Claimed By The Demon Novels & Stories

“Situations change, Idamus…either way doesn’t change the issue that I need your help with.” “Hmm…” Idamus nodded, as he thought. “I’m just concerned…everything that seems to be happening right now is because of this demon.” He raised his hand in a plea at Ruben’s icy glare as his eyes started to blaze. “Hear me out…if you please…conflicts have arisen within your clan and that of Lord Semenov, you have taken responsibility for the slaughter of humans and the burning of two locations in the South of the city…there is also conflict arising from a werewolf pack up state that your men raided, fought with, killed and arrested the survivors for drug dealing…meanwhile reports coming in clearly state

‘A demon…’ He muttered as he finally recognized what that thing was. Not a monster, not a boss— that thing is surely not a human at all. A pair of red orbs, a figure that can defy any form, it was indeed a demon. Lurking in the underworld… feeding their souls with greed and anger is how they gain power. “Brother Clad? Are you alright? ” Surprised as Alex touches his shoulder, if not for him doing so, he would not know what else would have ever happened.

Never! Roseline held tightly to Lucian's arm. What is this she is hearing today? What is happening? This is a rollercoaster of a new and weird feeling. Lucian's arm, this man who claims to be a demon, and she, his mate? Are people playing pranks on her now? "Are you now wondering what is happening? This is the truth Rose. This is the bitter truth. Demons does exist, and I am a real life demon, and I am here....to claim my mate."

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

He grabbed my thighs and hurried me towards him; taking his cock in his hand, he rubbed the head between my thick pussy lips, savouring my wetness. "Are you sure, princess? Because once I am inside you. No man's lips will ever grace your skin, no man will see you like this, and no man will ever be alone with you again because you will belong to me!" He growled possessively, making my insides clench lustfully. Shit, I wanted that; I wanted him! And technically, Damien was a demon... not a man! Biting down on my lip roughly, drawing blood, I nodded, my eyes locking on his, his brow arched disappointedly.

I admitted honestly. Margaret frowned, her eyes narrowing in suspicion. “Don’t tell me he’s a fictional character?” I gasped, pretending to be offended, then burst into laughter. “No! Of course not. He lives far from here.” She smirked, leaning back in her chair. “Hmm… I don’t know if I believe you.” I giggled, shaking my head. If only she knew. Damien is a demon, and because of that, he would never set foot in this place. I believe he has the power to do so if he really tries, but I don’t want to push him.

She screamed in frustration as her body slumped back on the bed, and she tightened her grip on my hair, pushing her hips against my face harder. “Please, Leon. Please.” Her eyes are pleading and I chuckle as I decide to stop torturing her. I pulled away a little to look up at her, spanking her ass in the process. “Who do you belong to?” “I’m yours,” she pleads. “Only yours.” “Good girl,” I whispered, before sucking down on her clit, taking her right back to the edge. “This pussy,” I whispered against her clit. “Whose is it?” She pulled on my hair, desperate. “It’s yours, Leon. Every single part of me is yours, I promise.”

I leaned closer, waiting for another kiss, but his next words scattered everything. “I don’t want to let you go, beautiful, but I have to. Dravon is already waiting for you.” I blinked twice, my head slowly wrapping around what he was saying. “What do mean, Dravon…” I trailed off, “Who are you then?” My heart pounded with every word. He smirked again, that beautiful curving of his lips. “I am his demon, Hell.” My jaw dropped. I tried to pull away from him, shame rushing through me.

she pleaded and cough out pretending to be ill Samael’s eyes pop out in shock at her request, he look horror-stricken as her voice finds its way into his ears, he can’t believe she would dare to ask him such request like he’s some lowly demon or an animal spirit “I am the lord of all demons, beasts and all creatures of the….” He was saying then stopped and sigh out loud in frustration, the marriage with this human seems more arduous than he assume it to be “What do you human drink to heal up?” he asked “What will you drink?” she asked teasingly “Blood energy from beasts will…” Samael stops again realizing what he’s saying, he just almost spill it out to the human female Shaina look puzzled a

Myla raised an eyebrow. “What solution?" “He told me that the chief of hunters could remove the demon from inside me but that didn't work out" Myla froze as she stared at Ares with wide eyes. “Was that why you murdered my father in cold blood because he couldn't free you from your demon? Huh?"...