Novel & Cerita A Kiss From A Demon

"Since I woke up from that kiss, they told me I forced you in it but I have no recollection of such. I can't lie to you any longer and you see, I can't do magic or anything at this moment. That's why I wanted to call it off but you strangled me, almost to my death and you can do that again as I am powerless." "Why are you telling me all of this if you knew I can serve you death right at this second?" Serra shrugs, forcing a bitter smile. "I am aware that you are not an idiot. My way of talking is too different from yours. I do not act like the priestess and have not shown you or your brother any magic. It’s easy for a demon like you to know that I have no memories of my life before the said

I don't know when I was asleep by thinking about him I seen demon boss next to me I called "demon boss" he hummed I asked "what you're doing here" he replied "I missed you" awww my demon boss I asked "do you like me" he replied "just the way you feel" I chuckled he slowly pulled my face to closer to him I tried to call him but he said "shh" he gently kissed me wahhh he kissed me then only I felt someone pulling me I opened my eyes and saw mom I was panicked and asked "maa did you see it" she questioned back "what I saw" I whispered "kiss"

The Demon laughed and acknowledged her wit, "You're quite clever. You don't speak much, but you certainly deliver on the job you're here for." Amber watched as Demon enveloped her in his arms, and their lips met in a fiery kiss. Until now, Amber's thoughts had been solely consumed by Elijah, but her interaction with the Demon was unlike anything she'd experienced before. She willingly surrendered to the passion, grappling with her newfound desires. Had Amber truly left Elijah behind, paving the way for a fresh beginning? As their passionate kisses morphed into fervent embraces, Amber found herself lost in thought. Her reverie was shattered when Demon bit her lip, and she let out a sharp cry,

Seeing that the demon in front of her didn't react, Evelyn straightened her body, her soft waist branching out like a freshly drawn new willow. She crept closer to Baymont until she could smell his breath, and in a softer voice she slowly inquired again, "Will you hold me, Baymont?" It was at this point that Baymont nodded afterward. "But what am I going to do?" Just as Evelyn had caught the devil's breath, Baymont had likewise touched hers, and his voice lowered involuntarily. Demons don't know what a kiss is or what a hug is. Evelyn burrowed out of the bloated quilt like a beautiful butterfly burrowing out of a bulky cocoon.

I cooed, and I did not know why I did that at a time when death was around us like a dark cloud, but I did it anyway. A deep kiss. First kiss with her on those soft, pink, sensual lips. Those pouty and sexy lips finally met with mine, fitting in as I deepened and savored the sweetness with my eyes closed. It was supposed to be just a romantic kiss, but it wasn't. The magic we prayed for happened right from the kiss. "All this irritates me! I take back my offer! The Lycan prince is dying now!" I heard the demon roar in frustration, but what he wasn't aware of was that I wasn't injured and weakened anymore.

I sit back in my seat and open my legs widely and take a deep breath emitting boredom. “I’m a demon.”

After that there was the sight of Judge Lark's stunned face, Whitfield's flaming rage and lastly the woman in my arms, her eyes wide with a stunning horrifying blend of passion and shock. The force of my kiss had made her lips become red and slightly swollen. I could still taste her—a heady mix of champagne, defiance and a singularly hers sweet intoxicating flavor. I didn't know how it happened but I knew it did. I was glad that at least I had given some people a dose of their own medicine and what greater joy it would be to see the headlines tomorrow. I wanted to call myself stupid because I can't remember the last time in a hundred years I had kissed a woman like this.

The scent of her perfume mixed with rain and alcohol was intoxicating, and he found himself pressing his face into her hair, breathing her in like she was oxygen itself. God, he wanted to devour her. To kiss every inch of her rain-dampened skin, to taste her mouth until she was breathless beneath him. The urge to claim her, to make her his in every possible way, was so strong it left him shaking. She pulled back slightly, her hands framing his face, and before he could prepare himself, she pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. The innocent gesture hit him like lightning, and he barely suppressed a groan.

CHAPTER 30: The Snake Inside Vincenzo’s Pov I just stood there after the kiss. It was so stupid. I kissed her in that dark hallway. I shouldn't have done that. I'm the Don, i don’t just kiss people whenever I feel like it. I’m the boss of everything but she was right there, and she looked so mad at me for showing her off at the party. I liked that she was mad. She didn’t look scared at all. She just looked angry. I pulled away and left fast before I did anything else totally dumb.

"Do not test my patience again." He turned and strode away, leaving them to nurse their wounds. He had more pressing matters to attend to. A meeting had been called in the royal chamber, and his presence was required. Entering the grand room, El-Kharis found the other demon royals already assembled. The god of fire, a towering figure with molten eyes and hair like flames, glared at him. His skin was a deep, burnt crimson, and heat radiated from him in waves. Beside him, the earth demon, solid and imposing, watched with a stony expression. His form was like living rock, with veins of precious metals glinting through his granite-like skin. The water demon, fluid and ever-changing, regarded him