Formerly known as Kisses From A Demon
Started: 17th, July 2020.
Ended: 7th, October 2020.
Aurora Russel, a hunter in training is thrown into a world of demons after she was promised by her parents to be given away at the age of twenty. A demon lord...
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When I open my eyes, I'm standing in my parent's living room. The outside is dark because it's night time.
No one is awake right now, with a small smile on my face I walk up the stairs to my old room waiting to surprise my family with my arrival the next morning.
I scrunch up my face when I feel figures hovering over me, "Is it really her" I hear a female voice whisper.
"What kind of joke are the witches playing with us" I roll to the other side of the bed to ignore their voices, I slowly open my eyes when neither of the voices kept quiet. "Rory?" My mom calls, I jump into her arms and hug her tight.
"You're really here" she pats my back, my dad has a smile on his face, I hug him with a happy laugh.
I'm back home, where I belong.
"Have a bath and come downstairs for breakfast. Oh, Ernest and Isabelle are so going to be happy!" My mom squeals.
I come out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my body and another towel wrapped on my head, I move to the small table beside my bed.
I pick up a small note I see placed beside the herbs "I never brought them with me" I unfold the note.
You left your herbs back at Dapphion so I had to teleport there while you were in the bathroom, don't worry I did not peek.
Kisses-Xanthus.
Wait, I think humans write: XOXO instead of kisses.
Xoxo Xanthus.
A goofy smile spreads on my lips, I take my herbs and wear a light pink top with blue jeans and put my hair up in a ponytail.
I blame the mark for making me smile at his note.
I see my parents and Ernest waiting for me with a smile, Ernest runs and hugs me tightly "I'm happy you're back" I hug him back, "Where's Isabelle?" I ask, she's usually down for breakfast before anyone. "She's, um, coming," my mom says.
"I made your favorite" she smiles.
"We are not waiting for her?" I ask, "No, when she's hungry she will come down," my dad says. That's strange, it's a rule made by my dad that everyone eats breakfast and dinner together.
He said it strengthens our bond as a family. "Is she okay?" I ask suspiciously, "Yes, sweetie" I nod at the response, I'll find out later.
"How are you here, not that we are not happy you're here," my mom says, "Urm, We had a deal," I say as I take a bite from my cinnamon rolls.
