This story is still being written.

The story follows an abstinant succubus, Rose, who adopts an eight year old girl, Avalon, from a family that would kick her out atleast once a week. That part aside, the story is or was about Rose looking for her lover for the three kingdoms era of china, Lu Bu.
But is is slowly turning into a diffrent story; what I myself am not sure of, all I know is this question, Should a Succubus watch after an eight year old gal? And are angels supose to curse and threaten everything that moves?

Chapter 1
The night spring air is as cool as a winter night. The moon fights the clouds for supremacy over the sky while two lovers; a tall warrior of monstrous strength and stamina is ridden by demonic woman sent by hell to bring about his fall, express their love for each other in bed. The Demon has a single flower in her waist length light brown hair that was picked from the Han emperor's garden and given to her just before she and he went into bed together.
As they have sex, the demon woman nears release for the third time that night, while her lover nears his first. Before the two release, they stop completely; their eyes closed the demon's left hand on his chest. Neither body moving an inch save for breath.
The two hold this position for what to an on looker is one forth of a hour glass, but to them, twenty winters have passed before the demon lays on her lover with him still inside. The warrior reaches up and strokes her hair with his heavily calloused hands that to her, feel softer then the flower in her hair. He wraps his other arm around her back as she closes her eyes to sleep; unable to fear anything in this man's arms.

The demonic woman wakes up naked in her two room apartment; her bed and snow white ankle length hair, soaked with sweat and what she released from her memory and dream of the one human that cost her everything. She sits up, bringing her left knee to her body and her left hand over her face. After a few moments that seem like minutes, she brings her hand from her face and looks to the moon from her window. In a soft but tired voice she says silently "My lord..." She brings her other knee up and hugs it with her head laying on them.
After what seemed to be an hour of sitting there missing him, the demon finally gets out of bed and starts to strip it while she checks her digital alarm clock for the time. "2:45 AM" it reads. She sighs rolling the soaked blankets around her arms. She heads for the kitchen sink hoping to wash the blankets but the cold puddle on the floor changes her mind on that.
She sighs heavily; dropping the blankets onto the floor letting the blanks soak up what little water they can. While the blankets work, she heads to her bed to sit on it and figure out what is wrong with the alarm once more. When that fails, she turns on the radio to the song "Battlefield" by Blind Guardian.
She presses the scan button and looks at the changing numbers on the screen and listens to the songs that play. She comes across a station playing "Snow Kiss" and leaves it there. She places the radio on her bed after turning up the volume and heads for the shower.
A nice hot shower should take care of this hell of a morning she is having, right? She turns on the water and tries to let it warm up. As she waits sitting on the cold lid to the toilet in light thought again; this time it is about whether or not she should make her hair to her waist again seeing how she is sitting on some of it and her feet is on some of it too.
When the steam from the water is physically and mentally seen, the demon woman stands up on some of her hair; almost pulling it out of her head. She winces in pain and curses her day and once again decides to make her hair shorter. She manages to step into what one would think is a hot shower, but is really a cold shower.
Her body tightens up and her breathing shallows to keep in the warmth. With chattering teeth she curses her day once more. She washes herself quickly but thoroughly, to prevent anyone from smelling her incident this morning.
Once out of the shower without even drying off, the demon heads for her closet. She slips on the puddle from the kitchen and falls onto the floor with a loud thud. As she sits up cursing her day once again, someone knocks on the door and in a young girl's voice yells "Ms. Rose, are you okay again?"
Rose stands up and heads for the door. She knows it is the little girl that lives below her apartment. Was she locked out again? She thought as she unlocked, then opened the door. The girl does not even look older than eight with her waist length light red hair and her boarding school uniform.
The girl's scent alone tells she's six winters old. The Demon woman, Rose, steps out of the way saying "Come on, out of the cold Avalon"
The little girl walks inside and Rose closes the door behind her. Avalon turns around and starts to look Rose over for any bruising, cuts, bones sticking out... standard danger prone stuff. Rose, slightly use to Avalon coming over at two o clock in the morning to see if she is okay spins around slowly for the young girl to see.
The only thing Avalon always sees out of place on Rose's perfect body is a scar where her heart is. Avalon has always wondered about it but never asked because she herself has a few scars she wishes not to speak of.
Rose looks to Avalon and asks "Pass?" Avalon nods in response. Rose locks the door and heads for her closet "Let me get dressed and I'll take you up to that one place for breakfast okay?"
Avalon Sits by the door knowing that Rose runs on clock work as does her apartment. "Okay..." She watches Rose pick out her standard blue suit and tie with no underwear. Rose knows Avalon watches her do so because of the one day Rose lost control of her shape shifting and her wings appeared out of her back one morning.
She honestly does not care too much, she sees Avalon as her own child in a way since Avalon gets kicked out of her house so often Rose has thought about giving her a key and buying a bed for her to use.
Once she has her suit on, she puts her hair into a pony tail and holds it back with one hand. She points over to Avalon and signals her to come over and help her out.
Avalon stands up and starts to move towards Rose mindful of the puddle that always is in the same spot. She moves around the puddle and steps on to Rose's bed making some moist sounds with each step on the bed. Rose hands the young girl a scrunchy, and the girl takes care of the rest.
"Ms. Rose, do you want me to help you set up your hair the usual way you have it?"
"This is fine"
"Okay"
Rose puts a matching fadora on before her and Avalon head towards the door to leave for breakfast, or a midnight snack. Rose looks to Avalon and asks how long she was out there for.
"Umm I wanna say about seven fifteen eight o clock maybe?"
Rose leans forward some and places her left hand on Avalon's head. She's too warm, out in thirty degree weather sleeping in only a short skirt, shoes and a light jacket does not equal a healthy body.
Rose tells Avalon to wait by the door as she goes back to her closet to get the girl a heavier jacket. Avalon nods and starts to unlock the door, but Rose cuts her off saying "Don't, I'll unlock it when we're leaving out the door..."
Rose pulls out a vintage, rolled tongue wildcat University of Kentucky jacket. She grabs a scrunchy and heads back to Avalon, who is looking at the jacket wondering if Rose wears blue and white because she attended that school. That cannot be it, she looks too young, and then again the wings from that one morning. 'Is Ms. Rose human?'
Because of the type of demon she is Rose can read the young girl's mind, but ignores the thoughts the girl is having.
"Arms"
Avalon puts her arms up without even questioning the reason why. Rose slides the jacket on from behind the girl and starts to put her hair into a pony tail. Once done, Rose says "turn around" once again Avalon does so without question. Rose kneels down and zips the jacket up.
Standing up, Rose says "Keep the jacket on till we return" Avalon nods. Rose unlocks the door and let's Avalon out first. She exits and locks the door with her only key. The two head for a local bar that is open till sun rise.