She Belongs To The Devil

Reginald pushed that witch to make her lie on her back and then stormed off after growling, "Pull yourself together within five minutes. If I don't see you working on the spell by the time I am back then you know what I am going to do."

When Gina was sure that Reginald was pretty far away from her home, she finally let her emotions flow out of her eyes.

She wailed in agony and pain and hatred towards the King. "What did I ever do to receive this fate? I should have run off to some distant Kingdom when this monster killed George."

Gina recalled how George used to be so kind to her even when he was also a vampire. And then she recalled the corpse of George that had a huge hole in the chest. She was never that close with George but she had never cried as much in her life before as she did after finding his body in that gruesome condition.

She cursed herself for separating from her coven and insisting on staying there in Mihir even when she knew that the Kingdom was full of those monsters.

"I couldn't leave the humans of this Kingdom in the mercy of those vampires." She covered her face with both of her palms and kept on cursing herself, "But instead of limiting my contact only to the humans, I never realized when I got closer to these vampires instead."

"Now it's already too late!" Gina gripped her hair and pulled it while crying, "Serves me right for my careless action! For abandoning my loving sisters... for getting enchanted by these damned cold-blooded killers."

She wanted to keep on crying for the whole night but she suddenly stopped.

Gina suddenly remembered that time wasn't stopping for her. Reginald would be back soon and she needed to be back to her work by then. She frantically wiped her tears and tried to jump up.

However, she felt as though the ground was moving. So she slowly rolled to her side and gently sat up.

Her eardrums had burst from the earlier encounter with her ancestor's voices. She had to heal herself first, which was easier said than done. And it was times like these that she missed her coven even more.

No matter the challenge, Gina managed to heal herself within a minute. She then went to her kitchen and cleaned the caked blood around her ears. She splashed her face with cold water.

And also rubbed her neck with the clean water to remove that filthy stench of that vampire. It didn't smell in reality, it was only in her mind. But she kept on rubbing until she turned her neck red.

Finally, she walked back to her room which she used to cast spells earlier and quickly redrew the magic circle with the ashes from the thousand years old oak tree.

Her breath began to quiver again when she looked at the magic circle. "I hope it works this time… And I hope that the ancestors will stop cursing me… I know I will go down the dark path if this spell becomes successful. But if I don't succeed then I will go down before I even live my life to the fullest."

She was still holding the urn in her hand and was looking at the magic circle when she heard the swooshing sound. She inhaled sharply and turned around to see that Reginald was already back again.

Reginald had originally asked her to provide the result within a month when he had first assigned the task to her.

But for some reason, he kept on pressuring her to successfully cast the spell at the earliest possible day. And today, it looked like he wasn't going to leave her alone until she was successful.

"Y-Your Majesty, I am about to s-s-start. It took some time because I had to heal my-s-self first." She stuttered while touching her chest with her chin, fearing to even gaze at the King's dreadful eyes.

"Then what are you waiting for? Start already!" Reginald's growl echoed far and wide, not just inside her house.

Gina was startled by that sharp voice of the King. And she almost dropped the urn containing that precious ashes. It would have been another headache for her if her last stash of the ashes were to get fouled.

She quickly placed that urn in a safe place and then sat back to perform the spell once more.

Before starting her summoning spell, she furrowed her brows while looking at the magic circle. She had not yet tried to combine the blood spell with the summoning spell until now.

"Maybe I should give it a try. If I am able to create a bond then there is a higher chance of the evoked one appearing here…" Gina thought to herself and didn't waste any time in carrying out her plan.

She bit her thumb to create a wound and splattered her blood on the circle.

She had forgotten for a second that she was with a vampire.

And Reginald immediately shouted, "What do you think you are doing? Are you that eager to…" he pinched his nose and gagged as though he was having difficulty in controlling his hunger.

When Gina's gaze fell on the struggling King, she felt a pang in her heart. And she immediately apologized, "I'm so sorry, Your Majesty! I was trying to make the spell work."

Reginald forced himself to turn away from Gina and walked a little further away from her. No matter how much he was threatening Gina saying he would end her life, he knew that Gina was the only one that he could rely on right now. And he didn't want to accidentally kill his greatest piece of the battle.

So he dragged himself out after grumbling, "I will be right back. Carry on without me."

Gina closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. She gulped the lump in her throat. She had thought that it would be her end when she saw Reginald's elongated fangs from between his fingers. She was glad that he decided to run away rather than pounce on her.

After taking in a few deep breaths, Gina was now finally comfortable enough. Reginald's absence was helping her to have peace of mind. And without any delay, she began to chant the summoning spell to call a specific being from Hell.

Soon, her surrounding was covered in dark mist that was swirling around her and that magic circle. The more she chanted the spell, the more pain her body was in. She could feel the dark energy coursing through her veins and she could hear the screaming of her ancestors again.

However, this time, she pushed those voices behind her head. She kept on enduring the excruciating pain that her body was going through and kept on chanting the spell.

The mist was getting thicker and thicker. The air was getting hotter by the second as though she herself was teleported to Hell.

Reginald was now back inside the room. He was just in time to witness the lightning that was hitting the dark mist. And when the lightning and thunder stopped, he could see the silhouette of someone standing in the middle of the magic circle.

"Please be her… please be her…" Reginald was chanting in his mind while waiting for the mist to clear.

He heard an irritated voice of that woman, "Ugh! It had been a while since I was forced to come to Earth. I swear if you are that same bitch who summoned me years ago then I will…"

The voice suddenly stopped when the mist completely cleared from the room.

"Well, well, well…" Her voice turned sweeter this time.

Reginald was gaping at that woman in front of him with wide eyes. He wasn't expecting a being from Hell to look that beautiful and seductive. He was almost drooling at that sight.

That woman let out a soft and captivating chuckle upon seeing his eyes lost in her beauty. She easily stepped out of the magic circle without any restraint. She then closed the gap between her and Reginald with her long and smooth legs.

She seductively ran her hot finger on Reginald's cold jawline and whispered in an alluring voice, "Wasn't expecting to see such a handsome man here on Earth."

She didn't even hesitate to lick and kiss Reginald's lips. "Mmmm... You taste so good!" she moaned in satisfaction.

She then winked at that spellbound Vampire King and she asked, "What's your name, sweet boy?"