Demon Crocodile Novels & Stories

Dimitri looked at his mother who nodded, and then he looked at the strange woman whose lower body was that of a snake, and the other woman who had wings for arms and talons for feet. “Serve me,” Dimitri finally said, “but make sure to serve my people as well.” There was a sigh from among the creatures this time. The harpy was tearful while the lamia almost jumped for joy as they were given the opportunity to serve the new Demon King. They promised to serve the rest of the beast folk as well and they gathered around to escort their new king and his people through the gates.

But everything crumpled down when she found out the truth. This is Dark Hades call. He only comes out when there’s death. He only comes out when there’s evil and blood. Because death and darkness are always the demon’s call.

Edzar's father. Ariesta Collison is a beautiful princess with a unique face. It stands at 170cm, the figure most women dream of, weighing just 48kg this month due to post-traumatic stress. Her exotic yellow skin has become even more pale since he's been living like a vampire for months. Sunscreen. It still hums from its thick lips.

Mary stopped crying, and Charlie stopped drinking his milk. I held my breath. The forensic doctor, Dr. White, glanced at Greg and then me. He gulped and said with a trembling voice. “It’s not AIDS.” Greg let out a sigh of relief and put on a smug smile. “I’ve told you—” “But!” Dr. White interrupted him and raised his voice. “The remaining liquid in the tube had a high concentration of tetrodotoxin. “It’s the latest banned drug.

But my mom just smiled. “That’s my girl.” I smiled proudly. “But what is that?” She picked me up and walked over to her bookcase, she pulled out a really old book and opened it. On the page was a man with horns on his head and a long tail. “So, a demon is usually a very strong being. One who will use tricks and magic to punish anyone who makes them angry. Many people are afraid of them, because they are really strong and don’t show mercy to their enemies.”

Cobra regarded him for a while and sighed, "I'm sorry about your father. He was already dead when I arrived at the scene." "I know," Bryce gritted his teeth. "I also know who killed him and I want her dead. No matter what it costs, she must die." "Queen Scorpion?" Cobra asked. Bryce nodded, "How did you know?" "You were mumbling her name in your subconscious state. But she is just one little girl. How was she able to bring down the Wild Stallions? I still find it hard to believe," Cobra explained. "She had help," Bryce replied. "I want them all dead; every single one of them should be killed."

He will fight till the end and if I don’t do something, it’s sure to happen. Drake threw his arm out attempting to hold me back. I had forgotten that he had come here with me. “Demi, don’t. Let me!” Before I could protest, Drake’s body started to change. I have never seen his true demonic form before. He began to morph into a creature that towered as tall as any dragon. He stood on two legs with hooves for feet. His legs bent in an unusual way that would remind you of a goat or something of the sort. His skin was black and leathery, almost looking like burnt flesh. His face and torso still remained, his hands had claws and his head held two huge horns that curled. His body had a red glowing

His instinct was telling him that Lucas the Demon was not as simple as he thought. "Lucas the Demon, you claim to not be a human, so are you saying that you're a zombie as well?" His comment shocked the other Great Whale and Tiger family members, as well as the members of the Sandy family. Nevertheless, Lucas' mouth curled into a smirk, and his face put on a faint smile. "I, Lucas York, am a demon!"

The black spirit-like structure similar to a reflection floated in the air. The demon's face was covered with scales like an amphibian while its mouth dripped green saliva. It spoke to the small bird and continued," Goddess, the animals have discovered our spies and set up a trap. They have learned about our secret forces and retreated but those troops are lost."

Without being told, the crowd divides, clearing an uninterrupted path to his destination. Just then, his face finally comes into view and then I see him even clearly. A tall, broad-shouldered man, he had a ripped body that even the clothing he wore couldn't hide it. His aura was commanding. Then his face…. heavens, well defined, it seemed as though he was created on a special day, giving him unique, extremely handsome features. His midnight black eyes held no emotion, a huge contrast to his handsome, alluring facial features. Alpha Iskander Damaris of the blood moon pack , The almighty warlord. The soulless butcher.