Even abandoning her alpha to save the others. She even sacrificed herself in the cave to protect the young omegas. Both male and female. She was underappreciated, but to us. She was our God. Our divine figure. Omega Min listened to our prayers and saved us from getting into trouble. She saved me many times when I would beg her not to let me get caught for sneaking out to sit by the well to see her cave.

We omegas are not allowed out after dark. Not without another beta or alpha. It wasn't safe. There was still a chance the witches could come after us. All of us. We were the darkness to their light. The imbalance of the world. The witches were there to save, and we were there to torment, even though we were not the problem. It's just one set of witches had a problem with wolves. The Nightingale witches. It was something along the lines of a witch falling for a wolf and then getting hurt when they discovered their omega. It wasn't the witch's fault, but her hatred had been passed down through generations. Just like all stories. It was not the only reason we were not allowed out. It was down to omegas that could be exploited, along with Stray Kids and Ateez, who had been known to be down at Wraithmarsh by the ruins, casting dark ancestors. It was freaking everyone out. Worrying about all the packs. Alpha Seungcheol was worried too, as something in the air was making his pack sick because they lived near Wraithmarsh. It was a cause of concern.

Today was the only day we were meant to forget things, but everything was tense. Alpha Zack disappeared after the fire show. Mother Theresa was burning wood, and she was literally Mother Theresa. That woman was a saint. She protected all the omegas that were kept by the river, talking and mingling while the betas watched closely. No one was truly enjoying themselves, but no one was paying full attention. Half wanted to enjoy themselves and drink vervain and smoke juniper, while others were pacing up and down. "Theresa said she's going to round everyone up," Kim whispered as she stuffed her face with the sausage roll she found. "Let's go for a walk up by the creek and go to the cave," I suggested. I didn't want to celebrate any longer. I wanted to spend time at the cave and celebrate Omega Min. "We'll get into trouble, Y/N," Kim stated. I looked at her and nudged her. I pointed towards the betas who were focusing on the other omegas. "They will notice Y/N." Kim looked at me and then shook her head, "Fine, but can we go out through the north exit. I know it's a longer walk, but if my father or our alpha catches us, we're in trouble." "Yes! Yes! Let's go. I gotta take the snapdragon and stock." I told her, quickly running back to grab my flowers before heading out the north exit.

The north exit didn't have a pathway, and it was easy to lose your bearings, but it was somewhat safer. The woods were surrounded by other wolf packs and shrines that protected us from witches, but it all looked the same. "Why stock?" Kim asked as she zipped up her coat. "They're similar to snapdragon, and apparently she liked foxgloves and delphinium, but nobody grows them." I sighed as I clutched the flowers close to me. "People should worship her more." "That is true," Kim said sadly. "I hate how she is not recognised because she was an omega who abandoned her mate." "I would abandon mine. Omegas should have an omega pack." Kim looked at me with shock. An omega pack was an impossible idea. Omega's could not lead and had no authority. It would even weaken the authority of alphas. "No? Bad idea, huh?" I teased. "Shut up!" Kim snapped.

The further we walked, the more we passed the same willow tree, and our senses got confused. We were angry and irritable wolves. It was getting darker, and the fog was getting heavier. We could even smell the fire from the festival that was approaching us after it had been put out. "This is ridiculous", Kim said. "Omega Min. Help guide us to the right path—ouch!" "That is disrespectful! She has answered enough of your prayers, and you're begging her to save yourself again." Kim chided. "I have a feeling we're going straight. She always saves me." She always did. Omega Min never failed me. "Yeah, until we stumble upon Ateez or Stray Kids." Kim chided again. "Now you have ruined my mood."

We continued to bicker along the path when we heard low voices talking. It was only when our names were alpha called out that we realised we were in deep trouble. Alpha Zack was standing at the border with two other head alphas. Alpha Zach was scolding us, but my nose was smelling something deep and musky. It was yanking me towards it. Burnt wood and cedar. It was him. My alpha. I almost kicked myself at the thought as I stared at him. He had dark brown hair. Slightly long, past his ears. His grey eyes were soft as they watched me with interest. Until he and the other alpha growled at my head alpha. Alpha Zack stopped his deafening rant and realised what Kim and I had stumbled upon. I realised Kim, too, had found her alpha, but she was shy, petrified even. She hid behind me as the other frowned. He went to step forward, but the other alpha stopped him. He warned him that their presence would be overwhelming.

Alpha Zack interrupted the discourse and asked us why we were out again. "So?" Alpha Zack asked again with his sharp eyes while the longer-haired alpha sniffed the air and stepped back as if securing the area. "To see Omega Mins' cave. You know–" "So why did you not ask the betas to come with you?" Alpha Zack scolded. Instantly, I looked at the alpha in front of me, who also crossed his arms in slight anger. "Because they were smoking juniper and drinking vervain. They had no interest." I sighed. "Do your betas not pay attention?" The other one asked. "Of course, but it's hard during a celebration." Alpha Zack rushed. He never wanted anyone to judge his pack or his community. Wolves make mistakes, and he didn't want the two alphas to think their mates were treated poorly. "Do they not pay attention?" The taller one asked. "Not when juniper is involved," I muttered. I felt like I couldn't lie to him. "You should be protected." The taller one whispered into my hair.

