Asmodeus Demon Of Lust Book Novels & Stories

But for Sol, this was nothing more than an old ceremony, that he had to perform every time he came here to study, or perhaps, spend time with his teacher. The moment he finished knocking, a weak turquoise light seemingly scanned him from head to toe before the part of the wall he stood in front of, transformed into a black door, a motif of a scarlet snake eating its own tail was meticulously engraved as an insignia of a certain God beast. This was the representation of Asmodeus. One of the fourteen divine divine beasts of this world. In this country, he was a respected entity as the representative of Goddess Luxuria. “How long do you plan to stand there like a dunce, come in?”

The people who were dancing in the dance floor were not aware that there were two devils in their midst. One of the devil was dancing and flirting with a woman, he had black long hair reaching up to his shoulder which he parked neatly without a single strand of hair out of place. His eyes were golden, strong square jaw, perfect carved brows and thin pink lips. He was tall and had broad shoulders. He was Asmodeus, the third deadly sin of lust. The woman he was dancing with was drooling over his strong muscular body and he gave her a flirtratous smile while whispering dirty words into her ears and the woman blushed.

He chuckles and palm my cheeks "I'm not gonna hurt you. I'm sorry I'm damn attracted to you, ever since you walked into my territory I've always wanted to know how your lips would taste like, how your velvet skin would feel like." He paused as his hands went up to cup the male of my neck. Shivers coarsed down my spine, more from his words than his touch. Deep inside my subconscious screamed to get away from this man in front of me, but I couldn't. Not with the way he stared so intensely at me, not with the way he kissed me perfectly. Though my heart was thudding in fear, I shut out whatever demons were threatening to take over my sanity and forced a smile. I draped my arms around his neck an

His green net dimmed, revealing the fear of the terror he was facing. "See? You're scared, Felenia," Asmodeus said. He, who was not satisfied with playing with Felen, drew closer to his disgusting face. "Despite denying it, you actually feel guilty for killing someone so viciously." "...No! I-I don't feel guilty because he deserves it!" said Felen in a trembling voice. He stared intently at Asmodeus with tears occasionally running down his cheeks. The demon knelt in front of Felen, cupping her cheeks that were wet with tears. "I can help you get rid of those feelings so you don't have to suffer anymore, replace them with bubbling pleasure," he whispered in a sinking voice, seducing Felen int

He may have pulled out, but that didn't stop other things from spreading, if demons could even get STDs. "Partially, it is touch that feeds me. My division is based on arousal and lust. I assure you that I received the better job than my counterparts. They survive off of torturing, eating hearts, killing…" He stopped when he saw me cringe in disgust. He watched me carefully for a moment from his position flat on his back next to me. "You would not like my world, my little witch." I let out a deep sigh, "I don't imagine you like mine very much either."

Setting his pride aside, still begging for mercy. "Don't waste my time, I have a lot to do. Are you rolling on it? Or should they..." Pointing at the men with black suit and silver 'D' printed on left-side of their suit, he continued, "Whip you out, huh? What say?" A devilish smile hanging on his face, and those dark eyes were void of any kind of emotions. Just looking that those eyes, shivers ran down his spine. Either way the man has to die, one was rolling a hundred time on to one-meter burning charcoal path or else hundred whipping. Did he have any choice? Practically speaking no, a big NO. An old man like him wouldn't be able to complete the full five rolls, he would eventually die befo

The Luxuria Mind Manipulating Arts is truly fearsome. Lisa: So what do you think of the boy? Reiya: You might regret it if you underestimate his cheekiness. He may look stupid but I don't think he is. Our conversation was not long but his speed of understanding things is scary. I am sure one day he will get the answers he wants to find and figure it out. The meaning of the color of souls and his color too. Afterall he might really be the demon lord of Greed reincarnation. Lisa: I see. So what was the result? Don't tell me you forgot why I task you with this in the first place?

JP answered. “Don’t be so smug about it, dog, you all can’t use your powers either, but I will still enjoy my time with you, I might not be able to use my powers to affect you people but I am still Asmodeus the demon of lust and I will have every male wolf in this pack eating out of the palm of my hand.” She smirked.

I’m just restraining my feeling of disgust towards that demon general or else I might crush his mouth with one single blow. Glade and Deborah take turns in attacking Asmodeus. They alternately give a massive blow to their opponent with their celestial weapon. On the other hand, Asmodeus just keeps on countering their attacks with his weapon. His pet, which is a hybrid of a lion and a dragon, helped him to block Glade’s and Deborah’s attack. Then suddenly, Asmodeus spitted a crimson fire from his human head that made Deborah and Glade quickly retreat from striking him.

The strange eye was surrounded by its seal, a black spot that further highlighted the unreal colors of his eyes, and around his neck twisted three times a silver chain, the tightest loop reaching under the collarbones, and the widest just below the chest. "It seems like Asmodai will be back soon enough-" "Lucifer, you have the worst timing in history!" The velvet and almost hypnotic voice belonged to Asmodai. Fortunately, the only capital sin Lust. His 2 m figure was well-built by the thousands of hours of training, but the clothes that covered him were in a mess that said more than a thousand words: the white shirt carefully embroidered around the collar and cuffs was wrinkled and open at t