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Reece Tyler

DID you ever just have that feeling that life wasn’t going the way you expected?

That was my first thought as my finance teacher, Professor McAllister, put a graded test down on my desk that was covered with red ink.

“Not your finest work, Jake,” he said, shaking his head as he moved on.

I had a heavy feeling in the pit of my stomach as I picked it up only to stare at the large circled D at the top.

Somehow, I knew it was going to be bad. That’s what happens when the night before a big test is spent in the hospital with your sick mother so she doesn’t have to be alone. Not that I blamed her for this, but I should have guessed this would have been the outcome.

I needed a good grade so that I could pass this class, but that was starting to feel like a pipe dream. It was a feeling that I knew all too well. There wasn’t much in my life that felt like it was going right.

It was my junior year in college, and somehow I felt more confused about my future than I did when I was a freshman. I was attempting to switch majors, having decided against economics for a more practical finance degree. That meant adding another year to my schooling, which was stretching my budget about as tight as it could go.

Everything changed with my mom’s cancer diagnosis though, which turned her from a relatively fit late-forties woman into an old lady practically overnight. At least the cancer was in remission, but it had been a tough road just to get to this point.

I’d always thought that I was meant for something greater than this. Call it hubris if you want, but from a young age, I just had this idea that my life would turn out to be some kind of grand adventure, that fate or destiny had a plan for me.

Jeffry A Ricci

Destined for Darkness

Destined for Darkness - A Demon Lord’s Rise to Power

“JAKE? Jake! Are you listening to me?”

I was pulled out of my midday fantasy when I felt Cleo touch my arm as she called my name. I blinked a few times, finding the faces of four women looking back at me. Each face contained a hint of amusement, and I realized I must have been out for some time.

“There he is,” joked Stella, letting out a small giggle. “Where did you go, Jake? Having a great daydream?”

To be honest, I was. I didn’t mean to nod off while Cleo was talking, but part of me was still stuck on the things that had happened just two weeks ago. The passage of time had done little to dull my memory of standing over Archlord Davon Lockhart while I muted his demonic core—a feat that had only been accomplished by one other demon lord in history.

It was a turning point in my life. I went from a relatively obscure freshman to national celebrity overnight. I saw renditions of my battle with Davon in our campus newspaper and even got a thank-you note from the Demonic Overlord.

I knew my life was never going to be the same. Part of that was also due to the women that were sitting in front of me.

There were two women at the table that I was intimately familiar with, and shockingly enough, they both knew about each other and approved. One of them, a gorgeous blonde by the name of Stella Murdoch, was the one that introduced me to demonic life. She became my girlfriend during my first semester at the academy, and we hadn’t looked back since.

Destined for Darkness - A Demon Lord’s Rise to Power Part 2

I COULD HARDLY BELIEVE what I’d just heard.

It didn’t even feel right—like I couldn’t possibly be awake, and this was some strange dream where the walls were going to explode and I was going to wake up in my bed at any second.

And yet, no matter how long I waited, nothing changed.

I was still looking at the Demonic Overlord himself in front of me, an older man who wanted to meet me for what I did to save the Fourth Circle while defeating a rival for his throne.

And he’d just admitted that he was my father?

“I’m sure this comes as a surprise to you, Jake,” he said, turning away from me. He moved in the direction of Sabrina, who was the strawberry blonde that was working as his . . . assistant? I didn’t know how else to describe her right now, but she certainly acted like one from what I’d seen thus far. Interestingly enough, her eyes were locked on me, keeping that cool smirk that seemed to be firmly planted on her face.

“Forgive me, Your Excellency,” interrupted Professor Reeves, who was standing just behind me alongside Obadiah. One look at their faces showed the same shocked reaction that was probably visible on mine. “You are quite sure about this? He’s your son?”

The DO nodded. “Quite sure. I’ve been tracking him for years, wondering what his potential might be. His mother wasn’t gifted with a demonic core, so I questioned whether or not he would inherit it from me. There have been others that didn’t get the gift despite similar circumstances around their births.”

He might as well have followed his revelation with another punch to the gut. Similar circumstances? Did that mean I had half-siblings around the world?

And just how many of them were we talking about here?

Destined for Darkness - A Demon Lord’s Rise to Power 3

IT WAS SUCH a surreal feeling to be back in the Ninth Circle again, especially with so little notice. It hadn’t been part of my plan that day, but when Sabrina appeared at my door and dropped those fateful words, I knew there wasn’t any other option.

“He doesn’t have much time left, Jake,” said Sabrina, my father’s gorgeous strawberry blonde assistant. “You should see him. Just in case.”

I didn’t need her to tell me what the “just in case” part meant. Anyone could read between those lines, and it was for that reason that I ran back into the room and told Amara what was going on. A look of regret appeared on her face for only a brief moment before it was replaced with one of concern.

I wasn’t going to hold that against her. The timing of all of this was just downright unfortunate. Minutes earlier, we’d just completed our bond, linking Amara to me like the other girls. Now that I could feel the link to her inside my body, there was only one thing left to do.

Visions of Amara under me—sweaty, naked, and with her large breasts heaving as I pumped my hips against hers—filled my mind.

Too bad it would have to wait for now.

Sabrina had no idea what she was interrupting, but I doubted that would have stopped her anyway. Even if I was mid-thrust, she would have insisted that we leave right away. She was just that devoted to my father.

Destined for Darkness - The book series

Destined for Darkness - The book series

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