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  A Demon's Wings (Vice College for Young Demons: Year 3)

  Copyright: Marie Mistry © 2019

  This is a work of fiction. Names, places, brands, media and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. The author acknowledges the trademark owners of various products, brands and/or stores referenced in this work of fiction which have been used without permission. The publication/use of these trademarks is not authorised, associated with or sponsored by the trademark owners.

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  Dedication

  To all the unsung heroes.

  Authors Note

  A Demon’s Wings is a Paranormal Reverse Harem novel containing sexual situations with BDSM elements and multiple consenting partners over the age of 18. This book also contains foul language, descriptions of violence and alcohol, and is written in British English. It also ends on a cliff hanger and the series will have a happy ending in the fourth and final book.

  Table of Contents

  Dedication

  Authors Note

  Table of Contents

  Cast of Characters

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Epilogue

  Rina

  Cast of Characters

  In alphabetical order by first name.

  Key: P = Pride Demon E = Envy Demon L = Lust Demon GR = Greed Demon S = Sloth Demon GL = Gluttony Demon W = Wrath Demon U = Unshown

  Aeron Saxon: (L – Aphrodisia) Gifted with Aerokinesis (air manipulation) and Atmokinesis (weather manipulation). Professor of Combat at Vice College, Knight of the Order of Shadow. Lilith's mate, son of Aoife Saxon and Kellert Krossian.

  Alicia Pruitt: (S – Tardiness) Elder of the Sloth Caste, Knight of the Order of Shadow. Sister of Calandra Pruitt.

  Aoife Saxon: (GR – Philomath) Gift – unknown. Head teacher of Vice College and mother of Aeron Saxon.

  Arnold Carazor: (S – Indifference) Father of Lilith Carazor.

  Astoria Braxion: (P – Narcissist) Mother of Lilith Carazor.

  Babette Ajax: (L – Adultery) Vice College Graduate. Friend of Lilith Carazor. Niece of Reece Ajax, cousin of Morpheus and Vivienne Ajax.

  Bane Krossian: (GR – Acquisition) Gifted with Terrakinesis (earth manipulation), Phytokinesis (plant manipulation) and Crystallokinesis (crystal manipulation). Third year student, commander within the Unshown Resistance, Knight of the Order of Shadow. Lilith's mate, son of Leonie Karov and Kellert Krossian.

  Blaze Inferna: (W – Violence) Seer. Gifted with Pyrokinesis (fire manipulation) and Fragokinesis (explosion manipulation). Head of security at Vice, Knight of the Order of Shadow. Lilith's mate, older brother of Rina Inferna.

  Calandra Pruitt: (GR - Selfishness) Professor of Etiquette at Vice College. Sister of Alicia Pruitt.

  Circe Abrosiax: (P – Conceit) Former Vice student. Daughter of Constantin Abrosiax. Deceased.

  Constantin Abrosiax: (P - Ego) Senior Judge. Father of Circe Abrosiax. Deceased.

  Cornelia (Nelly) Drabos: (L – Desire) Vice College Graduate. Personal assistant to the Lady Carazor, Knight of the Order of Shadow. Twin sister of Lucrecia Drabos.

  Daron Abraxon: (E – Possession) Gifted with Ferrokinesis (metal manipulation) and Electrokinesis (electricity manipulation). Third year student, Knight of the Order of Shadow. Lilith's mate.

  Dorian McKinnax: (U) Servant at Vice College, Knight of the Order of Shadow. Lulu's mate.

  Egon Vrosis: (L – Desire) Elder of the Lust Caste.

  Eliana Rutia: (W – Justice) Head of House Rutia.

  Enzo Orfo: (GL – Indulgence) Gifted with Corporikinesis (body manipulation) and Umbrakinesis (darkness manipulation). Assassin. Lilith's mate, son of Ronan Craven.

  Eoin McCormix: (GL – Masochism) Gifted with Vitakinesis (health manipulation). Healer of the Unshown Resistance.

  Evan Fraxis: (P – Supremist) Gifted with Telekinesis (object manipulation). Professor of Combat at Transgression College. Syndicate member. Deceased.