I blinked and came back to my senses and realised I ran straight into his arms, feeling guilty. I did not want my alpha to think I was defiant already. I did not want him to be angry. Yet, I did not expect to run into his arms. His strong arms gripped as his muscles flexed while Kim was panicking on the spot, causing the other alpha to panic too. He was younger than my alpha and seemed inexperienced, whereas mine seemed to instinctively know what to do. "What is your name, Omega?" He whispered. Nudging his head against mine, coaxing me to look up at him. "Y-Y/N. Y/N L/N." He smiled and repeated my name. My name rolled off his tongue like a hymn. "Chan. Chan is my sacred name." My mouth dropped open as I realised he told me his name straight away in front of the others. A sacred name was a private name to be used by mates and family members or unless the alpha gave you permission. "Chan?!" Chan nodded and let me go until a random wolf came excitedly past to see Kim. "We found our omega. Oh no, she's scared. What do we do? I'll get Yeosang, he knows what to do. He will calm her down. Hi Chris." The other person said something and ran off, causing me to blink in confusion at what was happening. "My alphas would never behave like that," Chan grunted as he held me tightly. Not wanting me to be close to the two wolves that appeared, the other being Yeosang.

Chan walked me to the other side and took my hand, placing it in his big one. "I shall walk you back?" Chan offered. "Back?!" I whined. Realising he was abandoning me. "My omega is so needy already. You need to rest and come back to your senses. Besides, I need to tell the others I found you." Chan told me. His voice was caring. "How will they react?" I said nervously. "Happy. They will be happy. Some may be nervous and uncertain. Some will be so excited they will start building nests, but none of them will hound you like Ateez. They are uncontrollable fiends." Chan jested. You could tell he was close to Ateez, as there was no malice in his tone. "We are here. I will see you in three days to give you some time." Chan said as he stroked my hair, before placing a kiss on my forehead. "What-" "I will save your friend from Hongjoon and Seonghwa's anxiety," Chan told me, taking his shirt off to reveal his abs. "Take my shirt for your comfort." I nodded and took his shirt, watching him walk off into the distance as he disappeared in the trees. "What the fuck just happened?"

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The Alpha Pack: Prologue

Trigger Warnings: none

Deep within the mountains, a group of alphas lived together. As one. It was unusual for alphas to live in one pack. These were different wolves. Gifted wolves with a dark secret who yearned for their omega. There sweet brunette Y/N with light eyes that glowed in the night sky. She was a rare breed to them.

There, Y/N lived in the forest of Wolfgang by the river. They were a large pack that schooled all types of werewolves. A respected community that had several different types of packs within. Y/N was born into the Luna pack, where her uncle Zack was the head alpha. She grew up with many different wolves. Six betas. Four sub-alphas and three omegas. The other omegas were different to her. Submissive. Except for Kim. She was shy but defiant like Y/N, but Y/N tested boundaries.

Like all omegas, they were taught to nest in different ways by their ancestors and elders. They learned how to decorate to their alpha's liking and learned how to scent. Omegas were taught to practice building nests in their pack with their alphas and betas. They were also taught the responsibility of helping their betas and alphas through their heat. They learned betas had strong hearts and were often irritable but easily content with the smell of their omega. They never required a lot. Alphas, on the other hand, had a high sex drive. They needed to knot and bury themselves deep within their omega, ready to make them swell with pups. Every omega knew it was hard work to keep up with an alpha, but nobody ever asked the question of what happened if there were two alphas on heat. Except for Y/N, she was always brave enough to ask the taboo questions.

The older Y/N grew, the more she knew about the different types of werewolf packs. Werewolf packs were normal packs that had one alpha, three or fewer betas and two omegas. Compound packs had one head alpha. Six or more sub-head alphas and lots of betas and omegas. They were more like a cult that brainwashed people into interbreeding. Community packs were similar, but they allowed other packs to join and leave, creating a communal bond between different schools across the country. Then there were sub-alpha packs that had one head alpha and some alphas, betas and one omega mate. The rarity was Stray Kids — the alpha pack. The alphas of all alphas. They were derived from the power and status of those with gifts. Alpha packs were superior and dangerous. There were two near the area. Stray Kids in Lonely Street, up in the mountains and Ateez in Wonderland. The two alpha packs were dangerously close. Close enough to be feared. One worshipped dark magic, and the other worshipped death. No one knew which one was which, but everyone stayed away from them until one day.

The day that Y/N and Kim went hiking through the woods and landed across the border between Wolfgang, Lonely Street and Wonderland, where two head alphas were discussing something sinister with their head alpha Zack. That was the day that Y/N fell across the gaze of a tall, dark-haired male whose eyes were silver. She recognised the scent of burnt wood and cedar from her dreams. She knew he was her alpha, and she was destined to the fate of an alpha pack along with Kim...

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The Alpha Pack

Summary: Alpha only packs were rare in the werewolf world. Alpha’s were powerful. They hold superior gifts that no other wolves possess but having them all in one pack can be a challenge, especially for one naughty omega who has eight times the punishment. Can she survive eight dominant, possessive alphas?

This fanfiction may include distressing themes so please read with caution. MDNI. All rights belong to the author. I own the created characters and plots to make this fanfiction. The themes DO NOT REPRESENT the real people. It is a dark romance themed fanfic!

