Literature
Demonica Quickie: A Matter Of Style
(Drawings and some paragraphs created by MrInternetMan)
When agent Ruby Walker opened the door to her modest apartment, Demonica already awaited her. The pale demoness with shoulder-long purple hair laid prone on the bed, with a stack of Ruby‘s pornographic magazines spread all over it, most opened and crinkled. Her spread wings hung sluggishly over the edges of the bed, but rose when realizing that her girlfriend had come home. Ruby hung her navy blue FBI jacket over a lone nail in the wall, without averting her gaze at the demon‘s smooth white skin, which gleamed in the orange light of the dusk outside.
“Oh, eh...“