Demon In A Suit Novels & Stories

Deep breaths Verena, deep breaths. He was the only guy here who wasn't wearing a suit, he wore a black leather jacket with a white V-neck shirt underneath which showed off his muscular build perfectly. His hair was slicked back a little untidily with a few rebellious strands falling loose. He had a light stubble around his jaw which made his already sharp jawline seem impossibly sharper. Even in his casual demeanor he was by far the most good-looking guy in the room. I noticed a few other girls eyeing him appreciatively and I felt a pang annoyance but it disappeared as soon as our eyes met again.

“Let me introduce him to you. “This is Demon who ranks first in underground boxing. “His only hobby is to eat human flesh. Thomas Mayo, let’s feed him with your flesh today. “Demon, eat him!” Demon curved the corner of his lips slightly, and he rushed toward Thomas swiftly. His extremely high speed was incredible.

“Then why do you look like a cat?” “That my dear is due to a curse by a powerful demon,” Hughley said. “Demon?” “Yes, My dear. He is known as Zai, the Delta demon.” “Talking cats’ Magical bats. Now we have to deal with demons?” June asked. “Never even seen a demon before,” Elizabeth said. “Elizabeth. Each of you has seen a demon before.” Hughley corrected her. “When?” “Every time you look in a mirror.” His words adding nothing but confusion and fear, Bonnie asked what neither of the other girls could.

Once again congratulations on becoming a demon. Ban: Ahhh. I totally forgot about that. Demons are long lasting creatures and not to mention the fact that I might really have to take- take over the Avere- -- ( Ehhh???... why am I feeling so dizzy all of a sudden??.. I can't keep my eyes open. My hearing is bad too. What is happening?) ''BAN? BAN? BANNNnnnnn.......''

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

I said through gritted teeth. “I guess we will never know.” Drake replied to me. I followed his gaze as he turned to look at something to his left side. A mass of demons appeared and began to march towards us. They moved to part down the middle and my attention became anchored on a sharp dressed man walking from the center of the crowd. He was tall, with pale skin. He was wearing a black suit with a red tie that fit so well I would wager that it was professionally tailored just for him. His shoulder length black hair was gelled and combed back out of his face. His confident footsteps left prints that sizzled and smoked in his wake. It’s about time the bastard showed his ugly face.

He stood there until the demon approached him with his most qualified move. The demon proceeded with an indissoluble rope, which, according to him, was probably fit to capture the king of hell, and then what had to happen had happened. Alexander’s standing was his weakest phase, where he brought his devil to the zenith to crush the outnumbered demons if they stopped him from reaching Bella. The demon was forcefully stopped by an invisible levitation, sank to his knees, and fell to the ground. The pain was crushing his bones, could be heard, his scales slowly scorching as his eyes looked at Alexander in terror, knowing his end had come.

Will Caleb ever accept that he won’t be the only man in my life? He tosses the fruit across the room. It sails past my ear with a whistle, but before it smacks into one of the filing cabinets, a long pale hand catches it. A dark figure emerges from the shadows, and sharp glinting canines pierce the flesh of the grapefruit. A grotesque smile upturns thinly pressed lips, and a trickle of fae grapefruit runs down a dimpled chin. “Such a pity.” The demon unveils itself to be a handsome middle-aged man dressed in a tailored suit. His eyes gleam like ruby shards and my wolf recoils from him. “I do believe none of you will be my next intern.”