Page 11 of Hot Girls Date Demons

My tail lashes violently behind me.

And the pressure building between my shoulders becomes unbearable as my wings burst free.

Three centuries hiding among humans, and tonight of all nights, I lose control.

The curse is happening.

I'd always known this day would come.

Demons like me aren't meant to be alone forever.

Eventually, the magic turns inward.

The loneliness rots us from the inside.

Without our fated mates, we lose ourselves.

Become monsters.

I'd spent decades searching.

Seven continents.

Countless countries, cities.

Tens of thousands of humans.

Nothing.

No mate.

No salvation.

No hope.

Why would the Fates favor a creature like me, anyway?

I am a monster.

A Demon.

A thing mothers warn their children about.

A nightmare wrapped in flesh.

So every night, I ride the train.

Not because I need transportation.

Demons can travel far more efficiently than humans.

No.

I ride because it eases the loneliness.

Because sitting among people pretending to live ordinary lives somehow makes the emptiness inside me quieter.

Until tonight.