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The Last Sunrise
The town of Red Hollow had long since abandoned the joy of Easter. What had once been a celebration of spring and renewal had turned into a time of terror. Every year, as Easter morning dawned, the sun would rise blood-red, bathing the land in its eerie glow.
By V-Ink Stories28 days ago in Fiction
Ch. 7: Seven Demons, One Darling
The scent of the House of Lamentations—old parchment, magic, and the faint, sweet note of Beelzebub’s latest protein shake—was a welcome blanket after the stark cleanliness of the human world. I dropped my bag just inside the doorway, the weight of the week with Solomon still a pleasant hum in my muscles. It had been cathartic, necessary. A reclaiming of myself.
By V-Ink StoriesExclusive • 28 days ago
Ch. 6: Seven Demons, One Darling
Leaving Leviathan’s room felt like exiting a warm, pressurized aquarium and re-entering the murky ocean of the mansion. My body ached in specific, intimate ways, a memory-map of the night before. I moved carefully, a slight, deep twinge with each step, a constant physical echo of Mammon’s and Leviathan’s desperate, competitive claim. Their combined scent, salt and ozone, and a faint cologne, seemed woven into my skin.
By V-Ink StoriesExclusive • 28 days ago
Egg of the End
The excavation had been years in the making. Nestled deep within the sands of an isolated desert, the Temple of Aasha—the so-called “Womb of Eternity”—had long been a legend among archaeologists. Dr. Eleanor Voss and her team finally unearthed its secrets in the weeks leading up to Easter. At the heart of the temple lay the prize that would make history: an egg.
By V-Ink Storiesabout a month ago in Fiction
Candy Curse
Easter was always the busiest season for Mathias Grayson, the famed chocolatier of the quaint town of Willowridge. His confections were renowned—velvety truffles, delicate pralines, and his pièce de résistance: intricately molded chocolate Easter eggs filled with hidden surprises. People came from miles around to buy his creations, enchanted by their taste and beauty.
By V-Ink Storiesabout a month ago in Fiction
Ch. 5: Seven Demons, One Darling
The promise of escape with Solomon was a small, cold pebble in my pocket. I clung to it as I navigated the House of Lamentation’s halls the next day, the memories of the library and Solomon’s bed a fresh, complicated ache. My body felt different—well-used, sensitive in a way that was both pleasurable and a constant, low-grade reminder of my own fractured state.
By V-Ink StoriesExclusive • about a month ago
Ch. 4: Seven Demons, One Darling
The summons hung in the air long after the chime faded, a hook in my sternum. But I didn’t go to Diavolo. The profound, hollow quiet Belphie had left me with made the thought of the prince’s sunny, calculating presence feel abrasive. I wandered the school’s peripheral halls instead, a ghost in my own skin, the physical reminders of the brothers a faint, sticky ache between my legs.
By V-Ink StoriesExclusive • about a month ago
Pastel Nightmare
The Johnsons were the quintessential suburban family. Laura, her husband Mark, and their two kids, Ellie and Ben, loved going all out for the holidays. Easter was no exception. Pastel-colored eggs, garlands, and bunny decorations adorned their home every year, but this time, Laura wanted to make it extra special.
By V-Ink Storiesabout a month ago in Fiction
The Burrow
The Thompsons had planned their Easter weekend months in advance. A family camping trip seemed like the perfect escape from the monotony of suburbia, a chance to bond over s’mores and nature hikes. The secluded Maplewood Campground, nestled deep in the woods, promised tranquility and picturesque views. They had no idea what awaited them beneath the ground.
By V-Ink Storiesabout a month ago in Fiction
Ch.3: Seven Demons, One Darling. Content Warning.
The scent of dream-moth silk and male skin clung to me like a second ghost as I slipped from the castle at dawn. Diavolo had been asleep, one arm thrown possessively over my waist. Barbatos had already vanished, likely to begin the day’s meticulous orchestrations. Their care had been a balm, a sanctuary, but in the clear, cruel light of the Devildom’s twin moons setting, it felt like a transaction. I was now a living piece in a silent power struggle I hadn’t agreed to join.
By V-Ink StoriesExclusive • about a month ago
Ch. 2: Seven Demons, One Darling. Content Warning.
The scent of Beastman flour and sugar usually anchored me, but today it just smelled like dust. I stood in the House of Lamentation kitchen, staring at a bowl of unbaked batter Beel had left for me. My hands wouldn’t move. The silence of the house was a pressure against my eardrums, heavy with things unsaid. I hadn’t seen Lucifer in three days. He’d vanished into his study, and meals were delivered by a silent, somber-looking Leviathan. Beel’s presence was a constant, warm guard, but his silence on the matter was louder than any rant.
By V-Ink StoriesExclusive • about a month ago
Ch. 1: Seven Demons, One Darling. Content Warning.
(This is a snip-it parody from the mobile dating game Obey Me!) It's been a few months since Nicole started the exchange program. During this time, she is actively dating everyone (not Luke) but is mainly involved with Lucifer. Over time, Lucifer has grown distant; everyone has noticed and has made it a priority to make her feel loved, desired, and, above all, satisfied.
By V-Ink StoriesExclusive • about a month ago
