Demon In A Suit Novels & Stories

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.”

Something inside of him whispered to him everyday that he was a demon. “I believe I am demon.” “Demons don’t believe they are demons, they know they are demons. It’s inside of you and it reminds you everyday of what you are.” This man just described what Lucian felt everyday. It meant only one thing, Lucian was indeed a demon. Then what about him being a witch? “These things that you killed…” Lucian began. “Yes, these hideous things were also demon. Different kind of demons.” He explained. Different kind? “And by the way, burning doesn’t work on demons, we are creatures of fire, and when you kill them you need to stab their spine. That’s the only way they die.”

Damien’s lips moved, shaking, at first silent, then in a broken whisper. “…nam us edat… debita ruon suov… suov edat ed… tpecxe suov sa… suov edat ed…” Each mangled syllable was punctuated by the demon thrusting deeper. The ridges dragged brutally against his walls. Every backward word forced another inch inside until on “sutats suov ed”...the demon bottomed out, balls slapping wetly against Damien’s ass, cockhead kissing his deepest places. Damien’s chant broke into a wail.

***** Eras Kingdom: Waking up from sleep, Demon quickly took his bath and changed into a nice outfit of black jeans and balck T-shirt which showed out all his muscles, biceps. Putting on his back boots he carried his bag and paused to look at the room once more just in case he forgot something important to him. Seeing that nothing of his was there he left the room and walked towards the reception. Another female was there and Demon smiled at the lady who suddenly couldn't find her voice. "Here are the keys to my room. I enjoyed my stay here," Demon said, dropping the keys on the table since the receptionist made no move to collect the keys from him. She was still in awe of his beauty. Demon

"You're not even crazy to go back to sleep! Open your eyes, Absinthe!” Artemisia felt like lightning had struck her body, causing her heart to almost leap from her chest. In one jump the young woman sat on the bed, feeling the energy running through each part gave body and mind. She turned her face seeing Geon sitting next to her, with a slightly rabid frown and a blue suit so rich that she looked like a baron. "Do you know how hard it was to get in here?! You look awful, by the way.” The demon said as he stood up, throwing the black robe at Artemisia.

Lucifer and I were close, almost more like brothers, and I enjoyed nagging him every now and then when given the opportunity. He was always wearing a three-piece suit no matter what the occasion, today his suit was red and appeared to be made of snakeskin. “Why did you come here, Damien?” He asked, sounding like he had no patience today. “I was wondering if you could tell me what it means when a demon and human have an electric connection by simply their touch?” He narrowed his eyes at me just as Hex had earlier and he looked down at me, “What do you mean?” His voice was a deep rumble that I felt on my feet, he was not in a good mood today.

Chris didn't budge, "Like I said, I don't care. I have to find the people behind my parents' death. They will pay. They will pay for everything." Chris flinched as he suddenly felt intense pain on his left wrist. He checked his wrist and an image started to etch on his skin. It felt like his skin is being seared, it continued for over a minute but Chris bore the pain. The pain stopped as soon as the image is completed. Image of a crown. "The contract has been completed." The demon gladly announced. Chris stared at the demon, "State your name demon." The demon laughed, completely delighted and amused with what is happening. “My name is Damien.”

demon:- listen cali what I am going to say is listen carefullthithingsg are going to get nasty to her and on, so don't talk to me because they are going to listen to us, because those masks have the technology, so don't do anything stupid, don't talk about me and don't talk about my past, if you ever feel scared just hold my hand, and don't touch any part of me, I hope you understand me, don't say anything don'don't anything. Cali:- are you crazy how in the world I am going to do that, I am afraid, I want to go home. demon:- don't be scared I am with you and I will be standing next to you, no matter what happens just trust me, I promise I will take you home soon. ****************************

“Not unless they’ve got another handsome idiot around here in a suit and perfect smile.” I laugh, though it doesn’t last. The air feels heavier with every step, and the sensation of being watched digs into my skin like invisible needles. Demon notices it too; his eyes—always defiant—now scan the narrow alleys and low rooftops with a tension he tries to mask under that cocky attitude of his. We turn the corner and find an old man blocking our path with a crooked cane and a stone-like expression. Demon, with that charm of his that’s half seduction and half provocation, tries to pry something out of him.

Kneeling down, she dipped her fingers in the droplets and drew sigils on the floor. It hadn’t even been a full day and she had to see another demon again. The summoning circle burst into flames, ghastly screams echoing in the room before a tall dark-haired man in a grey suit appeared in the middle of the circle. He was handsome but she knew it was a façade. Demons disguised themselves when they went to the mortal realm as their real form was too distracting. He narrowed his dark eyes at her. "I know you." "Hello,” she said. "I want to make a deal."