⚠️ Omegaverse, A/B/O, Marking, Biting, Mating, Blood play, Mentions of Assault, Mentions of Violence, Mentions of Torture, VERY SMUTTY, Misogyny, Anxiety, Depression, Angst, Fluff, M/M/F, Possessive SKZ, Cursing, Pet Names, Humiliation, Kinks, Gaslighting, Sexism, Dom/Sub dynamics, Threesome, Foreplay, Begging ⚠️

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Prologue

Chapter 1

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Who is at the SKZ concert today!!!!

I’ve met one of you today which was super sweet who told me to continue writing and after that little moment I WILL!!! Give me till the weekend to look through it and I will get back on track!

Wattpad have asked me to write another A/B/O which is IN THE WORKS!!!

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What is going on with me!?

Hi guys and new followers!!!

I’m sure you have noticed I’ve been absent for 5 months and THERE has been a lot in this short space of time: death in the family, failing an essay, leaving my job, having uterus issues to the point of needing surgery!

I do love writing and I love knowing it brings people to another space. At the moment it is hard for me with my current physical pain and finishing the masters that it takes a lot of time! I have a couple of ideas that I am thinking about to start work on but I will only do it if I know there is a plan!

With the previous two fanfictions I am unsure, especially Hunting Your Soul— it has been reported several times on here and Wattpad due to the dark themes, despite presenting trigger warnings and stating it is dark romance themed. There has also been messages to say “You miss understood the music video” or “Chan would be disgusted in you.” Due to this I am uncertain of its future. I loved it and the hate it received was massively disappointing. Her Soul for His Soul I should be able to complete but I need to rearrange a few things.

If you are still around, thank you and I love you all! If you’re not, that’s okay too. If you’re here for hate—you know what I mean

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Honest Update

Hi Guys,

I am so so sorry for disappearing for 3/4 weeks there has been a lot going on in my life.

There has been a death in my family. I have been struggling with my masters and work pressures and I had fallen into a cycle!!!!!

I have been trying to write but admittedly it has been hard and I didn’t want to post something that didn’t feel like my standards!

The MOST IMPORTANT thing is I am not a quitter regardless of the pain I am feeling now!!!

For all of you waiting, thank you

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I hope you’re okay? I’m missing your writing. 🩷

I’m so so sorry😭😭 I’ve had a lot going on!!! I love you

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I’m back 🎉

Apologies for the flu.

While I get back on track updates are going to be slow this week while I go through my notes but we will get back on the grind for Her Soul for His Soul and Hunting Your Soul

Both are gonna get quite intense 🫦

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Hunting Your Soul Chapter 7 🫀Y/N🫀

Trigger Warnings: Oral Play, Sexual Tensions, Obsession

Silence was scarier than words. Silence was violence. It held power. It was like having an iron hold over your oesophagus. Squeezing down until you couldn't breathe. Until your eyes watered. Until your mind went dizzy. Your heart heated faster than it should. Begging for air. For freedom. That's what it felt like. Chan was nowhere to be seen or heard. He was silent but deadly. Somewhere where I did not know. I wanted a reaction and I did not get it. Not the one I had hoped for. I waited up for him. All night. Waiting to be stolen. Waiting for him to phone angrily, but there was nothing. I felt sick. I felt stupid. As time went on, I felt lonely and embarrassed. I felt myself tear up. A wave of emotions hit me as I cried. I was ashamed of myself. "Stupid. So stupid." I scolded myself as I smacked my hand against my forehead like a child who was angry at their parents. I felt myself hyperventilate. I could feel my life creeping away. Buzz! Buzz! My breathing stopped. My blood ran cold. Buzz! Buzz! My eyes went wide as I stared at my buzzing phone. I could see the name written on the screen. It was Chan. I couldn't face him. I could not. Buzz! Buzz! I slowly walked over to the phone that sat on my desk. Shaking away like a nervous heartbeat.. Like my nervous heartbeat. The phone stopped buzzing away and lay patiently still. Waiting for its next phone call but it never came. Nothing came. The room fell to a deafening silence. Only the sound of my shaky breath could be heard. Ding! I looked down at the phone and saw a message. Chan: Answer me. I blinked. Frozen at the spot. Waiting. Waiting. Buzz! Buzz! "You're a dangerous woman aren't you petal?" Chan said darkly. His voice was rough. I wanted to speak back. Answer him. Apologise. Except, I had lost my voice. My throat swelled up. Tightened. It was like a thick rope being wrapped around repeatedly. "You have thirty minutes. Then you're mine." Chan stated. He hung up. Leaving some frozen in place. I breathed out the air that was jammed in my lungs. I knew what I had done was wrong. I angered him. I angered the man who held my life in his hands. I angered someone who had only shown him kindness and I showed him lust in return. Lust wasn't a bad thing. Men enjoyed sex. Didn't they? A man would appreciate hearing the one they desired, so lustful and dirty. Unless I wasn't desired in the way that I thought. Unless I wasn't lusted after in the erotic way that I thought. He was a monster after all. A monster who required my heart. He meant my life. My blood. How foolish was I? Reckless?

