Dancing Demons Novels & Stories

I realized it too. When he watched until the end of our wedding ceremony, after that, right in front of everyone to make me regret, he made a horrible choice. He want to remove his heavenly spiritual heart and offer it to the Aztarion Abyss just to become a Demon Alpha God. This act marked the easiest yet most difficult way to becoming an Devil. Once that happens, he would become a great destruction of everything, he will consumed by anger like no love, no mercy. Cruelty would define him forever.

My breath came in short, sharp gasps as I pressed my back against the wall, my limbs trembling uncontrollably. The demons stood at the door, their eyes filled with eerie stillness and coldness as their towering figures claimed the space of the room. Their claws were long and sharp, skin blacker than coal, limbs an unnatural amount, and sharp horns on their heads. I clenched my hands into fists, trying to keep them from shaking, but my body refused to listen. My entire being screamed at me to run, to get as far away from them as possible, but my back was already against the wall, there was nowhere to go.

Chapter 1: No One's Allowed to Touch What's Mine! The light in the throne room was blood red. There were shadows around that moved as if they had a life of their own. The pillars loomed large, and the fire on the walls roared like a hungry beast. Every demon in the room was kneeling except for two demons. The twin demons are famous among the others, famous for their beauty and alluring bodies. Avara and Aldus stand in front of the throne, their bodies only wrapped in thin silk, embodied with seduction and sin.

I hadn’t seen her in years now. After finding my way to a demon club that she attended frequently, I gritted my teeth, cursed myself out, and stepped into the building. Fire burned through the first room, the flames licking the ceiling and the heat hotter than fucking hell. It ensured that only demons stepped into this space; no other species were allowed. Once I walked through the fucking fire that seared the edges of my clothes, I opened a heavy metal door and stepped into The Inferno. Demons in their truest forms sauntered around the room, their horns out and lengthened and their eyes a piercing red.

A woman's voice sang out and the brown haired wolf let go of the handle. Out stepped two lavender haired, dark purple skinned demons with small black horns on their head. One male, one female. They were both dressed the same in tight black leather dresses that hugged their hips and covered the important bits on their chest, while short enough to show off the bottom of their ass cheeks. The male had slightly shorter hair, while the female had hair down to her hips and both wore chunky black platforms. I was so busy studying them that it took the male desperately smoothing down his dress to catch the scent on them. Arousal. Thick undeniable arousal.

In the middle of the night, a fiery chariot came to a stop in the firmament, on the chariot stood a Celestia beauty, his long white hair was adorned with a majestic golden crown carved into the shape of of the sun, the white dress he wore danced to the tune of the night wind, it shone in the dark night as his body radiates the sun. Zeus cast his glowing eyes on his three sons whose appearance screams the aftermath of war, muscular bodies scathe with bad slashes , batters and bruises of all shapes, the eyes of this three young men were the color of blood tinted with stubbornness and anger will a strong hatred carefully sandwiched between them. Their surroundings were marred by the aftermath o

Avila wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand as she slid down the stripper pole for the fifth time that night. It was exhausting! The club was packed, and she could feel the eyes of the customers on her as she danced to the beat of the music. She tried to ignore the lewd comments and catcalls, focusing instead on the money that was being thrown at her feet. It was the only thing that made the job bearable and worth it. It was the only thing still pushing her to grind and rock her body on the tall pole - the money.

I stopped participating and just laughed. It got louder because a temptation took place. There was a woman as sexy dancing there sitting there. I looked around for Yuri. Maybe it's because of the madness that was done then. I found her dancing with Niccolo. I sighed. The man left behind me. The man in front was then called by someone. I didn't give much attention to it. I just keep dancing to the music. I closed my eyes when I felt a little dizzy in the neon lights. But I was also immediately dilated when someone grabbed my waist from behind. At first, I thought my dance was back. But when I smelled his different scent, I realized he wasn’t in the two.

Only because he is a fallen angel, everything is full of sad … But that fallen angel had one chance in life that she was given. The roots of the law controversy go all the way back to the fallen angel, Lucifer. He became a corrupt shadow of his former self - a fallen angel trusted neither by Heaven nor Hell. Demon awaiting the Fallen Angel Shaher's revival was killed in battle at the Hall of Corruption by Alphonse. While not a Fallen Angel in the formal sense, it's depressed price relative to the growing fundamental case for silver makes it worth considering.

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.