1. The Devil's Pact, Hell Chronicles Chapter 3: The Bitter Drink


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    Lionesses, appeared in a gaggle before they spread out, looking around with a wary gaze. Heather, my favorite bedmate, and our daughter flashed in. Carla, the ghost hunter, appeared beside Mindy Taylor, the first girl I had fucked as the Ghost. I looked around at my women, my loyal worshipers, and declared, “I reckon we're gonna carve out our kingdom right here!” Marissa nodded. “We're gonna carve out eternity.” Marissa tugged on the vast well of power that brimmed inside me, and a green sword appeared in her hand. “I told you I was prepared,” Deidre smiled. Yes, she was. Demon's cackled about us, scampering through the twisted brush. Some of the women gasped, clutching each other in panic. I wasn't afraid. I didn't have this level of power when I was here last time. I had the pooled power of all of us, plus all the energy Deidre had siphoned off to prepare for our arrival. She always knew death was the end of the Cult. And the beginning. “Come on, Lionesses!” shouted LaTonya, the team's captain, a green sword flashing into her ebony hands. “Let's show these demons who owns these woods.” “Right, baby girl?” blonde Ursula laughed, looking at our daughter. “Right, Momma,” Gabriella added. Three of my daughters were born to the Lionesses, and they had all been inducted into the squad. Remelda stood beside her mother LaTonya, and Kelly and our daughter Zelda exchanged flashing smiles. “I always did like the woods,” I told my followers. “I reckon we can make a nice cabin here. ...
    Once we deal with the local varmints.” A sword appeared in my hand, shining green. It felt right. I imagined I knew how to use it. That seemed to work. I strode forward as the howling demons raced through the tree tops. Ape-demons, twisted into bestial monsters with almost human faces. They probably were humans once, driven mad by one of the Greater Demon's torments. The ape-demons fell from the trees, hooting and snarling. Their arms had grown long and spindly, black, wiry hair sprouting in tufts about their bodies. I stood in the center of the cheerleaders. The twins, Rhonda May and Marissa, their auburn hair flying wild, rushed to join us. Marybeth swung first. Her wife, the busty and blonde Ursula, was at her side, swinging at a second ape. Their swords hacked, slicing through the demons as they let out boisterous cries. The Ape-Demons screamed in pain as they were hacked to pieces. But they didn't die. Nothing does in Hell. One ape-demon writhed on the ground, screaming in pain as it tried to swipe at Marybeth's feet. Gabriella's sword flashed, saving the black-haired girl's life. “Thanks, baby doll,” Marybeth laughed, swinging her sword into the face of another demon. I was invisible. To the demons, it must seem like my sword floated and attacked like it had a mind of its own. I strode into the demons, my strikes more powerful than my women. When I swung, it bowled over multiple monsters, sending the demons flying like pins. “Keep it up, sweet thangs!” I called. “You're ...
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