Shaking my head, I moved from my spot and headed down the stairs. I was heading to grab a drink when I saw a figure. A tall, dark-haired figure sat in my living room. Fuck! The figure was dressed in a leather suit. His hands are covered in gloves. Slowly he lifted his hand to look at his watch. Flicking his wrist purposely. He was showing he had control. "You are three minutes late," Chan spoke. His voice was a cacophony of music that penetrated deep into your spine. It sent shivers. I watched him slap his thighs before getting up to slowly turn around. It was methodical. It was so intimidating that it sent my hormones wild. He turned around to face me and my jaw clenched in fear. I was stunned. He was pale. His dark eyes were mesmerising. One was a distorted colour of white that lacked an iris. It dominated everyone. It dominated me. I was weak compared to him. Chan stepped forward. One step at a time. Stalking me. I was his prey and he was the predator. I stepped back and he stopped. He tilted his head to the side watching me. A slight smirk crept across his face. All of a sudden he was directly in front of me. Arms placed on either side of my head as he caged me in. Staring at me like I was a lost lonely fish. "So silent," Chan whispered. His leather hand came up to stroke my face. Impulsively I leaned in as he came closer. I could smell him. He was a mixture of pine wood and sandy water. There was a hint of frankincense. "Oh, petal," Chan whispered nonchalantly. He bummed and lifted his head back. Fangs peeked through as he smiled. "Such a dangerous thing aren't you petal?" The decibels of his voice lowered. I could feel his anger through his raspy voice. "M'm sorry" I breathed out a panicked breath. He chuckled at me. His face inched closer to mine and I closed my eyes waiting for him to kiss me. Yearning for his soft pink pouty lips. It never came. Instead, he watched me in amusement. His mouth came closer again. This time to my ear. His fang came close to my ear. Nipping it slightly. I could feel myself getting hotter. Before I could protest I was in my room. Faster than I could blink. Chan set me down on my bed and slowly unravelled his leather black trench coat. It was seductive in many ways and it made me hot and fuzzy. I was cursing my hormones. I really was. Chan set it down on my chair. He moved it away from my desk so he could lean upon it. Slowly he rolled his sleeves and flexed his arms. His movements were making my toes curl in anticipation. Fear. Desire.

"You're afraid petal!" Chan stated. "So you should be." "I'm sorry." I blurted out again. Finding my voice. I felt a sense of confidence come back. "What do you want?" "So bold, my love." He taunted. Tutting away. "So bold for someone who smells of need." "It is your fault." I accused. I was embarrassed. "I apologise petal." He stood up. "I'm sorry I left my little flower so needy and alone while I worked."  Every word he said he took a step closer. "What shall I do with you." I crawled backwards to the headboard as he crawled towards me. Fuck! A man crawling? My stomach couldn't take anymore as it knotted in desire. He crept slowly onto the bed. Crawling his way up my body till he was towering over me. I lifted my head up wanting him to kiss me but he avoided my mouth. I reached out to touch him but he moved back to the desk. A toy in his hand. "What's that?" I said pathetically. I knew well enough that it was my vibrator. Chan chucked it onto the bed and crossed his arms as he parted his legs. Lifting one leg up to rest on my chair. I sucked in the inside of my cheek in anxiety as I reached the toy. I waited for the instructions. "Pleasure yourself. Show me how much you needed me?" Chan told me. "W-what!" I blurted out. "I'm not going to touch you. Not until you beg for it." Chan growled through his teeth. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I told him. Panicking. I wanted to feel release but I had never done it in front of someone before. It was intimate. Too personal for anyone to see. "For real petal?" He asked. He watched me nod my head before lifting his hand, "show me." "I-I can't I've never. Never in front of anyone." I told him. Chan got off the table and took the chair across my room. Facing it to the wall. He sat down. His thick muscular leg sat on top of the other as he faced the wall. "Go on then. I won't look. Not until you beg." His voice was filled with dark desire with a predatorial undertone.

I took a deep breath. Nervousness filled my body as I slowly pulled down my trousers. I let them fall to the floor with a thud. I picked up the toy and turned it on. Only the buzzing sound could be heard in the room. I leaned back. My head automatically turned to the back of a monster. Finding my courage I pressed the toy to my clothed cunt and shut my eyes. Afraid he would see me. Except he wasn't. He was only listening. I opened them. I arched my back to thrust upwards as I stared at the figure. I breathed hard but hid my moans. I was afraid to anger him any more. Slowly, I pulled down my underwear and drove the toy up to my clit. I clenched my jaw in frustration and agony. I watched Chan's back tense and his hands grip his thighs. It made me feel wet and hot, knowing he was suffering. I clicked the button. Allowing the toy to speed up. My mind went frazzled as my body shuddered. "C-chan!" I whimpered. He did nothing but stay fixed in his seated position. "Please Chan!" I begged. "Want to feel you," In an instant, Chan was on top of me. His thighs either side of me and his hand was on the headboard. Still not touching me. His white eye watching me. "Do. Not. Stop." Chan darkly breathed out. I nodded in compliance. Watching him. I leaned up and he leaned down. He did not kiss me. I wanted him to. "Please. Do something please." I cried out. "Cum for me, petal," Chan whispered. His other hand stalked close to my cunt. Every time I arched forward his hand would slowly move back. I felt a strong wave come over me and I couldn't stop it. It was a rare feeling but it happened. I squirted. All over the sheets. Over his hand. I instantly put my hand over my mouth and watched him, about to apologise, but he took his fingers and licked them. Before I could say anything he disappeared and came back with a flannel to give to me. I felt confused. "I promised I would not touch you, my love," Chan whispered as he walked over to my drawers to find a clean pair of underwear. "You-you said if I beg," I told him. My voice whimpering in despair. "You did not beg. Only your desire did." He told me. "I don't force in that way. I'm not that kind of monster." Chan promised. "But when your heart is mine. You are mine!" "Thank you." I blurted out. "For not forcing me." He smiled and nodded. It made the monster in him kind of hot that he relied upon true consent and not desire, but his words frightened me. "You're welcome, petal." There it was. The nickname. "Now get dressed. We are going home."

