The Road to Magic (Book 1 of the Way of the Demon Series)

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Authors: Alexey Glushanovsky
that’s a really useful ability. Could you sing like that?’
    And Oleg sang. It took him about half an hour to learn how to invoke the necessary organs of the demon body, swopping them for his own, and then twice as long to learn how to use this “bodily assortment”, but once he had mastered the right tools, he gave a concert for his lone spectator, singing his favourite rock ballads.
    Heliona listened, holding her breath. In that instant she no longer looked like a powerful flaming spirit, a salamander able to reduce cities to ashes and travel over continents like a fiery tornado, nor like a wise pagan goddess who’d lived over three thousand years, all-seeing and all-knowing. No, she was like a little ginger-haired girl, a first-year student at her first ever rock concert.
    Heliona shuddered and suddenly came closer to Oleg with a flowing movement. Her graceful figure gave off a strong heat. Pressing her lips to his cheek for a second, she leapt away with a jerk and began to dance. Tongues of flame shot out around her and although Oleg was now quite far away from the girl, he could feel a tremendously strong heat like that from a well-stoked, red-hot stove. Unable to withstand the rising temperature, he took on his demon form which was more heat resistant.
    The temperature was rising and Oleg was getting afraid. The guitar was already beginning to carbonize. And just then, what Oleg was afraid of happened. Having taken on his demon form to save himself from the heat, he continued playing the guitar but accidentally snapped one of the strings with his claw. It snapped with a loud twang. Heliona stopped and looked at Oleg. Her eyes were still full of dreamy longing
    ‘It’s wonderful! What did you stop for?’
    Then her eyes fell on the half-charred guitar in Oleg’s hands, on Oleg himself, fully demonized, but even so clearly feeling extremely uncomfortable, and on his skull, quite bald of hair-snakes (so that his handy little beasties didn’t get burnt alive, he’d sent them further away). She gave a quiet ‘Oh’ and the fire abated at once.
    ‘A string snapped,’ Oleg answered as though nothing had happened, returning the snakes to their place and then taking on his human form. ‘Claws really do get in the way when you’re playing!’
    ‘Thank you.’ The girl hung her head guiltily and suddenly snuggled up to him. Oleg found her lips. Coolish at first, they soon warmed up and got hotter. The slim girly figure relaxed in his hands for a second. Oleg managed to feel a wave of heat running through her, and then Heliona carefully extricated herself from his embrace. Oleg couldn’t suppress a sigh of disappointment. To his amazement, Heliona blushed, embarrassed.
    ‘Remember I told you that most of your desires can’t be fulfilled yet?’
    ‘Yes. Sadly. And now I’ve just been convinced of that. I really have to bump up my heat resistant capacities as quickly as possible,’ Oleg gave a sly smile. ‘But once I do – watch out! I’ll seduce you and lead you astray!’
    Still embarrassed at the beginning of this speech, by the end Heliona couldn’t hold back her laughter.
    ‘OK, it’s a deal. You can take it that you’ve already seduced me and led me astray. Now you just have to bump up your heat resistant capacities. But actually I wasn’t talking about that, but about your desires. I would satisfy them all with pleasure, and not just once, but, alas, until you bump up your “heat resistant capacities”, that won’t be possible. Nevertheless, one of your wishes can be met considerably earlier than the others.’
    Oleg looked at her in amazement. The girl laughed.
    ‘No, not that one… and not that one, either… And what kind of position is that? Stop guessing right now, I’m getting horny!’ Heliona sighed. ‘Sadly, all of that is impossible for now. However, amidst all that chaos filling your head, there is one tiny little thought. I’ll quote: “Ah, if only I could take her to one of

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