  Ferris Inferna: (GR – Pecunious) Seer, Knight of the Order of Shadow. Father of Blaze Inferna and Rina Inferna.

  Fenella Rezinax: (W – Dispassionate) Gifted with Vitakinesis (health manipulation). Head Healer at Vice College.

  Gale Fintan: (L – Incubus) Tester.

  Gilly: (U) Servant of Vendra Braxion.

  Hadrian McKinnax: (GL – Luxury) Formerly Professor of Combat at Vice College, Knight of the Order of Shadow. Lulu's mate.

  Hannibal Delaroza: (E – Ambition) Head of House Delaroza.

  Jin Sharax: (S – Slumber) Gifted with Hydrokinesis (water manipulation) and Cryokinesis (ice manipulation). Fourth year student, Knight of the Order of Shadow. Lilith's mate.

  Kain Zenunim: (Pride – Accomplishment) Gifted with Photokinesis (light manipulation) and Asterokinesis (cosmic manipulation). Fourth year student, Knight of the Order of Shadow. Lilith's mate.

  Kellert Krossian: (L – Incubus) Knight of the Order of Shadow. Mate of Leonie Karov, father of Aeron Saxon and Bane Krossian.

  Leonie Karov: (U) Chef, Knight of the Order of Shadow. Mate of Kellert Krossian, mother of Bane Krossian.

  Lilith Carazor: (L – Succubus) Gifted with Odynokinesis (pain manipulation) and Pathokinesis (emotion manipulation). Third year student, Chosen of the Strange God. Mate of Aeron Saxon, Bane Krossian, Blaze Inferna, Daron Saxon, Enzo Orfo, Jin Sharax and Kain Zenunim. Daughter of Astoria Braxion and Arnold Carazor, Granddaughter of Vendra Braxion.

  Lucinda Luxwood: (GR – Selfishness) Gifted with Anthokinesis (flower manipulation). Syndicate member. Deceased.

  Lucrecia (Lulu) Drabos: (L – Promiscuity) Vice College Graduate, Knight of the Order of Shadow. Twin sister of Cornelia Drabos. Mate of Dorian and Hadrian McKinnax.

  Miranda Inferna: (W - Vindictive) Seer. Mother of Ferris Inferna, grandmother of Blaze Inferna and Rina Inferna.

  Morpheus Ajax: First year student. Son of Reece Ajax, brother of Vivienne Ajax, cousin of Babette Ajax.

  Reece Ajax: (GR – Pecunious) Gifted with Aurumkinesis (gold manipulation). Head of House Ajax. Uncle of Babette Ajax. Father of Morpheus and Vivienne Ajax.

  Rina Inferna: (W – Protector) Seer, Tester and Knight of the Order of Shadow. Third year student. Younger sister of Blaze Inferna.

  Ronan Craven: (GL - Masochist) Gifted with Toxikinesis (poison manipulation). Ex-Prime of the Assembly, Head of his Hous
e. Father of Enzo Orfo.

  Ruelle Ixia: (W - Justice) Gifted with Replicakinesis (replication manipulation). Elder of the Wrath Caste, Knight of the Order of Shadow.

  Ryon Haverax: (L – Promiscuity) Vice College Graduate. Friend of Lilith Carazor.

  Seth Maddox: (P – Hubris) Professor at Vice College, Grand Master of the Order of Shadow.

  Torin Valec: (U) Uncle of Babette Ajax.

  Triston Fairbax: (L – Promiscuity) Vice College Graduate. Friend of Lilith Carazor.

  Vendra Braxion: (P - Arrogance) Head of House Braxion. Mother of Astoria Braxion and grandmother of Lilith Carazor.

  Vivienne Ajax: First year student. Daughter of Reece Ajax, half-sister of Morpheus Ajax, cousin of Babette Ajax.

  Chapter 1

  “How could you!” I roared, the moment Enzo's hold over my body finally dropped.

  The opulence of the Paris apartment's treasure room was lost on me. I was more concerned with my mate but the focus of my fury was missing.

