Cherry Popsicle Demon Book – Alyssa Nix

Luckily, I had my water bottle with me. I hadn’t thought to drink from it to cool myself down from the weird heat in the room, but now I twisted the top off as hard as I could and dumped it all out onto the pages to try and stop the flames.

It didn’t work. I swamped the book, which was already wet from me dripping all over it, but the flames got higher and brighter and smokier. The blast of dirty water from the ceiling shocked me more than the flaming book. The fire suppression system that probably had never been turned on since it was installed creaked and groaned and then shrieked to life, the valves that kept the water at bay twisting open and releasing a torrent of water that had sat in pipes for decades down into the little room with me.

That did it, putting out the flames immediately. It also made the room smell all weird, and covered me in dirty mold water, and covered the book in it! “Oh no. Oh no, oh no, ohhhhhhh no no no.” Not thinking about myself, I rushed back to the book and grabbed at it as if that would do anything.

My hands squished into the pages, which were now more like paste or oatmeal. They disintegrated in my fingers, turning to mulch, and the more I tried to grab them and pull them toward myself, the more I destroyed them. There was no thinking in that moment, just panic. Something made me want to pull the book close to myself, as if that might dry it, but all I ended up accomplishing was making it worse.

I was making it worse! I had to stop. I had to- I had to… With the fire gone, the sprinkler (more like fire hose) stopped and I was left alone and wet with the soaked book and my soaked clothes and a smell like an ancient book had been filled with filthy water, which it had, and someone was crying.

Oh, I was crying. Exhausted, from the orgasm and the panic of the fire and the more-panic of the book being destroyed in front of my eyes, I fell face-first into the mushy pile of goo that was pretty much all that was left of the most exciting library-find in my entire life. Someone was sobbing. Oh, that was me, pouring tears and snot out onto the ruined remains of the book.

Someone was chanting. Oh, that was me too. Upon finishing the words an eighth time, I left Sub-4D. Only… it wasn’t me. Or something. This memory is still hazy, still weird. My body left Sub-4D, and my mind was there with it, but it wasn’t totally me driving me around.

Alyssa Nix, © 2025 This is a work of fiction. All people depicted are fictional and any resemblance to real people alive or dead is purely coincidental. Products or brand names are used for the purpose of adding a bit of realism to the fictional narrative and do not represent any real opinions, endorsements, or sponsorships by or about those products or brand names. This lesbian love triangle, menage, “why choose?”, paranormal romance novel contains some spicy scenes.

The relationships depicted are not intended as examples of what is or would be healthy or stable in real life. 1kitap1.com/en Contents 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 Epilogue Author’s Note Epilogue 2 1kitap1.com/en 1 “Euggh…

why am I sticky?” My eyes feel like they’re full of sand. My head is spinning. My mouth tastes like… ick… tastes like… I’m not sure. Bad. It tastes bad. The worst part, though- the worst part is how sticky I am. My fingers are sticky. My mouth is-? Yeah, my mouth is sticky. My hair is tangled, and my sheets are all bunched up between my legs and I’m sweaty but I’m cold and my nose feels hot.

Why does my nose feel hot? Why am I sticky? Dee-doo. Phone. Someone’s phone. Dee-doo. Oh. My phone. My phone! I flail around and find the endtable where my alarm, lamp, and phone usually are. The alarm is flipped over on its face. The lamp-? Ummm. Where’s my lamp? Where’s my damn lamp! Oh. It’s on the floor. Broken? Not broken, thank God.

Phone, phone, phone. No phone. Dee-doo. Who is sending me all of these messages? And why is it not on silent? I always leave my phone on silent. What psycho doesn’t leave their phone on silent? It’s not on the endtable. Is it on the floor? Dee-doo. It’s not on the floor. I rub my eyes, which sucks because my fingers are sticky, and now my eyelids are sticky and the phone is going to have to wait.

Dee-doo. “Yeah, yeah. I know. I get it. I know.” Dee-doo. “Give me a break!

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.

Book Information

• Unique ID: fa3ec5baa8c9cb5c
• File Extension: .pdf
• File Size: 2,810,777 bytes (2.681 MB)
• Title: –
• Author: Unknown
• Pages: 337
• Language: English (en)

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• Estimated Reading Time: 583.49 minutes
• Total Words: 116,698
• Total Characters: 615,842
• Average Words per Page: 346.28
• Average Characters per Page: 1827.42

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