Novel & Cerita Demon Lover Book

But Stefan was caught up in pride, and I was acting on how I— feel. Demons had two feelings lust and vengeance, I used to believe what I felt for Eve II was love, but as I said, demons don't adore anyone apart from their selves. I enjoyed fucking her in the forbidden areas of the castle she'd take me, allowing me to pound her deep, pulling out her hidden climaxes, Perhaps that's why she tolerated me, kept me around, I was one of Hell's best soldiers but apart from that, I was just an incubus, a sex demon, designed to bring ones' sexual fantasies to life. But I— cared for Lilith, not in a way an incubus as myself should, for the first time I ever, I think I am I capable of loving.

Especially with a demon. One of my first books had been about a werewolf and a succubus. It was one of the most terrible things I’d ever written, but was hugely popular. That book was what gained me the following that kept us fed before we started robbing banks. This was nothing like I had written.

Hellion called out panicking as she tried to shook his shoulders. “Xegris! Xegris! What are you doing?! Stop! Stop this! I don’t like this!” Hellion sobbed as the Demon just looked at her with his crimson eyes filled with warmth. He slowly stroked her cheeks as the fingertips fade bit by bit. The demon smiled as the every drop of his tears felt like a endless shed of love. “I love you.” The demon choked as he body slowly disappeared in the wind. “At least, remember that after you finally woke up.”

Memphis crying to please her, she's now on the edge of the Ravine with just one wrong step she will fall in that deep sea down her. "No! I told you, I will end this miserable life of mine, I t-told you!" Fleur cries as she turned herself to faced Memphis, but when Memphis tries to get closer to her Fleur step backward that literary gave them all goosebumps by hearing those little rocks falling in the deep sea.

His arch enemy was hard to find. But a few years ago, he had found out who was his arch enemy. It was an organisation called The Demon Hunters. The Hunters was a large organization runned by humans who go around catching and killing demons. They strongly believed that demons harm the world and people. With their existence, humans can never have peace. They have a strong hatred towards demons and demons vice versa.

“Yes, but with short distances like this, it’s not a problem.” “What about teleporting? Can you do that?” “Can demons do that?” “How would I know?” I shot back. He chuckled, burying his face in my neck. “You’d think she’d have learned something from living with one for months now.” I sent my elbow into his side, but he didn’t so much as wince. “She hasn’t. Said demon has been preventing her from learning about demons.” “The books aren’t accurate. They even spelled my name wrong.”

The trauma of finding out that I was an orphan and no whereabouts of my biological family, wasn't enough that I had to deal with these new issues. I kept breathing in and when I felt a bit calm, I turned around and went back to my room. Suddenly, my eyes met with his eyes and I felt a spark ignited in my heart. It was unexpected and I was scared to see him in my room. I recalled if I locked the door or not. "If you are wondering whether you locked the door or not, then the answer is yes!!! You have locked it but I am a demon and no physical bond can stop me." He said while staring at me.

I shivered a little at the thought. "No one else?" I asked. "Oh yes," he purred to me. "I'm really good," he told me and smirked. "Plus it's in your contract with me. You can't be with someone else even if you wanted to be, but you won't want to," he promised me and kissed my lips again. "A demon's lover can get very possessive and usually won't try to be with someone else... and I'm one of the best demons." He smirked and then thrusted against me. I gasped and blushed.

she bowed and left. Lucian went to bed. He suddenly remembered when he told Hazel he wanted to sleep with her in his arms every night. Today he missed her and his demon craved her. He lay down and shut his eyes but his demon refused to let him sleep. He kept imagining Hazel’s n.a.k.e.d body, her soft her, her sweet scent, the taste of her lips. Lucian ignored his bodies response to the images. He was used to this. When his demon spilled blood it always got hungry for flesh, and if it didn’t get what it wanted it, then more blood would be spilled.

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"