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Hunting Your Soul Chapter 6 🫀Y/N🫀

Trigger Warnings: Stalking, manipulation, self pleasure, orgasm

Could a stalker be seen as sweet? Caring? Attentive? Or, were these things I imagined as the days went on? Chan's nature had changed. He was filled less with riddles and more with statements. Statements of truth. He was going to take me. I knew that much. I knew I was going to be turned into a monster that lived in the darkness. When, was my question, but he never answered. Chan always answered my other questions. My questions about his feelings toward me. They were vague yet unexplainable. He always referred to me as his. That I was meant to be his. That my heart was his. It was an animalistic description. One that frightened me but didn't. Every time I was frightened or worried he would mask it with care. Kindness. Chan never directly spoke to me. Only through words on a screen. Otherwise, he would shower me with gifts. Flowers, pyjamas, iced cinnamon buns. It was a generational romance. Texting. Never to be seen. I hated it. I hated the waiting game. I wanted to see him. I wanted to see what he looked like. I wanted to see his cold gaze, pressing into me. I wanted him to consume me. Feed off me. They were stupid desires. Reckless even. They were thoughts and feelings I gained over the course of three days. Three pitiful days and I was craving him. The only nuisance was he slept during the day. It was Inconvenient for me and I wanted him to know that. I wanted him to pay for it. Pay for the ways he was making me feel. I wanted to play his game. Me: I want to hear your voice. Chan: If you're a good little flower for me. I will. Me: Fine. I'll suffer then. Chan: Careful with that attitude. I have to work today. Be patient.

I rolled my eyes in frustration hitting the bed. I was annoyed at myself. At him for making me feel this way. I should feel sickened, but I wasn't. Chan gave me no reason to. The only thing he did was text, call or watch. He wasn't really stalking either. He was too quiet to be a stalker. Too quiet. Too careful. He was harmless in the eyes of the law. A report would do nothing to him. He was untraceable. He wasn't even real. If I did report him, the police would tell me they could not do anything until something happened. Until the harassment escalated. I could report his number, but all Chan would have to do was get another and he would still keep texting. Calling. But if he was a monster, then he was invincible. He was deadly. Very deadly. And right now that was hot. And I was hormonally hot. It was despicable yet erotic to have a watcher. It was something that kept my mind preoccupied as I started to have sick fantasies. Fantasies about his deep voice. The voice that burned into my soul. Fantasies of his touch and the way he would feel. It was already a catastrophic downfall. I was damned for him and I did not care. I did not care in the way I wanted him to suffer too. I wanted him to feel my frustration at his lack of communication. His lack of verbal communication. His lack of physical communication. His–his lack of presence. I shuddered at the thought of meeting him soon. My body shivered at the thought of his face. His touch. I wondered more about his musky smell. I wanted to smell him again. Throwing my head back with a sigh. I closed my eyes, thinking about faceless hands. Touching me. Guiding me softly. I wondered if the monster had fangs or claws. Or both. Would they cut into my body deep or scratch the surface? My body was starting to get hot as I thought about the blank kisses trailing across my skin. An irrational thought crept across my mind. I wanted to phone him. Force him to listen to my arousal like he forced my emotions to yearn for him. It was a sick and twisted idea but my hormones were everywhere, and considering he stole my tampons. A little moan was the icing on a sweet cinnamon bun. My hand found its way into my trousers. Slowly touching myself as I felt my body getting hotter. I reached for my bedside to grab my silicone vibrator and turned it on. I allowed the vibrating sensations to toy against my clothed folds. My back arched as I pressed harder against my clothed clit, thrashing. I stopped. Smirking to myself as I looked at my reflection. I took my clothes off and spread myself open. Open for him. A stranger. I pressed the toy against my clit. Circling slowly as my hand reached for my phone. I slid the toy across my folds. Then back up to my sensitive bud. I thrashed. Whimpering away. I looked at my phone. Clicking on Chan's number. His phone went straight to voicemail. The beep sent my devious arousal into new heights. "Chan... Ch-chan." I whimpered loudly. Louder than I normally would. I clicked the button. Speeding it up as I arched myself. Allowing the state of bliss to watch over me. Then it came. The dread. The fear. I fucked up. I incredibly fucked up. I could feel it deep within my warm bones as I waited for him.

