her pillow was the knife Mrs. Latrice had left this morning. If that invisible man would come to her bed again, she was sure to slice its thr

he room became heavier. There was a white mist that crept from the darknes

as being shoved out of her. A small par

fell right off the mattress. Surprisingly, Selene didn't so much as notice i

en an opposite depression appeared in her right. From t

like. The way it opened was in a seductive fashion; slow, yet very alluring

yes shot open when she felt once again the familiar SOFT, MOIST mouth covering one of her

so she quickly pushed it away from her. She tried to sit up, but she was immediately pushed back into the mattress; her arms flinging to t

f this, she opened her mouth. Never had she reali

groaned, horrified with it. The tongue then slipped out of her mouth

ch lurch with two known emo

" she

wanted. It was her. What was different n

hoping that it would hit the entity. Whatever body part it would be, she

ter this time. The depression was no more a

r chemise to cover her breasts, the other was trembling while holding the knife, pointing it in her front

laughter reverberated around the room. It was a

midair. To her surprise then, two hands gradually appeared, and t

dened very much

t too absurd? Surely, you don't think that it can

ce of a monstrous incubus that the books have portrayed. It was all this time the weird man under the maple tree, Khail! He was

t. He was truly

ked in a devilish way. "

answered with gritted teeth.

ly sooner or later ask that about him. Sheeeshh... Almost all of the human

nswered pointblank, but she wa

falter. She gripped it tightly as the sharp point followed where he was. At least holding this knife, she would look intimidating and d

were real, but shouting this kind of words to him might wou

. However, unfortunately, your belief is wrong." He kneeled into the mattress and this spiked Selene's heartbeat. "D

if ever a demon has one — and shouted ve

enly rolled ou

less! You are the one who molested me! A

ment rang deep in the back of her mind. These are the words of an insensitive, cold-hearted demon. No mo

nching more towards her. "I will stab you! I swear I will stab you dem

rised her greatly. He continued to close in on her and this ti

et h

vered her mouth and closed her eyes, finding it too horrific to watch. How

t wound, but Khail didn't appea

ood trailing down into his torso. She was even more alarmed when Khail lifted his righ

asp escaped fr

cked the blade with his tongue, "for a woman like you to

greatly worry for herself. If a knife didn't do anything at all, what was she to

he was and grabbed both of her a

ed when she was brought down in the mattress a

if the tears

experienced before, " he said, hovering on top her in a position that

ce shaking. Her breasts were already exposed as he ha

answer. "Then...I will have