  “Enzo!” I yelled, my voice reverberating through the empty room as I stormed past his treasure pile towards his studio. My dress, a beautiful creation of my mother's, swirled like an angry gale around my ankles as I stomped through the apartment, intent on giving my assassin mate a piece of my mind.

  But he wasn't in his studio either and all his beautiful art and intricate bonsai trees sat undisturbed. Nor was he in the music room, where his violin waited silently for him to pick it up.

  “Enzo?” I said into the empty apartment, deflating when I realised he simply wasn't there. My anger dissipated without a target and I was left to flitter aimlessly from room to room, searching for some sign of his whereabouts.

  I had been disposed of in his 'safehouse' and abandoned, left to my own devices. That meant he was either out killing another target or all my mates had gathered for a discussion, without me—or both.

  “Damn you,” I whispered at the empty room.

  I kicked off my killer heels and plodded barefoot into the kitchen, blindly pulling out a bottle of wine at random and kicking a stool far enough away from the bar to sit on. I uncorked the bottle and took a deep swig.

  As I brought the bottle to my lips, the ring, that had been the cause of half of the night's drama, glittered under the light, casting tiny rainbows around the room.

  When Enzo had given it to me, the single stone in the centre had swirled with darkness but now, it was a cloudy white. The piece of power Enzo had imbued it with had left when Constantin Abrosiax had kissed it.

  The shadows had sliced Constantin's lungs to ribbons from the inside out.

  Enzo had framed his own father, the Prime of the British Isles, for it—

  I ripped it from my finger and chucked it behind me with disgust.

  Alone in the apartment, I nursed the wine, making a decent dent but it wasn't long before our mating bond came alive, telling me that Enzo was finally home.

  I whirled, ready to face my Gluttony mate.

  He stood framed in the doorway, all black clothes and gleaming blonde hair. The epitome of deadly male beauty, except for the sadness in his eyes.

  “How could you!” I growled.

  He shrugged. “Are you referring to the mechanics of the deed or your presumption that I overcame some emotional or moral code to perform it?”

  “How could you use me like that?” I hissed, stomping towards him, wine bottle still clutched in one hand.

  “I wanted to give you the chance to claim your own vengeance. After all, Abrosiax sent assassins after you on multiple occasions. His own daughter was responsible for injuring you. Letting you play a part in his demise was simply my gift to you.”

  “Vengeance is not a gift,” I retorted. “What about your own father? How could you let him die like that?”

  Enzo chuckled. “He's not dead, Pretty Darling. No, that would be too easy. It's effortless to die; everyone does it, eventually. But it's far harder to live when everything you have ever worked for has been stripped away from you and your sins have been shoved in your face. I have no intention of letting my father die. Not for a very, very long time.”

  I didn't know what to say to that so instead, I let out a frustrated growl and marched away from him. “And what about the fact that you're nearly eight decades older than me? When were you going to let that one slip?”

  His damned teapot appeared in thin air and he held a cup out to me. “Did you want me to regale you with the tales of my childhood? Perhaps I should begin with 'during the war' or 'before we had television.'”

  Holy shit … He was older than television—

  I flopped against the wall as my knees buckled.

  It struck me, then, that all my anger was pointless. Or, at least, unlikely to yield any results. Enzo would never see death in the same light as me. He knew his actions were wrong by normal standards but he just didn't care. And after doing it for so long—it would be like trying to teach a lion to be a vegetarian.

  I brought the bottle to my lips and upended it.

  Enzo smirked at the sight, pouring himself a cup of tea and vanishing the teapot back into the shadows, out of sight. “That's not particularly ladylike. I like it.”

  “Using a glass is for people who haven't just been made an accessory to murder,” I muttered darkly. “And you're half-human—”

  “Yes, but you'll keep that little fact between us.”

  I frowned. “Why? It doesn't matter…”

  As soon as he'd gone through his showing, he would have lost any human DNA that he'd received from his mother.

  His eyes narrowed. “It might not to you but it does to me.”

  “And murdering people might not matter to you but it does to me,” I countered.

  “You seemed fine with it when it was Fraxis and Lucinda.”

