Demon Boyfriend Novels & Stories

It wasn't a reality that he wanted to think about, but his mind helpfully led him there every time. Wait. Wasn't that what the gold chain and sword were for? Why spiral out of control? What Dillon struggled with at that moment was a demon, and what does one do to a demon? Get their sexy boyfriend to slaughter it. He didn't want to keep on the subject forever, so he composed himself. Time to expose said demon for slaughter. "I believe yer here to stay, but… what if you decide you don't wanna be with a guy no more… what if you decide you wanna go back to girls and just have me as a friend? That wouldn't work… I can't j-just be yer fr-friend…"

Don't you think it is too much for this four-year-old boy? "I can do everything for my boy" Demon whisper. Next part: "This is my girlfriend Mr. Knight. We are getting married soon" Jack introduced Elena to Demon.

I speculate, recalling my conversation with Rowan earlier and the file we read in my father’s office. His expression falls, and he swallows deeply. “I’m a former demon lord, and my mate is an ancient seraphim. They won’t let her go easily. That’s why I need to get her out of wherever she is before I go. They will use her for their experiments in my stead.” I look at Rowan, then back at the demon. “Where is your mate? Maybe we can get her out too.” The demon shrugs. “I don’t know. The only connection I’m allowed with her through video communication. I haven’t seen my mate in person since the day we were taken. However, over the years, I’ve sensed that even though they have moved her, she’s cl

---------------- Damon pov I could sense a strong energy of a demon inside my apartment. He's very powerful and he's capable of anything. He's the demon son. The blood running from his veins, the blood of a demon and human. I had to meet Felix Reid, the cambion's guardian. He must stop him before it's too late. This demon could kill me and he could be harmful to the pack. I must stop him even it's the cause of his death. I should kill him many years ago when he's still a newborn. The time has come. It's our destiny to battled together to protect the only girl we love.

She smiled at both of us. The scent of sex weigh heavy in the air and I knew her “friend” just got done fucking her. I also knew he was a demon. I had encountered a few in my time and they all had a really attractive scent to lure in victims. I was wary of the demon, I didn’t know how strong he was and if he picked a fight, I didn’t know if I’d win. However, I wasn’t leaving without Tiffany. Feelings or no feelings, I was going to take her with me.

Together I woke up with a heavy feeling. It’s like there’s a heavy rock on top of me. And i felt like something is liking my face. I forcely opened my eyes and a light from the window hit my eyes. The thing who's liking my face is a fucking dog. I hate dogs the most! I wanted to pushed away the dog from me but my body is jailed by a demon. The Demon is named Seymour Rios Evans, sleeping peacefully beside me while his arms are hugging my waist and chest tightly.

His fingers brushed the faint mark on his left cheek. He remembered that day clearly. Her hand. The sting. The look in her eyes. And the next morning—she was gone. FLASHBACK Elira sat on the swing. Young Asher sat beside her, legs dangling. “Mother…” he whispered, voice trembling. “I feel… different. People call me a demon… am I… am I really..a demon?” She drew him close, holding him tightly. “Don’t you dare listen to them,” she said, her voice low.“You are my son, Asher. Nothing else matters.” She ran her fingers through his hair, but there was a hardness behind her touch.

Lysan felt a huge lump in his throat and he looked away. "Lysan." Dyleon grabbed his arm. "What does he want?" "He wants—" Lysan swallowed. "He wants me." Dyleon's face went white. "What?" “He said he was going to help me, but on one condition. Me. I'd be at his beck and call when he needs it.” The words tasted bitter in Lysan's mouth—how convenient. The Demon King Lysan killed in his previous life was after him now—and it wasn't good.

"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?"

Dean smirked softly, amused to see the behavior of these two friends. "No life is as easy as our plan, Lord have their own plan," said Dean. "There is always plan B plan C until plan AA... like the column in excel, after Z there is AA..."' said Ariesta while shrugging. But Dean remains worried. These two friends try to play destiny. But he decided to keep his mouth shut, he was behind the scenes when they needed him, as usual. Now let them cool off their emotions. "Let's have breakfast?" invite Dean.