Claimed by the Demon Lord by Amador Iris

Author:Amador, Iris
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-12-26T00:00:00+00:00

I stay up until three in the morning, manage to make a list of a handful of potential curses. But the ingredients for each are tricky (leprechaun clovers, hair from a centaur’s mane, a virgin sacrifice) and the results doubtful, at best.

Nothing is good enough, and I fall asleep to a chorus of nightmares of bucking horsemen and stabbing children with a stake. The sunlight laughs down at me when I open my eyes, teasing yet inescapable. It’s not the sun that wakes me, however: my body is being shaken.

“Sylvia, you’ll be late,” comes Mama’s voice. I groan in response, putting all my complaints into it, and I turn towards the wall and cover my face with the blankets.

She shakes me one last time, then, when that does nothing, hits my back lightly with a cloth.

“Come on, you’ve had enough bad luck recently, at least try to finish school without any more trouble.”

I push the blankets off, pulling myself up into a sitting position and looking at my mum through bleary eyes.

She must be so worried about me, even if she hides it well… Guilt is a powerful motivator, even when it comes to getting out of bed.

I skip breakfast and arrive at school with just enough time to reach class before the bell. I promise myself not to court disaster, I’ll be the best goody-two-shoes the school has seen. I’ll be so good that the teachers will begin to think I’m an angel sent from Heaven; they’ll call in the Archangels and I’ll be swept off my feet and taken away to the skies, safe from Adrian’s mission to ruin my life.

The promise flies out the window the second Chloe calls my name.

She shoulders me as I walk past her in the parking lot. Amanda’s mum is talking to another mum not far away, after dropping her daughter and daughter’s friend off at school. The shiny red car sits there with a door still open.

“We heard you’re going to be Adrian’s slave,” Chloe begins, baiting.

I stop abruptly. I’ve always tried to ignore them when they got like this; it’s better to move on and pretend I didn’t care. But the left hand fiasco is a sore topic, and I’ve had enough.

Amanda lets out a mock gasp.

“No way! He didn’t choose you for the brains or character, obviously. You put out for him, didn’t you? Here we were, thinking you were so pure…”

If I’ve learnt one thing from Adrian, it’s that nobody gives a flying fuck about what happens to me.

Nobody will stand up for me. Nobody will save me.

But my banshee classes have taught me something else: nobody should cross a banshee.

I turn around and smile sarcastically at them. Chloe raises a brow and Amanda begins to grin. They’ve never seen me react so openly to their taunts.

I take the key out of my pocket, take a step closer to Amanda’s mum’s red car.

Trailing the key along the car makes a horrid scratching sound that makes me cringe internally, but the line across both doors is crisp and white and so very gratifying.

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