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Hunting Your Soul Chapter 5 🫀Y/N🫀

Trigger Warnings: Stalking, Mentions of death and murder, mention of the word rape, mention of the word torture, mentions of period blood

I seriously needed to get out of the house. I needed to move and stay somewhere else. I can't believe my stalker cut me. Except I don't think he was any type of stalker. He was something that lived in the shadows. He was something that was supposed to be in a prison cell but would never get caught. I believed he was the monster that was supposed to stay in my grandmother's fantasy books. I could be wrong but I felt it in my bones. This creature was a vampire or a monster. A monster that has sharp claws. A werewolf even. If he was a vampire surely my blood would have tormented him and called to him. Surely he would have drained me. I was guessing it was a male. It was this stereotype that women didn't stalk. But what if this one did? I honestly didn't want to think about it too much. My head was hurting. I decided I needed to get out. I needed to go for a walk. Grabbing my coat I walked out of the house and headed down the street. The sun was up. I believed if they were a night monster they wouldn't follow me. They would hide in the shadows where they belonged. I walked along the beach so my trainers wouldn't get covered in the sand as I embraced the sun. I felt the sun warming up my skin and it made me excited. I smirked for a brief moment when my phone rang. "Be careful my love. One day the sun will burn." The voice spoke before hanging up. The voice was hoarse and husky. His words were a giveaway. He was a vampire and he wanted to damn me. He wanted to turn me into one. At least it confirmed he was a male. His voice frightened me and caused me to turn around. There was nowhere where he could be. It was far too open. Unless he was in the black-tinted car. Shit he was. Fuck my life. Do I run? I spun around and walked forward nervously. He couldn't get me if I was out in the open. Out in the sun. I was safe out here, but how long could I stay out here? I walked towards the pier when something buzzed in my pocket. Unknown: I'm not going to hurt you petal. You can enjoy the sun. It was nice to see you happy. I want you to embrace your last days till you're mine. I realised then a vampire was stronger than all forces put together.  Me: How long have I got left? Unknown: So polite to ask. A week. More if I am generous. Me: How long till you kill me? Unknown: A while. I will not kill you straight away. I want you to beg to be killed first. I sucked in a breath and put my phone away. I was not going to allow this monster to ruin my last few days of freedom. One thing I wasn't going to do was beg to be like him. I wouldn't be a monster. It wasn't who I was. I sat on the bench on the pier. Listening to the waves crashing against the rocks. Listening to the wind whisper. The birds fluttering by. Listening to my thoughts wander off.

I was thinking about what the monster would do to me when he kidnapped me. Would he hurt me? Rape me? Torture me? I wanted to know what he wanted from me. Would he tell me if I messaged him? If I messaged him, I would be luring him closer. It was a stupid thing to do. No sane person would ever do that. I guess if I was already damned. I slapped my forehead. I felt like a fool for my thoughts. I shouldn't message him, but I wanted clarification on my death so I could prepare. I wanted to know how I would be treated by my capture. Was that so wrong to know? Surely not. It wasn't like I was being captured by a human. I was being taken by a monster. Something inhuman. Me: What is your name? Can I know that? I waited for him to answer but he didn't so I gave up. He wasn't going to tell me. There was no point pushing the chapter to tell me more information in case I riled them up or added to their obsession. Now that was the wrong thing to do. The right thing to do was go to my Grandmother's house and listen to the creepy readings she was currently reading. That was the right thing to do. Except when I got there Grandmother was out with her friend Avis again. Leaving me alone. Possibly endangered. What could my grandmother do anyway? Wack him with her walking stick. I'm sure he'd win anyway. I picked up the book my grandmother was reading and it was called SKZ Mate by The Random Page. I nonchalantly flicked through and read a couple of pages to pass the time when I ended up engrossed in the book. Maybe grandmother does have good taste in books. Just not men. That was a joke everyone told themselves as Grandfather died from a horse chase on a lad's holiday in Spain. Apparently, he and his friends had annoyed these horses and they ended up chasing Grandfather to his death. It was ironic considering grandfather was always up to no good in his youth. Grandfather was known to pull random stunts with his friend so it wasn't a surprise he died in that way. It was a story to go by. At his funeral, Grandmother was said to have scolded him for having an early grave. It was a shame as I never got to meet him. He sounded hilarious and a stereotypical man. Some say my father was like him until he met my mother. She grounded him some say. It was also said that my father stalked my mother until she agreed to go on a date with him, so I guess mother and daughter alike. Except I had a planned kidnapping. Did it bother me that my stalker wasn't responding? A little bit. I had no idea why I was so bothered by it, but I was. I at least wanted him to communicate with me so I could become familiar with him until I died. Not become dead but dead buried in the ground. I sighed at my thoughts. It was like I was yearning for him already. I was ridiculous and I was blaming it on my hormones since I was due on. I had no idea when I was due but I was. I just prayed he wasn't a vampire and wasn't appealed to it. I hoped he was the vampire that saw it as deceased blood and it didn't bother him. I was praying for it at this point.

Did my prayers come true? Absolutely not. Days later I woke up to change my bin that was filled with tampons and I found them gone. All gone. I could see they were once in the bin as the bin bag was stained red but they were nowhere to be seen. Instead, a note was there. Thank you for your deliciousness. Chan x I learned the monster's name was Chan as he answered my text message a few hours later. Apparently he sleeps during the day. Which made me gather he was a vampire. The traditional stereotypical vampire that sleeps during the day and comes out at night. The one that burned during the day. My stalker continued to text me throughout the days. Asking me how I was as if he was trapping me into kindness. Sometimes I started to fall for it. Each day he was more curious about the things I liked. Each day he dropped me a present. A book on vampires. Some pyjamas. Another day it was flowers. He was softening me up for the day he would take me. Take me away from my family. My Grandmother.

