Toxic by K.B. Torres (portable ebook reader .TXT) 📕

Juliet had made me go with her to get a shirt from that collection. She had even eyed the shirt that Anastasia was wearing now. Anastasia was panting as if she had been running a mile non-stop, but then I realized, she was gripping her right wrist, which was dripping with blood a golden color. Not red, like the day Luke bit her. A bite mark was the reason for the blood. I had bit her. She might never forgive me.
Her eyes were shining with tears when she said, "W-why did you bite me?"

Anastasia

Felix shook off Rhiannon and rushed to me. My head throbbed, as if it were a drum being beat. It never did that when I had been bitten by Luke, but then again, my blood wasn't gold when Luke bit me.
"You okay? Let me see." Felix asked.
I winced when he touched me. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up when he got closer.
Felix went rigid and looked at Emmanuel.
"Asshole! I can smell the venom in her. I'll kill you if she becomes..." Felix trailed off, before turning to Rhiannon. "Get Keva and Naomi."
Rhiannon rushed away. Felix turned into a black wolf and tackled Emmanuel. Emmanuel and Felix attacked each other, clawing and hissing, biting and growling, tackling, even pinning each other, until Juliet slammed both of them against a wall.
"Idiots! The people you called for won't make it in time." she growled, mostly at Felix.
"Look at her, her eyes are glossed over and her skin is already turning pale. This is bad." Emmanuel said, looking at me, his eyes apologizing a thousand times.
Just then, the lights flickered off, before a spark created a fire in the doorway. Outstepped a man. He looked no older than me, maybe 19. He had salt and pepper hair that was spiked at the front. His eyes were the same color as mine, yellow that would fade to red and then back. He was tall, possibly taller than me, and he was in a whole gothic look. He looked at me with adoration, then at Emmanuel, Felix, and Juliet, narrowing his eyes. It was then that I noticed the golden feather wings coming from his back. My heart constricted. I knew this man. He was my father. My real

father.
"Holy hell." Juliet murmured.
"Actually, Hell isn't all that holy, you stupid vampire," The man said.
"Who are you?" Felix asked, pale.
"Is it that hard to recognize me?" The man asked, turning to me. "Ya know, huh Stazzy?"
"Stazzy? Who is this Anastasia? A friend?" Juliet asked.
"Lucifer," I murmured. "Huh, father, that’s who you are, right?" I asked.
"Lucifer?!

" Emmanuel said.
"Now you know. Downworlders these days." Lucifer said, rolling his eyes.
"What do you want?" Juliet asked, her voice shaking with fear.
"I had to make sure my daughter doesn't become a vampire." Lucifer said. I noticed, his wings were missing. They must be able to hide inside the skin of his back.
"But..." I said, before a dizzy spell went over me.
"Shit, where did I put that package from your mother..." Lucifer muttered, searching his pockets.
"You, downworlders, leave." Lucifer hissed at Emmanuel, Juliet, and Felix.
They all tensed. Lucifer laughed, as if they had told a joke.
"You three are ver-ry dirty. I heard that." Lucifer said, still laughing. "I'm her father. I wouldn't even think about...Just get out."
Emmanuel and Felix exchanged looks with each other, and walked out. Soon after, Lucifer sat on Felix's bed, patting the spot next to him. I sighed and sat next to him. He smelled familiar. Really, this may sound disgusting, but he smelled of fire, sex, coal, gunpowder, and rotting flesh. Oh, and cologne. I relaxed at the smell.
"I had them leave because I knew what your mother had packed you would embarrass you." He said, handing me a grocery store paper-bag.
I opened it. It had some food in it, but as I rummaged through, I saw two things I wasn't expecting: birth control, and a pregnancy tester. I scowled. Lucifer laughed.
"Your mom is concerned. Though, I wouldn't mind grandchildren. As long as I approve of the father." Lucifer explained.
"FATHER!" I gasped.
Parents always know how to embarrass you, even if you appear and act the same age.
"Embarrassing you? I figured I'd pop in and explain what the food is for. And," Lucifer said, reaching in his pocket. "I got these for you."
He pulled out a Ziploc bag filled with jewelry.
"Father, Thank you. But I have one question." I exclaimed
"Yeees?" Lucifer said, pulling out the jewelry.
"Why do you look too young to be my father?" I asked.
Lucifer frowned, but continued to put the bracelets, necklaces, and rings on me.
"I fell to hell at 19. I stopped aging. I’m somewhere near 1,000,000 years old. Your mother is the same, though she cheated on her lover chosen by God to have you. God sent her to hell, where we raised you. After Adam...I mean her lover fell from God's reach, God reclaimed her." Lucifer said at last.
"Sorry if it sounded as if I was calling you old." I said.
I know I didn't mean to call him old, but sometimes I say rude things without meaning to.
"It’s fine Stazzy. I guess I should explain the jewelry. They are magic, I won't say if its black magic, but its magic. Most of these will unlock all of your powers, give you access to memories, but the necklace with the garnet pendant, if you hold it and concentrate, you can summon or go to me. The onyx will pulse a red if any downworlder you don't know about is near. And this," Lucifer said, placing a tiara on my head. It was gold.

