Asmodeus Lust Novels & Stories

Black unseeing eyes now dotted with white in the center seemed to stare directly at her. Minera. Asmodeus stood, his back still to her. He wiped his mouth on his sleeve and chuckled lowly. “So you came.” He turned slowly, his movements jerky and his head bobbing as if he couldn’t hold it up straight. When he looked at her, the oceans in his eyes were completely still and dull. Gray eyes peered at her.

The banter continued, a symphony of teasing and laughter, each remark a playful dance between the friends, their camaraderie evident in the shared moments of lightheartedness. “So I don't need to give you a dessert treat,” Sage teased, turning his attention to Lisa. She pouted in mock indignation, her eyes narrowing playfully as she retorted, "It's cheating, Sage." “I also want to eat dessert,” Arina interjected, her gaze drifting out of the window as she spoke. Sage's smile softened at her words, a genuine warmth filling his eyes as he turned to her. Aaron's thoughtful expression spoke volumes as he listened to the exchange, his silent presence a steady anchor amidst the whirlwind of emotio

“It’s because you seem to know who I am.” “That’s impossible; I just met you.” “That’s odd. I could have sworn we met this morning.” “I don’t remember.” “That’s the point. You don’t remember me when you should be.” A chill runs down my spine when I start to remember one crucial thing. Asmodeus has the power of lust. Anyone who lays their eyes on him will automatically be enthralled. Forget this. Forget the scorpions. I need to leave this place. I push him away and ignore the scorpions covering the floor. My feet crush the scorpions that I step on, ignoring how the shells pierce my skin.