Blue-eyed Demons Novels & Stories

Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy. I could not keep my eyes away. For a brief moment we locked eyes, forgetting all others in the room. I took in her appearance from the blue dress that had a heavy defined slit at the back to the silver sandal heels she wore. Fuck, I want to be inside her, fucking her with that dress on. I saw how uneven her breathing became. She was sucking on those lips. I wanted it.

“There has to be a story there, but Daemon is the most secretive member of the warriors I know. He barely talks. No one knows a thing about him, other than his… well... his…” "Sleeping around?" I rolled my eyes, getting on my feet again. "You can say it, Lena. Everyone in the Blue Moon Pack knows it, even if they don't talk about it." “Yeah,” she sighed. “That.” Lean moved towards me, unzipping my dress and letting it pool around my feet. I stepped out of it and walked to the bathroom. “You can go to bed, Lena. I want to be alone.” “Are you sure, Annie? I mean… I am not…”

one of the tall men who look very much like Damien said pleadingly. He had a low cut with a stubble trimmed beards on his chin with light blue eyes, the other guy had long hair just on the top of his blue eyes, it's seems blue eyes were a thing in Damien bloodline, they both raised their hands in surrender. Drayce's eyes flashed, he kept on pushing the reeling emotion to the back of his mind. "You all are just liars, how did you get to meet him?" Drayce asked, his claws digging deeper into the demon kings neck.

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

Curly golden hair and light emerald eyes, pale skin, and a body similar to Rai's both in muscles and height. "You saw what?" He asked shocked. "What's wrong with you? Why did you take that shit off?" Ha, those two are so funny. I had a smirk on when I talked back at him, "You two are so damn funny. Both of you want me dead, just like everybody else. Yes, I can see others dying with my eyes. No, I do not kill them. No, I can't do anything about it. No, it can't be changed. Yes, I don't mind if you all blame me for it. Is that what you want to hear?" They both were speechless while staring back at me. "Look, brothers, I don't mind you hating me and wanting me dead. Really, I don't. But you hav

I called Dad and told him that I was already on the plane back home. The entire airport was cleared. From the runway to the terminal, every corner was filled with his men. A line of black bulletproof cars stretched across the tarmac, mercenaries standing on either side. They all donned sunglasses, and the bulge of firearms beneath their suits was clearly visible. The airport security had no choice but to step aside, not daring to interfere. My father was the most respected Mafia don on the East Coast, and he came to pick me up himself.

But nobody knew that Tyler hid her daughter for thirteen years in the UK. Even things were going fine until Iris popped up in her hometown. Not only that but the movement in Rogues increased just a few months before Iris's arrival. That was a clear indication of her involvement or her father's in that mess. Making someone believe that she was innocent was a hard job especially when she had a history of belonging to a Rogue family. "But Ashton shouldn't have done that," Amber spoke while pulling her knees towards her chest. "Yeah." "What about Daniel by the way?" Amber wanted to know about Blood Moon Pack. They were the biggest rival of Dark Moon Pack and Daniel had always a separate enmity w

They pulled back for catching a breath. This was the moment when both stood staring in each other's eyes and it was the same moment when Lora realized how much she liked the Demon.

Even though these lower demons were all mindless beasts, certain demons were undoubtedly in charge of them. "Does this place have any other demon species?" In the dim light, my eyes fluttered. I'd already received two passives from killing demons, and they were both useful. Swoosh! Along with quick vibrations, there was a second bloody odour that emanated from the corner. Boom! I swung out again, this time with one of the swords I had taken from the vault. Slash! The monster was slashed cleanly into two halves, and its eyes betrayed its murderous intent.

This was a question that would lead him to peaking out the training room door, hoping for his first glimpse of the demon king. The castle was quiet despite the multitude of visitors and guards purched at the ready. The Demon king lived up to his name, with blood red hair and piercing black eyes, he in no way looked friendly. To other Demons he was a casanova, taking more than a few lovers, but refusing to marry. He stood tall and fierce as he stared the Angel king dead in the eyes. "Well well. What do you plan on bargaining with this time? You have nothing to offer and you time is running thin." He smirked, his voice sultry and deep. The angel king stared daggers at the other, showing no fal