Angel Dust Demon Form Novels & Stories

Finally, the most beautiful specimen of werewolf I have ever seen jumps out of the helicopter. I'm not gay, but there was a werewolf capable of making heads of all genders spin. I know how to appreciate male beauty. We werewolves are very rarely ugly. Even rogues are attractive, either way, but in front of us was the most beautiful of them all. Dressed in light blue jeans ripped above the knee, a white T-shirt, white sneakers, and a jacket to match the pants, he was a tall creature with an athletic physique, slightly long blond hair, and sparkling blue eyes. That one was Angel; his face was almost a copy of his mother's. We can all say that we are seeing a true angel that just fell from the

The weapons glowed with strange symbols. "What–" Maddie began but started to cough. Smoke had filled the room. The burning demon was still running around the diner. The other three demons were crouched, and growling like rabid dogs, their saucerlike eyes glowing with a manic light. One of them let out a loud howl like a wolf and pounced towards Cassie. She screamed and there was a sudden hot burst of light as the sword in her hand blazed up. Cassie leaped forward, sweeping her weapon at the demon, her skirt billowing behind her. In the light of the Celestial Blade, the demon’s appearance was unpleasantly visible: black, scaly skin, a gaping black hole for a mouth, bulging, orblike eyes, and

One particularly massive demon with a flared, horse-like cock bred her pussy for what felt like an eternity, flooding her until her belly looked heavily pregnant with cum. Elara’s transformation accelerated. Her skin deepened to a seductive crimson. Small horns began pushing through her forehead. Her nails grew into claws that she used to rake bloody lines down the backs of demons fucking her. The hunger consumed her completely. She started begging louder. “More! Fill me! Breed your demonic whore! I want every fucking cock in Hell!” Azrathor finally stepped forward, the crowd parting in reverence. He unchained her and laid her on the altar once more, this time face-to-face. The entire congre

Athanasia was happy that her kids were just normal Terrans, though. Elisia looked at the two cradles and saw a boy and a girl sleeping quietly. She bit her lips and in her mind, apologized repeatedly to her niece and nephew. She walked towards the cradle and then looked at her sister. "I don't care. If you don't want to help me, then I have to force you." She said while showing her hands to her sister. Her nails slowly grew and she started to transform into her demon form. "Elisia! Don't you dare touch my children or else I will bring you to Levaerun myself!"

Callisto questioned clearly showing distaste to the demon. "Yes, but he can change his sex for a while. I know you said that I shouldn't bring men here but if he can temporarily be a she it will be alright, right?" "I suppose so." Callisto crossed her arms but agreed anyway. Ruby snapped her fingers and the demon was suddenly engulfed by a bright light. "Wait, I didn't agree to this! What are you doing little witch?" Aleister complained but his voice suddenly went a higher pitch. When the light faded his male features disappeared and were replaced by the softer gentle features of a woman.

Her long, curly brown hair cascaded down, enveloping Eden's face, and her scent wafted up, a potent elixir that sent his senses reeling. Eden's piercing blue eyes, now tinged with a hint of red, flinched as Pearl's hair tickled his nose. His canine teeth began to expand, sharpening into fangs, as his inner demons stirred, their hunger for blood ignited by Pearl's proximity. His iris transformed, shifting from sky blue to a deep, fiery red, a telltale sign of his demonic nature.

He waved a hand but the Angel did but respond, rather she took a defensive pose and spread her wings open. "Ah, right." Dan chuckled. "You would not remember me in my human form right?" With that, he transformed into his full Nadri self and he enjoyed the look of shock on the Angel's face. The look of shock and anger. "Yes. I guess you remember me now." "What do you want Dan." Scott repeated. "And how did you possibly get over here?" Dan chuckled and circled a finger in the air, pointing upwards. Scott and Sheila followed the direction of his finger and saw two demons flying above and circling them.

The creature that crashes through the shrine's ceiling is nightmare made flesh. It's massive, easily fifteen feet tall, with skin like molten obsidian and eyes that burn like furnaces. Wings spread from its back, leathery and torn, blocking out what little light remains. This isn't a possessed human. This is a demon in its true form. "Malphas!" Pete's voice is filled with relief and reverence as he struggles to his feet. "Master, you came!" The demon—Malphas—surveys the chamber with those burning eyes, taking in the freed children, the interrupted ritual, Derek's broken form protecting me. His laughter shakes the walls.

She frowns cutely, causing me to kiss her pouting lips. “Demon is ecstatic to hear you say that. He’s been waiting to have some alone time with you, but I blocked him as a revenge for cutting me off earlier.” I chuckle, hearing Demon snarl at me to let him out. “So your wolf can be in human form, too?” She asks curiously and I lean back in my chair cradling my Angel in my arms, so the side of her head rests against my chest. I stroke her face as I start my explanation.

I curl in envy as I see his onyx long lashes, appreciating greedy eyes scouring every impeccable contour of his face and further to his hair all brushed to the left side of his head that’s pressed into the white pillow. For the umpteenth time, how can a Demon possess such bedazzling looks? It’s not fair on the rest of us; whether this is his real form or not! “Are you about to make a move on me, pup?”