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I, the devil, forced to start with just three beauties!

[WARNING : MATURE CONTENT R-18] * Would the waifus in the Devil's own Harem be considered advocates of evil? * Would the Devil's lemons be considered forbidden fruits? If YES, then tuck tight and be ready to be led astray! ******************** ["DID YOU HEAR?"..."THEY SAY THE DEVIL WALKS AMONG US NOW.""] [..."WHATEVER. PROBABLY JUST SOME COSPLAYER TRYING TO GET LAID.""] IF THEY ONLY KNEW, THE FORMER LORD OF HELL, CURRENT JOBLESS BUM, HAD TRADED HIS THRONE of BONES for a CRAMPED APARTMENT and STUDENT LOAN DEBT. WELL... TECHNICALLY, HE HAD NOT...... BUT AFTER WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM, HE SURE AS HELL WISHED HE HAD. HERE'S THE DEAL... ********************* Lucifer, the Morningstar, faces a career crisis of biblical proportions. After Hell undergoes a corporate makeover, the underworld board of directors boots out their slacker CEO for being dead weight in their new profit-driven hellish paradise. Talk about a fall from grace! "Learn some responsibility!" they'd shouted as they slammed Hell's gates in Lucy's face. "Maybe try working for once, loser!" Cast out and clueless, Lucifer crash-lands on Earth with nothing but his devilish good looks and a résumé woefully short on non-evil skills. Determined to prove his worth, he vows to show them he could become the ultimate success story - starting from the bottom of the corporate ladder. After all, who needs hell and its bylaws? ********************* [CAUTION : Made by a degenerate] No ntr No Yuri He might turnout to be a woman snatcher! (Don't think too highly of the devil.) DISCLAIMER : Cover isn't mine

The_Booker_Vessel · Fantaisie
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57 Chs

A desperate kiss!

The sand sculpture moved with fluid grace, swinging Monsoon in a perfect replica of Ezra's signature downward arc. The crowd gasped, some backing away in fear while others pressed closer in fascination.

The real Ezra stood transfixed as her doppelganger approached her, tilting its head in an eerily bird-like manner. It reached out, taking Ezra's hands in its own. Ezra shivered at the touch – it felt solid, real, the sand somehow warm and alive.

"Lucifer," she whispered, "what did you do?"

But Lucifer looked just as amazed as everyone else. "I... I'm not sure," he admitted. "I just wanted to show them it was more than just sand."

The sand Ezra turned, gesturing for Lucifer to approach. As he did, it took both his and Ezra's hands, joining them together. A smile, startlingly lifelike, spread across its features.