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"The devil's nudes?!" Maris Caine is a counselor who has the ability to enchant anyone with her voice but what happens when she disrupts a ritual and runs away with the entity needed for it to be completed, leading to Azazel birthing a new demon that he sends after her–Vampire. Logan Wolfe is the Alpha of the Oberon kingdom who happens to save his mate from Azazel and swears to protect her but how is that possible when she is stubborn and blames it all on Logan? She finds out a secret about herself and wages war amongst five kingdoms.

Chapter 1 Naked men

It was a dark and chilly night in Sannaville and Maris was asleep, enjoying the cold breeze that caressed her skin from her wide open windows.

As if summoned by some unknown force, her eyes snapped open and she sat up like a dead man with red wavy hair falling down her back. Without blinking, she kicked off her blue Hermes duvet and got to her feet.

There the disembodied sound was, it sounded like chimes and many women moved on their own accord as if she had no control over them. Actually, she didn't because she was somewhat asleep.

"Into the forest... Into the forest." Soprano voices whispered in her head and she followed them to her wide open window.

Maris tried to move, but the window was in her way. She climbed up the window and the breeze blew her hair in different directions.

She jumped down barefooted, but couldn't feel anything because she was hypnotized by whatever had the voices in her head.

"Forest... Forest child..." Many voices chanted in her head, bewitching her even more.

She walked straight without moving a muscle in her face and got lost in the evergreen forest with tall scary trees. Birds flew from one tree to the other and the place was only illuminated by the ever shining full moon.

Maris walked deeper into the forest in her hello Kitty blue pajamas, numb to the sticks she had trampled on.

"To the left our child," A voice uttered and the other voices argued with her loud and angry.

"Not left, that'll be too long." A calm and quiet voice objected. "Right, child."

Maris took a step forward to the right, but got confused once again by the voices having an argument in her head.

"Fine!" A different voice yelled, a voice that sounded like that of a whistle. "She can take the right."

Maris took the right and stopped again when she had to wait for the voices to say left or right.

"Right." They sang in one tone.

Just as Maris was about to take the right, the smoke from a burning bush rode the air into her nose. She coughed and was suddenly distracted. With her nose high, she followed the smoke of the bush that was ablaze.

"No, you dumb child!" The voices chanted angrily. "Follow the right!"

Maris' subconscious state or should I say hypnotized state didn't heed to the warnings. She went deeper into forest, following the flames and howling of wolves.

The owls hooted and turned their heads in three sixty as she walked passed them. Their eyes opened and closed weirdly with more hooting.

"It's your fault, if you hadn't told the child to follow the right she wouldn't have perceived the smoke." A voice argued.

They continued with their arguments and insults until they had face palmed and agreed for fate to take it's cause.

Instantly, Maris' leg got stuck in a hole and she wiggled like a zombie, trying to free herself from the clutches of the hole-but it was an epic fail. The hole widened and sucked her in.

She rolled down the hole and banged her head on a tree with hard back.

"Ouch!" She winced, nursing her bruised head.

Maris peeled her eyes open and beheld a strange dark forest with trees unusually tall. She blinked owlishly and slapped her cheeks numerous times.

"Wake up, Maris." She slapped herself harder and it stung.

The moment she realized it was real, her heart skipped a beat and beads of sweat formed on her forehead, but was instantly dried off by the harsh wind. It huffed and puffed at her, dust making it's way into her eyes.

She rubbed her eyes with the back of her palm and blinked rapidly before getting to her feet. There was a bush ablaze and she followed the light.

Her eyes widened and her jaw slacked when she beheld the disturbing images of naked men. Quickly, she hid behind a tree and felt the pain of the thing she had trampled on.

Taking a peek from behind the tree, they stood in a circle and chanted all sort of things. There was something in their middle, but it was very hard to see. Was that a human on the floor?

Abruptly, a black hole opened and a very handsome man with a chiseled jaw jumped out of the hole. His chest was broad and his stomach, adorned with abs. His lips were full and pink and she resisted the urge to look below his waist.

"Ilam, illam, we use thee as the entity!" They all raised their hands to the sky.

Instantly, something evaporated from the ground in form of smoke and it was just above their heads.

"Sweet." Maris muttered, pulling out her phone and tapping on the camera icon.

She tapped on the middle button, trying to be quiet, but the loud sound and flashlight of her phone made her presence which was once oblivious, known to the men.

"Shit!" She cursed and dug her phone into her pajamas pocket.

Their heads snapped to her direction and she hid behind the tree.

"Who was that?" The man who jumped out of the hole asked, voice harsh and tight, but raspy and drip worthy. "Isn't this supposed to be a sacred place?"

"Who dares to enter the sacred forest of azelbub?!" Another man roared, voice sounding like thunder.

Hastily, Maris turned on her heels and pivoted from behind the tree. Heart threatening to burst out of her rib cage. Her grey eyes widened with a pulse that could be heard by the men. Just as she was running, the smoke rushed into her nostrils and she sneezed.

"I can smell it, it's a she!" A man thundered. "Get her!"

Maris ran with a thumping heart, she was dazed.

"Wake up if it's a dream." She cried, clueless about the routes she was taking.

Suddenly, something huge and hairy grabbed her from no where and shoved her into a tight space. This time, her heart had already leaped out of her throat.

Just when she was about to scream, the warm hands of a boy with hair as black as ebony clasped her mouth and held an index finger to his mouth.

"Ssh." He hushed her and she nodded, basking in the beauty of his piercing blue eyes.

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