Demon Hatred Novels & Stories

She took in a shaky breath before speaking, "I never really looked at things from his perspective. All this time the only person I've hated is myself. I was the one who pulled the trigger that day, I was the one who robbed my son of a father. I don't regret saving my baby, but I wish I'd done it some other way. I could have shot him in the leg or done something else. But at that moment when I saw my son lying on the ground, in a pool of his own blood, and my husband, he wasn't my husband at that moment, right then he was a monster trying to kill the thing which was most precious to me. I didn't even realize what I was doing, all I knew was that I had to save my son. After that day I couldn't

"Will you cut the crap? Do you think I enjoy seeing your silly arrogant face? I will give everything not to see your face ever again but poor me, I have no choice but to see it every fucking day!" "You make me sick Mila, you really do. You attitude stink. I hate you more than I have ever hated anyone. I hate you with passion and I wish you were never born. Your parents certainly made a mistake. I can tell they planned on aborting you but you escaped and........." "ENOUGH!"

He needs to feed his demon the lustful desire and attraction he felt towards her and after that he will become her worst nightmare. He hated her yet the attraction he felt towards her is dangerous, his demon wants her! She's going to be hurt. He'd never thought his demon could desire the girl he hates so much. He's not concerned about her being hurt, just needs to feel her embrace once again. Words couldn't describe how is body crave her touch the obsession

My senses chipped in and it was my turn to yell at him. Moving from around the counter, I stood before him, "What the hell were you thinking?" The devil opened his mouth to talk. "You are wicked, selfish and heartless to use me as a pawn in your games!" My voice croaked as I choked back tears. "I don't want anything to do with you. I hate you. Do you hear me? I fucking hate you!" “Calm down, woman!” the demon spewed out, flashing his fiery orbs. “Don’t you dare tell me to calm down!” I repeated through gritted teeth, “I can’t be your Luna.”

Damien POV I groan as I stirred from my sleep. A felt a silky cotton covering my skin makes me frown. I don't fucking own silk sheet? I opened my eyes slowly and observed my surroundings. When I glance at my side. Yes! No wonder I am in silky sheet cause I am not in my room, not in my damn own bed. I quickly untangled myself to the blondie girl whose sprawling naked underneath those sheets. And I don't have to guess what we both did last night since it's my kind of habit, waking in someone bed. Reason? I don't like other people in my room not my bed.

Afraid, she launched a pillow in his direction, but it missed. He was already close. He grabbed her throat violently and slammed her on the duvet. He leaned against her body and whispered in her ear. “I hate your kind, you're nothing but a measly human. Don't feel so special. If you're going to be my wife, I also have my rule. “Never come 10 feet close to me, or your head will roll.” He let go of her and stood straight. Ariel's breath hitched, she was panting hard. She was terrified.

Most of the times, only a master of seven hells realm can use a demon more than a hundred times to commit crimes. Dante was an evil spirit, he wasn't supposed to live for so long yet.. he was wherever i went. He knew exactly where i was everytime.. Who was that god with dark energy that knew exactly where i could go. Who was the dark god I trusted so much? Who was the one who hated me and my mother so much that he would be willing to make me trust him before hurting me. Who was the one that acted as though he wasn't easily offended but deep inside, he carried a lot of hatred and resentment.

Too different to be tagged as normal. This wasn't just anger, neither was it frustration. It was pure violent, murderous hatred. Hatred for Rowan, batred for his games, batred for what he did to Mira, hatred for ripping my life apart. And hatred for Darius, for looking at me like I was nothing. For letting me walk away. The moment that hatred stabbed through me, something else moved. No, it bloomed. Bloomed like a forbidden plant that had spread its roots so deep it was impossible to get it out without killing me in the process.

Cracks that started before Louis. Godric eyed the demon. He was so hateful. There was no pity in Louis look at the death of his subject. All Godric saw in his eyes was coldness and hatred. He got goosebumps. He felt it, he felt it clearly. The hatred of Lucifer. It went through his marrow and bone. Even the world felt this hatred, this dark aura, which was even stronger for Godric than usual. He didn't know what made Louis hate so, had no idea what had happened then. But there was a different feeling that spread in the father.

But before she could finish her sentence, Damon cut her off. "Shut up!" He seethed, his eyes flashing golden. Sarah took a step back. No, it wasn't his anger that had scared her...it was the raw hatred that danced in his eyes. She had never seen hatred so intense before, so deadly. This was it, the devil side people spoke of...the side that only knew wrath. Sarah could smell it, she could feel it in her bones, she could see it...this was the end of Mr. Nice guy and the beginning of the ruthless Alpha King.