GoldenxGoddess

  SebastianxDemon!Reader   His Princess Chapter 6: The Royal Butler                “Without your consent?!” King Lucifer replied, his terrible voice bounced with surprise. The Crow nodded, a bit caught off guard by his father’s reaction.                  “Do you mean to say that this sort of thing has never happened?” King Lucifer grumbled an okay.                  “The only thing to do now is fill the contract, Corvus. Take Felis with you and the Mating Ceremony will take place as soon as you two return. You may leave. I’ll assemble the guards to assure that your journey between Hell and Earth g

  SebastianxDemon!Reader His Princess Chapter One: Choosing Day                Choosing day, the first one in centuries, was occurring today. A day where all of Hell’s unmated, maiden demons were supposed to ripen themselves in case they were chosen by one of Lucifer’s one-thousand-year-old sons. It was a tradition. All of Satan’s sons were to scan Hell on the night of their one thousandth birthday. He would choose a woman whose scent he liked and test her to see if he enjoyed her personality. If she pleased him, she would be placed back in her bed to sleep until he’d retrieve her in the morning. If she displeased

Sebastian crossed the ballroom swiftly, lacquered black shoes clicking on the marble floors. His head turned left, then right, scanning the expanse of the room. To say he was harried would be an understatement.    He looked over his shoulder, spotting Master Ciel talking business with a fabric merchant. He was safe, for now.  That was what mattered. It was his job as butler to keep his young Lord safe and his reputation spotless. So God damn it, where was she? He knew she was here. He could smell her.    The scent was sickeningly sweet, and if he were to take a moment to dissect it, the demon would find the exact name to be Belladonna, the

"Welcome honored guests. The (l/n) family is very pleased that you could make it here tonight." The two butlers who kept their positions at the main entryway repeated themselves over and over again to each arriving noble. You easily recognized most of them to be business associates of your father, and it seems that many had brought their sons in hopes of linking the two families and shall we say... Earning a bit more inheritance. One thing was for certain: the female heir to (l/n) lineage was not pleased with their presence. But naturally you acted as was fitting of your position, smiling and curtseying to your father's guests  only to look