Demon Aesthetic Novels & Stories

Angelic Demon episode 14 A phone call interrupted the sad atmosphere. They were all sitting on an arm chair in Roderigo's room. Hands on their cheeks, tapping their feet closely, they were too worried to go home. There is a killer on loose. This was not there first time working overnight so it was not a big deal to them. The last time they worked overnight was when an antique was stolen in a museum. The collected who reported the incident got killed as well as other people. The investigation lasted for months and they all lost something very valuable to the killer. The thought of losing again made them shiver.

demon:- I can not see sad people if other are sad, and I can not live suffocating for other happiness, so I prioritise what is good for me and my people, even if it means killing someone fraud someone, and even if mean to say silence or get suffered, I do anything good or bad, for me, not for god, not to show someone, not for making a good image in front of me, I do what is good for me and my people. name:- At first I think like that, but then when he took everything, I began to think it was because of my past karma so I suffered for god, no I want to have a good image in front of god, that was my mistake. demon:- if we work for others or god then where are we in it, then we nothing but hypo

His cold eyes swept over her disheveled form, taking in the marks on her body, the redness around her wrists. "You look like hell," he said, his voice devoid of emotion. Ashley flinched at his bluntness, but she didn’t have the energy to snap back. Demon had always been a mystery to her. While Adonis was a storm of emotions, rage, and lust, Demon was an enigma—silent, calculating, and dangerous in his own way. "What do you want?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. Demon approached her slowly, his gaze never leaving hers. He stopped in front of her, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from her face. "I want to know why you're asking questions about things that don't concern you."

“The atmosphere here is different, ‘’ he said, and I noticed his voice got deeper. I looked at him and he changed to his demon. There were two black horns by the side of his head. I can’t see him fully, but I know his skin is slightly red, and he is bigger. Then his body lit on fire a little, but it didn’t burn me, instead it warmed me up. The clouds cleared up and my mouth wide opened in shock as I looked at what was in front of me. Everywhere was red, the clouds were red and I could see the hills and they went way back. The air smells like death and the worst part is I can hear the cries of pain and agony that send a dark shiver down my spine. Suddenly, I don’t want to see hell anymore. As

Eva whined. “Don’t people compliment you?” “Yes, they do, but look at my hair now.” “Your demon side is unfolding more; people will love you more.” “What does the fact that I am a demon have to do with my face?” Eva asked him with a confused looked Zeiran blinked multiple times before erupting in laughter “Wait,do you think you are actually beautiful? all demons are made to be extremely attractive, only a demon can see the ugliness.” “Are you saying I am ugly?”

After all, I ran away from home to be exposed before I returned to Mom's cage. "Come here," he ordered. Like a robot being controlled with a remote, I took one step after another until I was just an inch away from him. I felt so small, standing this close to him. How can he be sexy and tall at the same time? I won't say he's God's favourite because he has so much blood on his hands. Demon was created by the devil. "Touch me, Papillon," he said softly, a dangerous softness that slid right under my skin. "I want your hands on me."

I sit back in my seat and open my legs widely and take a deep breath emitting boredom. “I’m a demon.”

Although they don't look like ordinary people with different hair colors, eyes, and species, except for Camila, I'm not afraid of them. I'm having a good time chatting with them, and I learned much about who they are. Saye, Arlo, and Jippis are demons. I thought demons were scary and ugly looking, red with horns, and had a snake-like tongue, always red and surrounded by fire to represent hell that wants to eat your soul. You always see them on Halloween posters or costumes; Saye, Arlo, and Jippis don't look like that. They don't look scary at all. I feel like they came out of a comic book, like a superhero.

’ I silently utter to myself like a prayer. Demonica starts to walk towards the gate with her lovely red gown and red 3 inch glass pumps. She really look like a model and pretty gorgeous to, if it’s not for the fact that she is no longer a person since she sold herself to the darkness. Not to mention that scary dark aura surrounding her. “No! Help us!” I heard some screams as we enter the gate and my eyes widen seeing many things scattered on the road and the houses are ransacked and wrecked.

🎀CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-EIGHT🎀 She was now watching his face intently, completely mesmerized by how flawless he looked even while unconscious. It must be a demon gene... she thought to herself. Even though she knew folklore always depicted demons as ugly, monstrous creatures, she knew the truth was different. After all, Lucifer himself was a demon, and he was notoriously beautiful. And since Lucifer was the ultimate ancestor for all demons, it actually made total sense why Asher looked the way he did.