Novelas y relatos de Demi Human

Did he mean Adam and him? Demi was beautiful. She had a heart-shaped face, sapphire eyes, a small nose, full pink lips, long straight blonde hair, and was curvy. Her skin was a glowing honey shade as if a goddess came down from the heavens and gave birth to her. I didn’t want to be jealous, but seeing her beside Henry made me realize how unmatched I was for him. She and Henry would make a better couple. My heart sank in insecurity. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Julia.” She extended a hand to me. I accepted it with my sweaty palms. I almost shrank when I touched her soft hands.

Later that evening, Demi returned to the house his domain, his cage sinking into the velvet armchair like a king taking his throne. His long legs were sprawled wide, the top buttons of his black jeans undone, one arm draped lazily over the armrest while the other lifted a cigarette to his lips. Smoke curled slow and silver around his sharp jaw, vanishing into the dim, shadowed corners of the room. Two of his men stood rigid at his sides, hands resting on the holsters at their hips, eyes scanning every shadow like wolves guarding their master.

"You had me up until the end. I don't understand something. If you guys worship this Goddess, why do so many of you question her judgment. You would think she knows what she's doing. If you weren't compatible, why put you together? Maybe it's because you are part human that you two could potentially have children safely. I think that's part of the reason Minnie was able to give birth to Kwen safely. She was mostly human. Yeah, she was a descendant of some powerful beings, but she, herself, was human, therefore Kwen was practically human at birth. Your mother was mostly vampire at birth, Kwen was mostly human. It started out on the other end of the spectrum for Kwen, but maybe it's starting o

My weightless body was dragged across the ruined city and down into an underground fortress. The place was brightly lit and buzzing with life. A massive party was underway, thrown to celebrate Beckett's recovery. In an apocalypse ravaged by zombie attacks, they had somehow managed to find colorful ribbons, balloons, and a massive cake. Dad stood on a platform, beaming as he raised his glass to the crowd. "A toast to our hero and the future of humanity, Beckett! We have successfully extracted a perfect antibody from his blood." The crowd erupted into deafening cheers.

My eyes flashed down and then back up so quickly that I didn't even get a good enough look to see if he was affected by what we were watching, or if that was just how the fabric of his pants naturally bunched from the position he was in. My second glance was longer, a lot longer. There was nothing. Absolutely nothing. Did demons even have the same reproductive parts as humans? They had to have something based on the circle he ruled over, right? Or perhaps that was why it was Hell, to begin with. Were the humans and demons locked in a realm of eternal arousal with no outlet for relief? The theory was so close to the past week with Demetri that it might actually be true. "Little Witch," his ra

, I nod and stared walking with him, we were quietly strolling down the path when I finally broke the silence "First off I know your no ordinary human being so what are you" Well I'm actually a hybrid, comprised of half fairy and the other I'm a demionda demon Wait what, your a demionda but there supposed to extinct by now Yea, I think I'm the last, I not quit sure tho But I still dont get it , how did I not sense you from the get go Well that's because im your mate and you dont sense your mate your mate senses you at least that's only for the four goddesses tho

She fought back another irritated growl, but this time she did turn to the man standing very close to her. This guy was taller than the last, more muscled, a goatee and an arrogant twist to his lips. His hair was equally as shaggy as the blonde’s, but a shade darker, somewhere between blond and brown. She let her gaze move slowly down his body. Thickly muscled arms, a broad, equally muscled chest. A noticeable bulge was outlined by his faded jeans. “No, you’re not my type,” she stated, her voice low and husky with need, but not for this mortal.

Faelon exhaled harshly and shook his head. "This is my fight, I don't want you guys getting injured or worse killed. I know your father and he would be super pissed," Faelon fretted. "Are you going to go as your beast?" Atlas questioned. Faelon shrugged his shoulders and explained that he hadn't shifted that completely since his youth and was afraid of frightening Sophia with his complete form. Faelon was a large demon with red eyes and long claw-tipped fingers and toes with just a light coat of gray fur due to his Lycanthropy.

"Nicho." "Yeah?" I look at Trixie, who is giving me a strange look. Why does she have the look Mom used to have when she was about to explain something? "You know, in case you forgot, that girl is human. So it's normal for something alive to be confusing because they have hearts." "Yes, but that—" "And before you judge her, did you ever think that you yourself might have confused her with your attitude?" "My attitude?" I frown when I hear Trixie's answer. Since when have I confused her?

The demons looked humanoid, but there were still some differences. For instance, the limbs of the demons were longer, so they did not walk the way humans would. They walked more like gorillas that were not fully mature and would always slouch when they walked forward. However, the two demons in front of them were steady in their steps, just like a human, which was an oddity on its own.