The Story of Alexandra A Demonic Sex Slave Chapter 1
I tried desperately to shiver out the cold, but it wouldn’t work. My navy blue ears lay flat against my ashen hair, almost the same colour as the snow that was thrust ferociously down upon me. As I had said before, no one had passed that day. As soon as the first few flakes fell, shutters were slammed closed, doors were locked and smoke billowed from endless rows of blackened chimneys. So, we were all awfully startled when the Demon King himself came striding around the corner, his son in...