Black Demon Shark Novelas e Histórias

This man shows so much momentum and character that it is difficult for me to keep my sanity when my eyes connect with his eyes. -Here is your order sir .... -Blackwell -He answered with a sideways smile- My name is Azael Blackwell, it's a pleasure, Miss Amanda. Holy Christ, I bit my lips, I don't know what was wrong with me, my jaw seemed to be trembling. And the thing is, I've seen a lot of handsome men in my life, but, this man, he seems to be wrapped in an enigmatic air of mystery and power, and that, I can turn the face of any female, even, man.

He looks up at me with disgust, his nostrils flaring. “You’re lucky I don’t kill you right now,” he spits. “I would do it if I didn’t need you, but you’re the most powerful demon around, so I ought to keep you as my pet.” Anger is churning within me, but I don’t let it show. The truth is that I want Alpha Jackal dead. I’m a demon prince, and if I weren’t contracted, I would smash Alpha Jackal’s head into the wall. Hopefully, that day will come in the future.

I cleared my throat. The demon turned his deep red eyes towards me, causing me to shiver in fear as goosebumps littered my arms. He was a beautiful specimen, but his eyes were a dark red with golden veins interlacing within them. When you looked closely at the black pupil within all that chaos, you felt something venomous tugging at your soul. "Then why do you seem more shocked that I'm here than I am?" "I... uh," I shook my head and straightened up. It was never good to show weakness before a demon, "anyways I summoned you here bec-"

“I am favourite of Demon Lord Basille, one of the nine overlords in the Demon Realm…how do you think I am expected to behave for him?” Batton remained silent, his jaw muscles ticking as he grit his teeth, his eyes blazing with that golden sheen. Kat tilted her head at him with a cocky little smirk. “You don’t even know my demon form…don’t be too hasty, General.” Batton lifted his head a little at that, a look of bewilderment and awe coming into his expression as he couldn’t help but wonder just how dangerous this provocative little demon was. “So the restraints stay on then…” He muttered looking at her darkly, his eyes narrowing. “Can you tell me the answer to one question?”

he said, his voice unwavering. He worked for hours, chanting incantations and drawing intricate symbols on the talisman. And as he finished, he placed it in my hands, his eyes meeting mine. "This talisman will protect you from the Demon werewolf's charm," he said. "But be warned, it is not foolproof. You must still be vigilant, and never let your guard down." "Do not underestimate the Demon werewolf," he warned. "He is one of the most powerful and cunning creatures in all of the supernatural realm. His charm is strong, and he can manipulate even the strongest-willed individuals."

His presence didn’t go unnoticed as he stepped into the boundary that the demon had made. It was scarcely a second when the demon who formed from a snake appeared in front of Satan to stop him from butting in the sacrifice Bael wanted. “My king, I hope you will remain calm until the sacrifice is done,” the demon ended arrogantly in the name of Bael, the old bone, full of delusions that he could restrain Satan.

Angels have beautiful bird-like wings, like eagles and ospreys and hawks, whereas demons have grotesque bat wings. When you mix the two, it turns out you get something like my wings, smooth, dark blue, and like a dragon wing. Minus the boney parts and scales. Dad said the skin on our wings actually resembles the skin of sharks, which makes us very, very fast flyers. But what sets us apart from our predecessors, is that the wings can change shape. Quite literally.

She closed her eyes and any demon within four centimeters close to her froze, she turned their body into ice and broke it to pieces one by one. Alpha Ethan ran towards the demons in front of him, his Lycan was huge enough to to take down 15 at a time, his claws dugged deep into them and with surprise they were dead, their weakness had no effect on him because he was also a demon which could also kill them. He made way for Hades but he suddenly disappeared from his sight not to be seen. He got so angry that he ran straight into the midst of the demons taking them out in a mass number.

Usually, Delldora's heartbeat is very weak, almost inaudible because his blood is flowing abnormally, different from ordinary humans. "Of course, aren't you a demon?" It was the first and only word that stuck in Delldora's head as soon as he opened his eyes as his “new” self. He doesn't remember what happened before. And only the word 'demon' immediately flashed into his head. Delldora stared at the reflection of his face that was reflected in the mirror. Sharp jaw with a firm curved nose. Almond-shaped eyes with light brown irises that will turn a blood red color once he 'turns'. And of course, perfect red lips and chin.

I answered coolly. He strutted across the room and went to stand in a glass window where the outside showed a good angle of the veranda and the Winner Family pool. He smiled, pleased over something that he saw. I wondered what it was then. What is advantageous of being a demon is that we get to read another person's mind. We can use it for or against them. But before an angel, we are helpless. It is either they have barriers in their too-holy brains or they are just dead on imagination. I prefer to think it is the latter.