A Demon and His Witch – Interviewed by Lucifer
Lucifer: Welcome future denizens of Hell. Once again, I’ve commandeered a blog—aka sent the owner on a boat tour with Charon where she hopefully won’t get eaten by any Styx sea monsters—so that I might regale you with stories of my greatness.
Ysabel: (mutters) Great according to who?
Lucifer: (rotates his head, 180 degrees) I heard that.
Ysabel: (smirks) Good to know. A guy your age is prone to problems. First it’s the eyes, then the ears, then… (She drops her gaze to a spot below his belt)
Smoke begins to sift from Lucifer’s ears.
Remy: As if our mighty and wondrous lord would ever have that kind of problem.
Ysabel: (mutters) Suck up.
Lucifer: (perks up) I wouldn’t mind watching.
Ysabel: Dream on, demon.
Lucifer: You and Gaia are always ruining my fun.
Distant female voice: I heard that.
Lucifer: (scowls) Anyhow, back to the subject at hand, me and the awesome job I’m doing pairing up the vilest, most psychotic, deranged and irredeemable of my minions.
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Remy: Thank you, boss. I knew you appreciated me and all my hard, ass kicking work.
Lucifer: Not you. I mean the females. They’re bitchy. Violent. Outspoken. And yet I have managed the impossible. I’ve found them males who have no only managed to bed them, but remain alive after the fact. I think that makes me the king of not just Hell but matchmaking.
Distant female voice: I thought you were content with being the king of my bedroom.
Lucifer: I would be if you’d let me brag about how wondrous I am between your thighs and how I make you—
From out of thin air a woman dressed in a gossamer green gown arrives and slaps a hand over his mouth.
Gaia: That’s quite enough. You know how I feel about letting the world know about our lovemaking.
Lucifer: Argh, woman. What have I told you about using the L word in public?
Gaia: The same thing I’ve told you about discussing our intimate affairs.
They glare at each other. Then, come together in a clash of lips. The ground trembles and they disappear from sight with Lucifer pausing long enough to shout
Lucifer: You can read all about my awesome match making skills as told by the author whose soul I own, Eve Langlais. She will dazzle you with my brilliance in her Welcome to Hell series . Until we meet on the banks of the Styxx, this is Lucifer signing off that I might ravish my delectable goddess. I am also returning your blog to its rightful, properly educated and somewhat traumatized owner. Happy sinning…
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Ysabel: (mutters) Great according to who?
Lucifer: (rotates his head, 180 degrees) I heard that.
Ysabel: (smirks) Good to know. A guy your age is prone to problems. First it’s the eyes, then the ears, then… (She drops her gaze to a spot below his belt)
Smoke begins to sift from Lucifer’s ears.
Remy: As if our mighty and wondrous lord would ever have that kind of problem.
Ysabel: (mutters) Suck up.
Remy: Ass kissing is a fine art, my witch. One you should know I excel at, or do you require another demonstration?
Lucifer: (perks up) I wouldn’t mind watching.
Ysabel: Dream on, demon.
Lucifer: You and Gaia are always ruining my fun.
Distant female voice: I heard that.
Lucifer: (scowls) Anyhow, back to the subject at hand, me and the awesome job I’m doing pairing up the vilest, most psychotic, deranged and irredeemable of my minions.
.
Remy: Thank you, boss. I knew you appreciated me and all my hard, ass kicking work.
Lucifer: Not you. I mean the females. They’re bitchy. Violent. Outspoken. And yet I have managed the impossible. I’ve found them males who have no only managed to bed them, but remain alive after the fact. I think that makes me the king of not just Hell but matchmaking.
Distant female voice: I thought you were content with being the king of my bedroom.
Lucifer: I would be if you’d let me brag about how wondrous I am between your thighs and how I make you—
From out of thin air a woman dressed in a gossamer green gown arrives and slaps a hand over his mouth.
Gaia: That’s quite enough. You know how I feel about letting the world know about our lovemaking.
Lucifer: Argh, woman. What have I told you about using the L word in public?
Gaia: The same thing I’ve told you about discussing our intimate affairs.
They glare at each other. Then, come together in a clash of lips. The ground trembles and they disappear from sight with Lucifer pausing long enough to shout
Lucifer: You can read all about my awesome match making skills as told by the author whose soul I own, Eve Langlais. She will dazzle you with my brilliance in her Welcome to Hell series . Until we meet on the banks of the Styxx, this is Lucifer signing off that I might ravish my delectable goddess. I am also returning your blog to its rightful, properly educated and somewhat traumatized owner. Happy sinning…
Have you grabbed a free ecopy of A Demon and His Witch? Don’t delay because this special is only until October 31st…
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