  “That was self-defence!” I insisted but my defence fell flat when he just smirked. “Why are you smiling at me like that?!”

  “You're beautiful when you're angry.” He slipped through the shadow realm and reappeared in front of me, stroking a stray lock of hair from my face with gentle fingers. “Absolutely stunning. Like an avenging goddess.” His finger trailed a line down behind my ear and along my jaw to my throat, sending tingles of pleasure down our mating bond that wore down my anger like waves against stone. “So soft.”

  I blinked away the haze of building pleasure and moved away. “Enzo, now is not the time!” I growled.

  He just stepped with me and trapped me against the wall, resting his head against my neck, his cheek on my shoulder. “Why not?” His breath misted over my skin, sending a shiver down my spine. His fingers ran through my hair and fisted in it, applying light pressure and exposing my throat to him.

  “Because you've just killed someone!” I insisted, pushing him back.

  “And I'll do it again and again and again, until you're safe.” His unrepentant smirk twisted my insides. I felt like I was fighting an uphill battle against him and my own arousal. “Your life is the only one that matters to me, Pretty Darling. I know exactly what it feels like when you lose the person you care about the most. I've lived that grief for eight decades. So, I will do anything, kill anyone, to keep you from harm and that is non-fucking-negotiable.”

  He ate away at the barely-there distance between us with each word of his declaration, until there was no more space. Nothing but his lips sealed to mine, cutting off any retort I might have had.

  It was a battle of wills as our lips meshed together, raw, primal, angry. I nipped at his lips with my teeth, letting him know that even though I'd given in to the desire between us, I hadn't given in to him.

  The wine bottle disappeared from my hand and a split second of cold interrupted the lava in my veins as he took us through the shadow realm to his bedroom.

  He grasped the backs of my thighs, lifted me and tossed me backwards so I bounced on the mattress.

  I rose back to my knees before he could come down and tore his jacket off as I claimed his mouth as my own.<
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  Anger and sheer want consumed me as I consumed him, my hands fisting in his long, silky hair.

  Another tug on the backs of my knees sent me sprawling backwards and Enzo used the opportunity to reach under the layers of my skirt and rip my panties off. Before he could touch me and cajole me into forgetting my anger, I locked my legs around his waist and used my hips to flip us so I was on top.

  Grinding against him through his trousers, I yanked at his shirt, sending buttons popping in all directions as I splayed my palms against his smooth, hairless skin.

  One of his hands clasped my hip, encouraging my grinding, whilst the other moved up to grab my horns, pulling me down to continue our battle of mouths. That hand didn't stay there; instead, it caressed a line of fire from my horns to the delicate bones of my wings. The instant his fingers made contact, I arched against him with a needy mewl of want that I hadn't realised was building. The wing fluttered under his touch and wetness trickled down my thighs to soak his trousers.

  He growled and I smirked against his lips, lightly scratching my fingernails over his nipples. He bucked beneath me, pulling aside the straps of my dress to reveal my breasts. Enzo's mouth tore away from mine and swooped straight for my exposed nipple, laving and sucking and nibbling, sending lightning from each tug of his lips straight to my clit.

  I whimpered and shook beneath him, grabbing at the buckle of his belt with impatient hands. The moment it was off and his trousers undone, I pulled out his cock and pumped it in my grasp. Squeezing the warm, velvet-covered steel of him made me even wetter and I smirked as his tongue stilled against my breast with a hiss.

  One of his large hands tunnelled back under the fabric of my dress. His fingers circled my opening once, twice, gathering my slickness on his fingers before he thrust two of them inside me, hard.

  “Enzo!” I bucked, almost losing my grip on him, as the barrage of primal pleasure sent my body to the edge but didn't let me tip over. He smiled with cruel satisfaction as those clever, brutal fingers twisted inside me, that perfect come-hither motion hitting that secret spot with deadly accuracy.

  His cocky grin made me squeeze him harder in retaliation and I pumped my fist in time with the motion of his fingers inside me. We tortured each other. Each stroke of my hand made his hips buck wildly whilst each pump of his fingers drew an irrepressible moan from me.