"What is this?" I laughed, trying to take out the tiara, but Lucifer swatted my hand away.
"Don't take it off, unless you have to. This is yours. You ARE the princess of Hell. Well, and of Heaven." Lucifer said.
Just then, the door opened and Emmanuel, Felix, Juliet, and Luke came in. All of them looked as if they had attempted to eat each other: bite marks and scratches all over their skin. Luke saw Lucifer and lowered his eyes.
"Who is that Staz? A lover you found off the streets?" Luke joked, rather harshly.
"I guess I should go. Bye princess." Lucifer said, kissing my forehead.
"Bye daddy." I said.
With that, Lucifer disolved into mist. Luke was gawking.
"So, he can call you Princess, but I can't?" Luke said.
"Do you even know who that was? That was my father. My real father. Lucifer. And I AM a princess." I said, rolling my eyes.
"Kay, Princess, I could care less. Are you coming home or not? Jules and Emmanuel were freaking out, attacking Felix, and I think they attempted to eat each other. I think they have no more sanity. I think we should send them to the psycho ward for a little while." Luke said.
"Oh, she's not leaving." A voice said. It was Damien. He stood in the doorway, dress
"Not until I have my fun with her." He said, smirking.
I growled.
Damien stepped back, but still said, "C'mon babe, you know you want to."
I flipped him off.
"I'm leaving, I'm hungry. Don't follow me. Unless I call for you." I said, walking out.
I made it to the back door, but I whipped around to see Damien following me. He pinned me to a wall and kissed me. Words danced in front of my eyes when I thought for something to help me. Instinctively, I reached up and touched a necklace, and my hands caught on fire. I pressed them against Damien's chest, and he yelped, flying off of me. I looked down and my hands were normal again. I pushed the door open and went to an Italian restaurant.
I really need a tylenol. I need an EXTRA STRENGTH tylenol and a normal life. And THAT will happen. Note the sarchasm.

Anastasia

As I was getting my ravioli, a female voice said, "Can we join you miss?"
I looked up to see Gabbe and Lydon, grinning. I felt my onyx necklace warm up, turning a ruby red. Downworlders. But, it can't be Gabbe or Lydon, can it?
"Sure." I said.
They pulled up chairs and sat down on both sides of me, staring at me as I ate.
"So, girl, spill. What happened since you and the Stones were gone?" Lydon asked, raising an eyebrow and breaking the long, awkward silence.
"Nothing, I was sick." I said shrugging and going to my ravioli.
"Really? What about what happened between you and Emmanuel?" Gabbe asked.
I'd missed her nasaly voice. It's amazing how I could just forget about people so easily. But, it is very hard balancing between friends, downworlders, and people who kidnap and molest you. Just saying.
"Nothing. Can I ask you something?" I asked firmly, sending out a drop-the-subject look.
"What?" They said in unison, getting my obvious clue.
"Do you believe in creatures like Vampires, Werewolves, and Warlocks?" I asked.
They tensed after the question. They're keeping secrets. Hahaha, got them cornered. Now they'll either lie horribly, or tell the truth. Looks like they chose lie horribly.
"W-what do you mean?" Lydon asked, stuttering.
"Oh, stop it Ly, she probably already knows. I mean, she had all that