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Her Soul for His Soul Chapter 14 🌞Y/N🌞

Trigger Warnings: Death, Shackles, Mentions of suicide, Vulnerability

The Grim Realm was surprisingly warm. Not hot as Hell was perceived to be, but it was not cold neither.       The Reaper did not put up much of a fuss as It came to greet me from my suicide. It seemed to have expected me to not go willingly to the Underworld without a visit from Death himself.       The walk to Death was long, but not tiring. It was a beautiful walk through the caverns of trees. The trees were exquisite. They were talk, long willow trees that held blue wisps. They were different to the ones Seungmin described. They were more mesmerising.       Occasionally we would stop to take rest at a pond or a river. Each stop was met with a log that was purposely put there for those who defied death and wanted to challenge Death on rebirth.       The Reaper said nothing through out the journey. Except reminding me to take rest when I was huffing and puffing along the way. I noticed this Reaper was different to the stories. Its cloak was grey and the colour of oak moss in the middle. A lighter grey, but more green.       It didn't have many chains of bones that I had expected. Only a skull dangling from a metal chain that too connected Its book of souls or book of kills. Either or. I wasn't sure.       We eventually reached a mansion at the end of our walk where we were greeted by a superior Reaper. A Reaper who did have skull ornaments wrapped around It. There was also a slight gold tint on his robes. I thought It was the Grim Reaper until I saw Death.  

A faceless figure. Ghosting across Deaths world. Deaths Robes were black. Fearsome. Deaths book of souls dangling before It with intricacies of woven bones. Skulls. Hands. It was scarily beautiful. Death looked beautiful.       The Reaper that greeted me spoke in a hush whisper to them. The Grim Reaper and the Superior Reaper nodded at every other word. Occasionally the Grim Reaper would look at me and then checked Deaths book. "Come with me Y/N." Grim Reaper called. Its voice held the power of a drum as It spoke. I followed the Grim Reaper into the mansion. We passed other Reapers of all status. Each time the Grim Reaper would nod Its head.       When we reached a grand room. That appeared to be an office, but more spectacular. I noticed someone. "Lisa!" I called out. Lisa placed her book down and ran towards me laughing. She hugged me tightly.       The sound of a booming door shut made me and Lisa pull away. The Grim Reaper floated across the room with Its arms crossed as It came towards me. "My name is the Grim Reaper, Y/N L/N and you are in the Realm of Death as you wish to bargain for a life that is already set free." The Grim Reaper spoke elegantly. Its voice made Lisa smirk. I wasn't understanding. "Your friend Lisa has been fine and is returning back to the Mortal Realm as her life was unnecessarily taken by the entities of the Neverworld Realm. A realm created by a young obnoxious demon." The Grim Reaper clarified. Its arms waved around musically. "You have a solemn choice to make young Y/N. You can join the Reapers and become one or I can personally escort you to the Underworld personally."

"The-the Underworld.? I said. Everything had sunk in. I was dead. Lisa was fine. I was not returning back. "I-I am dead.? I muttered. "You did take your life irrationally, young Y/N, but I do not blame you. You had not known Lisa was fine." The Grim Reaper spoke softly as if he knew the reaction was coming.       I gasped and felt like I wanted to be sick. All of a sudden a black mystical bucket was presented in front of me. I was sick. "You daft sod you killed yourself." Lisa laughed as she rushed to the glasses and gave me one. "What is that?" I asked. "Whatever your soul needs right now.” Lisa told me. "I will give you two some time to talk. Young Y/N. Lisa." Grim Reaper bid us goodbye, leaving me and Lisa alone.       I noticed something. The way Lisa was already in the Grim Reaper's office alone. The way Lisa knew about the goblet glasses. The young Y/N but no young Lisa comment. "Yes. I'm with the Grim Reaper." Lisa explained leaving me stunned. "Let me explain. The night we summoned Seungmin. I died. The entity caught me.       The Grim Reaper found me. He took me in and told me he would return me to the mortal realm. He promised he would protect me which he did.       Reapers. Some of them. The elder ones have premonitions. Dreams. The Grim. Himself had a premonition of me being his lover. He never thought it was real. I haunted him for five thousand years until I died.       He refused to let me die unless I wanted to join him. In his world. I wasn't ready. I barely knew him. He respected that of course and came to visit me often. Until I died again." "Damn. Have you seen his, you, know face?" I asked. Making a circular motion with my hand around my face.       Lisa nodded. She explained she had seen his face and knew his real name. She wouldn't tell me of course. It was sacred to her and that was special.       We chatted about the Death realm and how peaceful it was. It was a realm where Reapers worked around the clock to collect souls and walk them to the Underworld. Only very few got passed the Reapers and where automatically sent to Heaven or Hell.     According to what Lisa heard it was those who where fed on by entities that ended up with their souls lost in the Neverworld. The world that was owned by Seungmin.       I wondered how Seungmin was. He was probably angry at me for taking my life to save a friend, until I realised he must have known about Lisa and the Grim Reaper.       Before I could think about Seungmin, I heard him.

