Epilogue

P ortia

Ten years later

Bragg and Rewd have become quite the spectacle at Halloween.

Our little witch enclave was always a hit for the local trick-or-treaters. But now, word has gotten around about my demons' hyper-realistic "costumes." Every year on October 31, children from all over the county make a special trip to get candy at Colony Hill.

Which is pretty funny when you think about how many normies love to spread urban legends about razor blades in apples and other nefarious activities on Halloween. Imagine if they knew our guys were real demons.

This year, I've given up the Princess Lily costume and I'm going with an angel theme, complete with wings and a homemade halo. I love handing out candy with my mom and dad, plus all the witches from the fabric store, where I now work full time as a custom dressmaker. I designed the dresses for my sister Georgia and Dawn's wedding, and also for our parents' vow renewal a few years back.

Things have been pretty quiet lately in our little community, though we've all put in our time fighting off the wrath of hell that came for us when I decided to keep Bragg and Rewd in our dimension. Such a fuss over two demons who found true love. After ten years of adventures, the three of us are happily settled into domesticity, having built ourselves a little cottage on Colony Hill, where we've been very content for the last ten years.

A gaggle of kids approach Bragg, Rewd and I, looking intimidated at my demon partners. One brave little Spiderman holds out his bag of candy and gives a timid, "trick or treat."

Rewd, dressed in fur trousers made by me, drops a king-sized Reese's into the kid's bag of candy. The kid giggles and scurries away, and now all of his friends have worked up the nerve to approach in the same manner.

Bragg, still the chattier one, charms the little ones. "What a beautiful fairy we have here! Look at Mr. Deadpool! Are you even old enough to watch that movie?"

Kids laugh at his jokes while Rewd goes through the motions.

When the group moves on to the next house, I turn to my succubus demon. "It's just Deadpool. Not Mr. Deadpool."

Bragg shrugs and turns the candy bucket over. "Babe, can you magic me some more Reese's?"

I shake my head. "I'll just run down to the store to get more. It's a cheaper price than doing magic."

Bragg smirks, and I roll up on the balls of my feet, pressing a soft kiss to his chin.

Rewd sighs heavily. "I do not understand the point of this holiday. People can get candy whenever they want."

Bragg and I turn to him. "Because it's fun," I say. "And there are parties and costumes."

He grunts. "I still do not like parties."

I giggle. "You, my friend, just do not like people."

He snatches me from Bragg's embrace and I let out a yelp of surprise. Rewd kisses me deeply, and I feel it down to my toes.

"But I like you," he says.

"No, you love me," I say.

"I love us ," Rewd clarifies. "And I'll go to the parties and hand out candy as long as it makes you happy."

"Yeah," Bragg says. "I think our war demon friend here is grumpy and needs to do some tricks instead of treats."

Rewd nods. "Make a list of your enemies, and I will put their heads on pikes. That would be a truly remarkable Halloween."

He says things like that so often, it doesn't even faze me anymore. "Unfortunately, you two fell in love with a very nice white witch who gets along with everyone. The worst thing I can recommend is egging Dane's house. Again. Would that satisfy my war demon?"

I trace a finger lazily over his bare, broad chest, and up over his throat.

Rewd ducks his head down and captures my finger between his teeth. I suck in a breath.

"There is only one thing that satisfies," he murmurs.

With that, he lifts me over his shoulder and begins the short march back to our cottage in the woods, Bragg leading the way.

I guess we're calling it an early night this Halloween. And how could I argue with that?

THE END

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