Novel & Cerita Demon Lord Milim

I mean, where the fuck do you expect me to find the femur of a century-year-old Demon Lord or the nipple of a siren… I didn’t even know sirens fucking existed, and isn’t being afraid of a nipple fucking ridiculous. Carmine laughed and I was offended. But the big concerning reveal was that my stalker demon, according to the rune, was a LORD. A fucking Lord! And not just the kind that does something right—or wrong, I guess—and gains the Lord title but those that were fucking born into Lordship. There are said to be only eleven pure Demon Lords and that’s just really fucked up for me because… well… why me?!

Anaya's eyes widened in shock as she saw his appearance. “My name is MAMMON, I am a warlord from the abyss and a loyal servant of Lilith, the goddess of darkness. I am here to carry out orders given to me by her: wipe out all the council members and replace them with abyss demons. The new world is coming, and you will not be alive to see it,” he said, rising from where he stood. “What in the moon goddess's name?" Anaya said with shock on her face. Mammon suddenly rushed at her and landed a heavy blow on her stomach. Anaya yelled in pain, coughing out some blood.

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.

It was the statue of a man who stood with an axe in his hands ready to strike. Damian stared at the statue, his eyes turning redder than usual, "Arise from the stone, Simon" he said and suddenly, the statue started shaking and breaking off to reveal a person. The person dropped his weapon to stretch, when he turned hi s side, he saw someone who he was surprised to see. "Lord...Lord Damian?" the man called in disbelief. "Simon, it's been long" he smirked. The man, Damian addressed as simon quickly bowed to Damian, "Milord"

-MILA- I huffed as Lobo gently but firmly shoved me into the chair, slamming the door of the cabin shut. "Who has been filling your head with lies about a cure?" "Lies? How do you know it's lies?" "Because we are supernatural beings, Mila. We are chosen by the moon Goddess. There is no way she would allow a cure." I raised a brow, "Oh really? If that's the case, why did she allow you to become half-demon?"

Both Ciel and Dante just nodded in agreement. “So,tell me Lucifer about Mila’s new temp amante.” Dante asked the italian word rolled off his tongue, and he sipped his drink. I could see how serious he was about this and knowing Dante he was very unpredictable. No one knows what he would do to Elias, not like I would care. “Well He’s a werewolf, an Alpha king to be exact and they soul bonded.”

Isabell smiled. "My dear friend," Isabell said as she stood and smoothed out her scrubs. "Isabell," Mila said. "It has been a long time." Isabell's eyes flicked to me for a moment then back to Mila. "You only have half the fracture." Mila narrowed her eyes. "Your contracted demon got in the way." Isabell frowned. "That's impossible. He has very specific instructions." Isabell snapped her fingers. Remi's shadows coalesced out of the trees. He stood with his head bowed at the edge of the circle.

I am not under any form of duress or coercion to pay heed to this agreement. I have the full and conscious understanding that once this never-ending agreement is made, there is no order, above or below, in any world or dimension, that could possibly break the bond formed between the parties involved in this agreement, nor the agreement itself. I will relinquish permanently unto the demon, Logan, all ownership of my soul once he has accomplished the mission stated on his side of the agreement. I have acknowledged that once this agreement is signed, neither death nor time can unbind me, and this contract shall never be disputed or argued.

“I’ll leave. I don’t want trouble with you, Mortyss. Everyone knows what happened with the last Lilim who messed with you.” The mention of the first Lilim was the trigger. I advanced. My hand closed around his throat and lifted him against the wall. His feet dangled in the air. His yellow eyes widened in panic. “You don’t touch her.” I growled, and my voice was no longer human. It was the voice of the demon I tried to hide. “You don’t look at her. You don’t think about her. You don’t come near her. If I see you within ten blocks of this club, I will rip off your wings and use your bones as toothpicks. Understood?”

Kyle said, hands in his pocket, “the possibility of Lord Daemos Kraelith lifting the curse is… near impossible. So don’t bother.” Nathan frowned. “Daemos what?” “Lord Daemos Kraelith. Ancient ruler of the 7th dominion. The one who created the hellhounds. Master of the beasts your lovely half-werewolf and demon cousin murdered. And by the way, he’s the 3rd in command after Lucifer.” Kyle shrugged. “He’s a selfish bastard. He doesn’t lift curses. And since our darling Nicholai killed his pets… well… let’s just say Lord Daemos doesn’t take that lightly.”