Dancing Demons Novels & Stories

Cirella laughed so hard, she was clutching her stomach. "Come on Belle, he would not do that. He would just try to get into those pants of yours." Dante chuckled with his wife. Demos, which who in turn went by Dem in the human world, was one of her dancers when they practiced for tours and special events. He was a very big pervert but had a huge heart. She almost felt sad sometimes knowing how he lost his wife in childbirth. "Just promise me you will not over do it CiCi." Cirella unfolded her wings and sighed. "Alright I promise, now let me heal you so you can stop saying ow under your breath."

I would bet my fucking castle that my human was in there. Opening the door slightly, I was shocked by the view. My human, dancing and singing on a bed to a song about boys to Aklan and Luzo, who sang with her. Unheard of. Demons weren't supposed to have fun. We were serious creatures, always out for more power, and not enjoy unnecessary things. And then it dawned on me. The little minx put on the same song from when I played poker.

I changed the topic, “Millions, sex demons are categorized into, incubi and succubi, wrath demons, deception demons, demons of dispute... So many of them,” he whispered. “Ok, well I hope I can be a better leader then Eve II, I'll try but...we should get some rest, we are going to need it for later,” I chuckled “Ok, good night Lil,” he uttered. “Good night Damon,” I mumbled.

It was dangerous. Under the scorching sun, three formidable demonic beings stood ominously in front of the ancient pack house, emanating an aura of malevolence. Each demon possessed a unique appearance, reflecting their individual nature and power. The first demon stood tall and imposing with ebony skin and fiery crimson eyes. His long, jagged horns protruded from his forehead, and he carried a wickedly serrated sword crafted from blackened bones. The second demon was shrouded in a cloak of swirling shadows, making it difficult to discern her true form. Her skeletal fingers clutched a slender, obsidian staff topped with a glowing, pulsating orb of ethereal energy. The final demon had a hulki

V. The demon king, Lucifer Black is the most dangerous and brutal demon. He is the cruel and dark king of the devil's kingdom named Lucifer's hell. The demon of deception and savagery. He loved to kill, and had dark magic that could rip his enemies into pieces quickly of a second. Going against him meant death because he is the strongest demon in the realm. He was merciless and everyone feared him, even his family. His body, his features, and his voice had authority among the whole demons. And looked like he was made for the night of all of its sins... Years of war and battle made him cold, his enemies made him more ruthless.

The thought made an almost unbearable amount of pain pierce through me. "Well hello there. Don't you look ravishing?" A voice broke in, pulling me out of my thoughts. A chill crept up my spine. Ethan. I quickly looked around to find that there was no one within hearing range. We were the only two people in that corner. I mentally cursed myself for isolating myself from the others. "Do you want to dance?" He asked as he took a step forward. I could tell that he was drunk. "No, I'm good." I said evenly

Emmie smirked a bit, eyeing him up and down for a moment, wordlessly reminding Ramsay that she was close to him. “That’s not what I meant,” he rolled his eyes with an amused smirk. “You can get as close to me as you want, I don’t mind.” “Idiot.” Face back to serious, his eyes got worried really quick. “Just promise me to stay away from the Demons. They’re hardcore. And they do stuff you and probably no one else on the Northside is even aware of.” “Like what?” she asked. “Can’t tell you. But they take advantage of women. So, please. Stay away.”

Warriors gathered close, desperate to escape. But then— FWOOOOSH. A violent gust of wind ripped across the field, nearly knocking people off their feet. Everyone froze. A shadow darkened the sky. Three demons—Jyra, Devyani, and Daksha—descended with wicked smirks. Their wings folded neatly behind them, their skin pale as moonlight, their eyes burning with fury and grief. Jyra sneered, "Trying to run? Too late." Devyani added coldly,

demon:- listen cali what I am going to say is listen carefullthithingsg are going to get nasty to her and on, so don't talk to me because they are going to listen to us, because those masks have the technology, so don't do anything stupid, don't talk about me and don't talk about my past, if you ever feel scared just hold my hand, and don't touch any part of me, I hope you understand me, don't say anything don'don't anything. Cali:- are you crazy how in the world I am going to do that, I am afraid, I want to go home. demon:- don't be scared I am with you and I will be standing next to you, no matter what happens just trust me, I promise I will take you home soon. ****************************

I decided to get a drink out of boredom before entering another dull sex session. The Red Inferno was the 'IT' club for demons. It was crowded, like always, and lit with red lights. The many demons with humans having them as pets or sex slaves sat in the u-shaped booths feeding off of them or fucking them. The music played as some demons danced with others on the large dance floor near the back of the club.