Black-eyed Demon Novels & Stories

I finally felt alive. “But…” He then put on a serious expression. “We found a rare chemical in your blood. “There isn’t a name for it on the market. “However, in the black market, the name of it is ‘Angel’s Kiss’.” Angel’s Kiss? It sounded beautiful, but I could not help but shiver. “It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet.

Aleksei, the dark-haired one with a grim face, gripped my arms, holding me back as I lunged toward the hallway where Elias was. ‎“Let him go!” I screamed, my voice raw, tearing through the quiet. “You’ve got the wrong guy! Elias doesn’t leave the house except for therapy. He’s clean!” My words were a desperate shield, but the truth gnawed at me. Elias’s demons—addiction, bad choices—never stayed buried long.

" the demon said wheezing. I didn't have time for drama queens. Or drama of any sort. I just wanted to know. He was young, about 18. Had such piercing blue eyes, and a very sick aura. He just went on a rampage for no reason, destroying every demon in sight with a swing of the sword he held. The aura coming from that sword was like darkness itself, pulling everything in. Just a touch from the blades and everything dies. He looked like a god, especially with those eyes. I couldn't forget those eyes. In them, I saw a darkness that never before existed. It didn't seem possible to. He was a walking void.

I stood up and clenched my fist. “Exoneratio!” I exclaimed then red runes appeared and danced around my body. My heart was throbbing so fast. I gasped for an air, catching for my breath. Black smoke came out from my body and it was slowly forming into a figure of a demon with twinkling red eyes. He’s showing up his true demon form. He has many horns surrounding his head, forming like a crown. He has a long right hand with long sharp claws made of steel. All fingers in his left hand are wearing gold rings shining brightly. “D*mn it! What are they planning to do?” I heard Vela cursed. Goddess Lumia is trying to hold her back. She is just buying us time.

No one has told me anything about their colors and stuff Kiri: that won't be necessary. I am pretty sure you would not fit with any group here. And so do I. Mr Annoying: Hoi Fake Prince quit flirting around. What is your color? Ban: If I remember correctly Black, Blue , Red , Yellow, white, violet and Dark Green. Mr Annoying: Hah! You stupid or something? I'm asking about the color of your soul, not your favorite colors. And there is no way a demon like you possess more than two colors. Even the lord's familia are known to possess at most 3.

I screamed, yes, I screamed at the sight of his long face and his black-as-night eyes along with his sharp, slime-filled teeth. He was a demon. A demon that wanted to take Jay.

she reads from the big screen displayed “I…Demon Samael promise to protect you all my life and always be there for you” he recited but unlike her, he did have a screen to read from “Did he mean what he says then?” Shaina wondered and her cheek turned pink in excitement ~ Two mystical beings stand in the air just above the hall where the ceremony is taking place, the first divine being was dressed in an extravagant way and the magnificence of her presence fills the air which she hover in The color of her eyes turned greyish white and everything before her eyes became transparent that she could see through everything walls and objects, the more she sees the more translucent her eyes color beco

It had baffled when he was just a mere mortal, but it floored him now as a demon. Her stubborn will to be both defiantly strong and soft in his hands had caused the sadistic side of Young to rear its head in Blood, pushing for an opportunity to turn her to clay. It never made any sense how she embodied love and light at all times, even when the harsh parts of herself were shown. The demon side of Young couldn’t help but want, damn near need, to crush that light out of her. In the same token, her display of blind trust in him was a gift he never wanted to take for granted so he was torn, now more than ever.

"You are mine. Only mine. You belong to me. You belong to Erix Drystan. And this is your fate. I'm your fate." No! The only thing echoed in my head right now. He can't be my fate. I can't be His. I don't want a monster in my fate. As if he could read my mind, he smirked evilly, "Alas! You are stuck with a demon not a monster." He is truly a demon. And I couldn't digest the fact that my fate made me meet this demon and I don't know what things he has planned for me. A demon in black clothes and with red eyes is now in my life now. And now I have to fight this fate of mine.

The Demon King was huge and sat upon an impressively massive throne that covered the entire back wall from floor to ceiling like organ pipes in a cathedral. Ruben’s eyes narrowed as he took in the mighty beast languishing on his throne. He was clearly about twelve feet tall, long black hair fell down to his shoulders as two foot long curled black horns stuck through it on either side of his forehead. He was chiselled and cruel looking, his eyes were literally flaming, swirling with red, orange and yellow, the pupils slits, where the sclera were usually white his were black and bottomless.