Dream State

A small rune sat by the tiny lamp in the room waiting to be added to the spell. He pulled out the piece of glass yellowed from age. In the glass's middle was one perfect emerald stone. The spell called for the rune he stole and glass to bring the demon forth. Placing them both on the floor, he took his pocket knife out and cut his hand. Norman watched as a few drops of his blood fell on to the rune and jeweled glass. He pulled out the plastic bag filled with god only knows what and he sprinkled it over the bloody rune and glass piece. A black wisp of smoke appeared out of nowhere causing him to smile.“Come to thee, sight to thee” Norman repeated until he felt the room move and the wind picked up in the apartment. His eyes saw what he desired. Standing in front of Norman was a six-foot man with handsome eyes. The man was clothed in a dark tailored suit without a hair out of place. He stood there quiet for a second fixing his cuffs on his shirt with a look of annoyance. Norman yelled

Daniel took his time showing up at her door often with his hat in hand. “Good day, Ms. Quinn.” “Oh hello. What can I do for you?” Emma saw he had wildflowers in his hands. “Oh, how pretty those are!” “They are for you. I hope you don’t think this is forward.” Daniel stumbled as he shoved the flowers into Emma’s hands.He brought her flowers and different herbs he had “found” in the woods. Daniel wanted her to keep up her healing so she could bring her powers to her even faster. They would walk and talk with each other. Daniel even allowed the other villagers to get to know of him, but there was a select few that didn’t trust him. No problem. He made them disappear easy enough. “Daniel, I know you are not telling me something.” She said as the wind ruffled her dress. The walk through the forest glade had been pleasant until then. Daniel frowned as he watched her eyes glance away from his face. How could he tell her of his powers and his need for souls? These thoughts burned inside

Chapter Three Enter the Beast Daniel walked down the street dressed in a dove gray fitted suit and tie with his hair was picture perfect. He was searching for the right place and the right people. He needed for his demons to fill. Hearing loud music from the clubs, he sauntered toward the bright red neon sign beckoning people off the sidewalk. People came spilling out, yelling and laughing. Most of them were obviously drunk, he knew this was going to be easy. “Just pick any fool off the street.” He thought to himself. He took his time and when he spotted the right one, he almost giggled like a child. Standing by the stairs, he saw three girls talking and laughing. One red-haired and two blonds and they were dressed for the evening. No one paid attention to the black wisp of smoke that hung in the alley between the parking lot and the building until it was ready. A bald man came out of the back door of the club. Drake was a bar tender back at the club, and he was p

Chapter Five Demonic Pleasures Daniel walked down the hallway of the local hospital enjoying his handwork with every step he took. He could feel the anger and the sorrow seeping from everyone around him. There have been a few times in the last few months that his demons ended up dead by some powerful magic. He traced the source of the magic and that lead him to her. Daniel had been searching for her, and he would have missed her if it wasn’t for the low hum of power that radiated from Megan’s soul. Daniel knew that he would have to use her in his plan to take care of Thomas but what should he do he wondered. Megan would be perfect and would need very little demon work. But no matter, this was going to be fun. Daniel had an extra player to put into the mix, the boyfriend. The boyfriend was Megan’s deepest darkest desire. He was someone to keep her out of the way. That is when he heard his voice. Take charge, annoyance at every step. He had proved to be fantastic, he was also extrem

Demon’s Revenge Megan woke up in a dark room. What the hell? Last time she checked she just flipped out at work. People are going to think she was crazy, and the others would fear her. She tried to fight Sharon who she could have sworn she was a demon. Stale air made it had to breathe, so she wanted to get out and to make matters worse it was pitched black. Dropping to her knees, she figured out that they must have given something to put her out, “Great” she thought. Megan knew that she had to get out of there, but her head was swimming. She found a wall and felt around hoping for a doorknob or even a window. The wall she found had deep grooves scratched into them and followed it until felt she found a doorknob that happened to be attached to a wooden door that had seen better days... She knew that another showdown with the demon would probably kill her right now. Megan knew that no one would believe her that Sharon was a demon but made she could put a spin on the story, and she c