Demon Hatred Novels & Stories

"Now you're mine!" Men's fingers slid along the spine and tightly clasped the thin neck, not allowing to move. Melissa slapped her hands on the demon's shoulders. Beat that there is strength. It seemed that now it is completely woven from anger and hatred. Hatred burning, furious, hot and exciting.

Most people they've impacted refer to them as having strong self-esteem and self-confidence, yet they're really unpleasant and arrogant. "Don't you dare," warned the Demon of Fear. "Just go check it out, Zeoling, and let us know what happens next," Laziness urged, to which all the demons agreed. "Brothers, I bid you farewell. I look forward to seeing you on the planet," Zeoling, the demon of hatred, ascended, sending shivers through the earth.

I struggled against the surge of rage at being called by that name I detested so much. “You don't sound like a believer,” I murmured, threading my fingers through my hair while letting the rage simmer at a low degree. I could only handle this demon if I was in control. “I'm not a believer of cowards, and most importantly, I hate it when these cowards walk around high and mighty, expecting the whole universe to worship their hypocritic asses, and thinking they're untouchable.” My lips curved in a smirk. “I'm untouchable, you vile demon.”

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.

So I would stop feeling: the hammering ache in my heart, the echo of his cruel words in my head. He hated me because I was a human. There had been hints all along that I failed to notice. Pathetic human. Pathetic human. Pathetic human! The boldest, loudest sign. Again and again. I laughed out loud, shaking my head. Funny how his whole kind hated the humans as if we were the ones killing them mercilessly.

he said smoothly, "even when it’s locked from the inside." He clicked his tongue. "I thought you were smart enough to know that, Ivy." My fists clenched. I hated how he said my name like it was a joke. I hated how my desperation amused him. I hated everything about him. With mocking ease, he added, "Calling someone who answers to me… to betray me? That was bold. Stupid, but bold." "I hate you," I muttered, my voice trembling. He adjusted his cufflink, gaze cool. "Save your hate and your energy for tomorrow."

She explained what had happened to Angel, and I was completely surprised when I realized that it was the same Angel who had saved my life a few years ago. Plynish demons had tracked me down and thought it would be a great ‘fuck you’ to Dad if they killed me. Most demons loathed him because their own creator, Loki, worked hard to feed hatred against Dad because he supposedly, according to Loki, hated all demons, and that was why he created Nabello demons and a couple of peaceful demon species.

Julian’s POV Her face seemed pale, “I hate the dark..and I don’t know what’s in there” she said in a faint tone “Trust me..you’ll be fine” I said, holding onto her gently. I was sure she wanted nothing to do with the darkness, I mean, I hated the dark once before but the moment I accepted it, I knew it was for the best. I came to become one with the darkness after years of being scared of it, it all happened twenty years ago,

—registered his mind that was seething in hate. After all, he was the boss. He was the one with the power and control. But Sara did not listen to him, of course, she was ignoring him like he was just something annoying. Austin turned red, and his jaw tightened from anger. He was seriously not a fan of being disregarded, and especially disregarded by someone he thought would crawl through the floor to please him. He felt a massive surge to put his dominance out there, to let Sara know who the real boss was and let her know that it was not her.

She lifts up her hands in surrender. "Okay, I'm sorry. My bad. I just had to ask, okay? Just for some little confirmation." I chuckle and shake my head before glancing at both of them. "Well, I guess you are right about that, Luna. We actually need to talk about this, probably some other time when Damon is not around, but I can directly grant you both one thing – there is no way in hell I care about that lunatic. In fact, I hate him with every fiber of my being, and I wish I never ever knew him because, Lord, you guys are personal witnesses to all the endless tortures he has been raining on me ever since the day we met. So please, how do you expect me to care about such a kind of person?"