"Where is she!?" Seungmin hissed as he was dragged into the room angrily. Me and Lisa stood up. Not saying a word as we watched the Reapers dragged a chained up demon.     Seungmin had chains wrapped tightly around him. His ankles and wrists were cuffed and his eyes bulged yellow. "Y/N? Oh, Y/N." Seungmin sung out like a prayer. "What have you done to her." "Nothing. I have only given her a choice. To stay here or go to the Underworld." The Grim Reaper sung out, yet his voice was harsh.       Seungmin glared. His eyes were frantic. That was the worst thing he could think of to happen. "She is mine. My soul mate." Seungmin growled out. Thrashing around aggressively as the Reapers held him. "Does she know? Does she know about your sentencing?" The Grim Reaper asked. "You do not meddle. Death!" Seungmin spat. "Y/N do not listen to him." "Tell me." I demanded. "I am sure this Archdemon has told you all about the Neverworld, but did Seungmin tell you, he was going to damn you in that place.       Seungmin did not care about you, Y/N. He left you alone pretending he was helping you while he waltzed around Hell with the youngen, Jeongin.       He was going to give you an early death so he could consume your soul. Take it early. He was not even going to grant you the wall to the Underworld.       From what my Reapers told me. Seungmin was still in contact with an old Kim. The youngest woman. Jennifer Kim. He cared for her. Slightly.  He visited her as he promised to protect her, while you suffered. While you allowed him freedom.       It was only due to Lucifer reminding him he had a soul mate and it was you, that he changed. You deserve better than a reckless fiend."       My heart shattered at the Grims words as Death told no lie. Seungmin did not even object. Nor did he feel guilt either. He knew it was true. He, just hadn't expected it to come out so soon. "Is that true? Did you care for another?" I asked. My throat developing a rock that prevented me from speaking. "Yes. I did. I was going to damn you to my realm selfishly. Yes I cared for another but I never touched her. I never bedded her. Only you. I do not feel guilty for my actions but know this I care for you. You are my soul mate–" "Is that a lie?" I challenged. "He is your soul mate. Lucifer gives and grants freedom of unremarkable choice. If you reject him that is fine. He makes you find the right person. Your good side as he is your bad side." Grim Reaper explained as he tightened the shackles with the flick of his fist.       Seungmin dropped out in pain. His eyes burned as did his body. I could see he didn't even know how to form the right words.       I watched him crawl to me shackled. His wings were bruised and burnt as he traveled towards me.      

He dropped towards me like a servant feeling remorse for their actions. He coward as if he was in front of his master. "I-I love you. I love you as if you were my Lucifer. I will always bow to you. I will always repent my actions as I have done now. I wanted you to be strong. Not weak.       I might be a selfish Archdemon but I am not a youngen. I am older. I do not abandon those that command me and love me back. I know you love me despite those unwritten said words. You will give me a chance. All I beg is you not let them prison me here.       Please, my love. My Mistress. My God. Do not let the Grim punish me. Do not let them use those shackles." Seungmin begged.       I was confused. I did not understand him. At all. I did not want him punished in a torturous way. Only mentally. I did not want him shackled he seemed afraid of those shackles. "No I do not want you shackled any further. I want Lucifer to see a punishment fit. You can be punished or imprisoned in your realm. Locked away." I stated frantically.            The Grim Reaper retracted the barbed shackles and asked a Reaper to summon Lucifer.   Seungmin fell on his side in pain at my feet. Not afraid. Just weak. He had given up. He had truly failed at being a demon. "I never lied to you about how I feel." Seungmin murmured, making me crouch towards him. His hands grabbing at my ankles. "Then tell me what you want from me." I begged. Tears streaming from my eyes. "You want me to be strong. Tell. Me." "You punish me. You make me your servant and for Lucifer I shall be yours–"

"Get up. Archdemon Seungmin. You are embarrassing the Seven Hells." A booming voice called out.       A winged creature. Dark as ice. Wings perfectly white and fluffy. The horns on his head were painted divinely. He was faultless. Pure. Untouchable. He was the perfect divine creature.   Outcasted from the Heavens and here he was. Shining brightly in front of everyone. "Archdemon Seungmin. I gave you an order to get up." Lucifer demanded. Seungmin crawled up from the floor like a toddler and crossed his legs but the shackles made it difficult. "You are better than this but overturning another's realms for someone who you know was safe. I know you are angry but attacking three Reapers is despicable." Lucifer chided but his authority was there. "I apologise Reaper of Death for the breach in your realm. I will return with Seungmin for a few days for punishment." "There will be no need. I can see Seungmin is very fond of the human soul and should not be separated. I will pardon this. Once and only once Lucifer. Do not make me regret it. If Archdemon Seungmin enters my realm again I will not be so kind." Grim Reaper stated. "Y/N's soul. Please." Seungmin pleaded. "I am sure Lucifer will walk her to Hell and introduce her to everyone." Grim Reaper stated. "No!" Seungmin shouted. The mansion shook and everyone moved. The Grim Reaper moved elegantly to hold Lisa from the sudden demonic earthquake.       I on the other hand tried to calm Seungmin as he growled and hissed. Lucifer with a flick of his wrist made Seungmin disappear. "Do not panic, my child. He is only going into confinement to calm down. I will return your soul to your body as you are not ready for Hell yet. Human life is much more sacred than you deem" Lucifer promised as he took my hand into his. "I shall walk you back."

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