Diablo’s Darling

07 Jun

I introduced Desmond in a previous Trifecta weekend photo prompt, Nothing But Time

The scent of scorched skin tickled Desmond’s nostrils. His stomach growled in appreciation. He took note of the clicking crunches indicating time was temporarily suspended. His eyes remained closed. He was all too familiar with the upcoming chain of events.

Besides having a devious, self-serving sense of humor, Satan enjoys a fine collection of scrumptious looking females he’s seduced into giving up their souls. If one could say Satan had a weakness, it would be voluptuous women who teetered far from having strong thinking abilities.

Desmond knew, without looking, he was in the presence of a new Diablo Darling.

A fresh cloud of scorched skin drifted by. His stomach demanded a taste test. The Diablo Darling twisted slowly towards the rumbling. Desmond cursed his hunger pains, listening to the soft snorts of air. Reptile-like eyes rested on Desmond, seeking evidence of movement. Satisfied there wasn’t cause for concern, she continued walking through the tarried passengers. Desmond took the opportunity to open his eyes.

Eyes flicker red as he drinks in the beauty before him. He wonders how many Lust Demons will feel the wrath of Satan for messing with this immortal morsel. He watches, amused, as she becomes familiar with her non-human body parts. Apparently, her brightness factor is on the opposite spectrum of her devious looks.

Mesmerized with the hoofs extending at the end of long tan legs, she does a jig of sorts, giggling. The dance routine shifts to an awkward rendition of tap dancing. Her tongue slithers from her mouth as she squints her eyes in concentration. Startled, she reaches for her tongue, pulling it, eyes crossed, attempting to get a better look.

Desmond chuckles. The Diablo Darling emits a hiss of surprise and fear. He stands, his face metamorphosing into his true demon-state. She lumbers towards Desmond, a slide show of emotions displaying on her face, settling on curiosity.

The two face each other, staring.

NEW (adjective)
1: having recently come into existence
2 a (1) : having been seen, used, or known for a short time (2) : unfamiliar
b : being other than the former or old
3: having been in a relationship or condition but a short time


Posted by on June 7, 2012 in horror, Trifecta


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8 responses to “Diablo’s Darling

  1. Imelda

    June 7, 2012 at 9:21 PM

    Your humor is tops. Your description of the whole situation, especially of the lady awakening to her, ahem, beauty is so funny. Is she the ‘new blond’? 😉 I’m curious about the next episode. 🙂 Well done, Chelle.

    • Chelle

      June 7, 2012 at 10:06 PM

      Lol. Thanks. I like the idea of her being the ‘new blond’. I struggled with this one for some reason but I am going to add on. I have different dynamics coming to mind but not sure how to piece them together just yet.

  2. Trifecta (@trifectawriting)

    June 8, 2012 at 2:22 AM

    The bit about the tongue is priceless. Thanks for linking up and don’t forget to come back tomorrow for the new prompt.

  3. Annabelle

    June 8, 2012 at 8:09 AM

    The paragraph about her checking herself out is too funny! Definitely made me laugh.

    • Chelle

      June 8, 2012 at 11:36 AM

      🙂 I’m so glad she made you laugh. I think I’m going to have fun with her and her silliness.

  4. jesterqueen (@jesterqueen)

    June 8, 2012 at 11:44 AM

    It feels like these two are regarding each other in the wreckage of a plane crash or something. Have you read Joe Hill’s Horns? If so, you’ll know why this makes me think of the treehouse towards the end.

    • Chelle

      June 8, 2012 at 11:58 AM

      I haven’t read Horns but I’m curious about it. I don’t know if you read the first part of the story but they are in an airport. 🙂


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