Demon Diva Novels & Stories

Gunderson asked. “The incubus knows who and what we are. Speak. Incubus. Introduce us.” Anders commanded. The incubus stood as if he were pulled up by invisible strings. He was pretty pissed about it. I managed to hold back my laughter. “Gentlemen, may I introduce you to the Vasili and Vasilia of the desire demons. Anders Damon and Madison Coto. The king and queen of my people.” He said stiffly and with a little sneer when he said ‘queen’.

Mom asks out of partial curiosity as she sinks into the couch, her legs crossed on the island table. "She's old, full of wrinkles, and can barely lift a cup, and me?" I give a little twirl, "I am young, succulent, and beautiful. A typical Aphrodite's rebirth and might I add, a goddess in bed." I wink at the last part and she makes a gagging expression. "You need prayers, Adelina," she shakes her head, "In fact, you are a lost cause. A full session of exorcism can't even save you."

"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?"

KAYLEEN These things can’t be real. The doctor is gone but I’m not taking them. I’m not going with medications and I’m never gonna believe her. “Why won’t you believe her?” she’s speaking to me again with her creepy face. Her hands touched my cheeks and she leaned closer. “You are a demon. You are a murderer.” Her whispers made me feel like my blood is on its boiling point. “See? You are angry!” she added and dodged my hand attempting to grip on her arm.

Lativia was merciless as she did not loosen her grip. “Save her… save her… please,” Davina wailed. Clyde was at a loss and so was I. “Her heart has been consumed by demonic powers. She is not your daughter, she is not your sister. She is a husk of the person she used to be. It is better to let her go,” Lativia said. Despite wanting to protest, I knew it could be true. She was a higher-ranking demon, probably cultivating this power longer than anyone knew.

It appeared as if she had been fangirling his minor activities too. The demoness closed her eyes and waited for her body to respond to the cum which was spilled on her body. Zoravec carefully saw her actions of absorbing the lustful mana which in utter sense meant absorbing his cum. He had no clue how she was going to do it because Devi' face and chest was covered in his cum.

The rogue lay crumpled against the far wall, his limbs twisted unnaturally, the cold gleam of his blade dulled by failure. Shards of a shattered mirror glittered across the floor like fallen stars. The scent of scorched air, blood, and something unearthly still hung in the room. Diva stood in the center, her bare feet planted firmly into the cracked wooden floor, her breath ragged but steady. Her hands—still curled into claws—trembled slightly. Not with fear. With power still humming in her veins.

Or perhaps they chose not to. At night, alone in Elinor’s room, Lyria sat before the mirror. “You are Elinor,” she whispered. “You are Elinor Avelaine of Valmere.” Little by little… she began to believe it. ⸻ One afternoon, while taking tea with relatives, one of them tilted her head and said: “They say the Demon King has already chosen.” Silence fell like a shadow. “Chosen what?” Lyria asked carefully. “His future consort.”

“Why would you think so?” “Demons cannot die unless killed by other supernatural creatures. Why would Lucian be an exception?” “Because he is not entirely Demon.” Roshan said as a matter of fact. “True but he could have died and come back to life, just like Irene.” Irene had died after giving birth to Lucian but she had come back to life because she had demon blood in her system. When she came back to life she had become partly Demon. Lucian was already partly demon which meant that when he died his demon side could have saved him and he awakened was a fully Demon. But then again Demons could track other Demons so why couldn’t they find him, Roshan wondered.

Even she can't deny that the Seraphina is beautiful, so why does her irritation with herself keep growing? Melissa know that she is the most beautiful one in the entire department. She does everything she can to enhance her beauty and match their boss, Devon. Melissa is super proud of herself because she's the only woman Devon trusts to prepare his milk. In Melissa's mind, getting closer to this guy is a must, even though she knows he's intimidating. After all, he's the mafia king, and she's doing everything possible to catch Devon's attention. He wants the demon fall for her, even the demon is already in love with an angel.