Demon Dean Novels & Stories

🎀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.

The door to the room I was, flew open, revealing the demon himself, dressed in his all black glory, he was holding a gun, he looked over at me and smirked, dropping the gun on his table, he walked over to his dresser, taking off his rolled up sleeve suit. "You know this is low right, even for you." I said. "I'll take the risk." His very sweet voice echoed around the room, damn, how I've missed that voice. "Lemme guess, you want to 50 shades of gray me." I said, Sacarsm dripping from my words. He gave a full rich laugh, taking off his pants and sliding on his black joggers. "Hmm, kinda." He said. "Look Tyler, in order to avoid any nonsense in the future, just let me go." I said, although, I k

ground, Su Mo with the back of his hand can not help wiping tears, the candlestick placed, candles lit, weak candle flame up to pick up, burn hard. Su Foam looked at his father's name, tears, muttered: "Dad, I'm sorry, is the daughter sorry you, forgive me, forgive my incompetence, forgive me everything. " Standing in front of the tomb for a long time, Su Foam just wiped away tears. Although the Shen Yi angered, but this time did not do anything in front of Dad, Su Foam feel even if it is back by inhuman treatment, she does not care. The Shen family is no longer involved with the SU family. Just as she was about to take a taxi back from the cemetery, a familiar, no longer familiar Maybach E

His eyes wide with amusement, arousal, and lust. Smirking, I mumbled, “trust me. I’d rather hold a cactus than hold you.” I wanted to be intimidating, but what happened next astounded me. The Devil laughed. He threw his head back laughing, clutching his stomach with tears building up on the side of his eyes. My cheeks were on fire, my entire body was trembling in anger, humiliation. I turned my back on him to hide my embarrassment and crossed my arms over my chest. “I’m... sorry…” he said in between laughs. He didn’t sound sorry at all. He takes fun in making me mad at him, he’s turning me into a laughingstock. “Ren…”

The place was terrifying, the whole cave was painted in red human blood. "Can you tell me more about an demon?" Ryan asked. "A demon is an evil spirit. There are good demons and there are demons who do evil. We are controlled by our revered master, the devil, his chambers is the largest of all and he resides in another mountain entirely. We use diabolic powers gotten from the devil. We are evil gods. We live where humans don't reside, we live far away in the woods, deserts, near the graves, some of us are ghosts, spirits of the dead, especially those who died by violence or those that were not properly buried. We choose to serve the devil forever. We are legion, for we are many. Over there..

In fact, I'd been so high, I hadn't even noticed when I'd just started accepting everything. Davey's dead. Oscar Turnbull isn't human. Angels exist. You're a witch. Oh, and that demon you're now sleeping with has a Gospel written about him, because he's not just the son of Lucifer; he's the most powerful creature alive and the future of the world rests in his reluctant hands.

Zeus asked quietly not to disturb his mate, who had fallen asleep with her head on the countertop. Cronos muttered in response, "I think it has something to do with what he already is." Resting his elbows on the counter and steepling his fingers, he continued, "Demon is a true-born demon of the underworld. He was not sent there for punishment; he was born of the darkness that belongs to one of the most horrifying of places. The place of his birth does not want to let him go. Demon is not strong enough to fight it." "Can't anyone do something to help him? Leo will be devastated if the Demon does not survive." Evelynn sniffled as Cronos wiped the tears from her cheeks. "We all will," she added

In the hall, she checked if had the keys and the phone in her purse, then ran outside, closing the doors. Damon was awakened by some annoying, buzzing noise, so stood up slowly, stretching lazily. He was a tall, muscular man, brown-haired, with gray eyes filled with a magnetic glow, and was surrounded by an aura of mystery that attracted women to him. His hair was cut short and he was dressed in a leather jacket and black velvet pants. Damon didn't even take them off to sleep, so didn't have to get dressed. In addition to beauty and mystery, also hid a dark secret that people did not notice - he was a demon, a completely evil creature whose main purpose was to lead people to the wrong path a

Katarzyna kept batting her eyelashes at the demons as she killed them, Don't ask me, how am I supposed to understand girls? Then, I sensed a nonsensically powerful being, and it shook me to my very core. I used my peripheral vision and I found him. Dean Olsen, my best friend. Clad in all black, he could pass for a fallen angel, even Lucifer himself. And that hair, that hair. It was such a beautiful contrast to the clothes, it fit in perfectly. This was Dean Olsen and now that I see it, he didn't just have the power of a God, he became one. A higher one.

he sneered. I asked what he meant, and he pointed to the distance, where a strange entity approached. It was a gloom being, resembling the fictional Grim Reaper. "It's Azrael's little pet," Belzebub said. "You humans call him Death, and he's coming for Deli." My heart raced as I asked Belzebub to stop Death, but he merely laughed. "Why would I help the demon who betrayed me once?" he taunted.