Demon Mama Novels & Stories

But I had always felt the emptiness, felt the hunger for affection. When my father died, I was pretty young and my mother left me even before that. So, I lived my childhood and teenage hood as an orphan. Not only that, I faced conspiracies of other wolves who coveted for the power and throne of the 'Alpha'. Who wanted to snatch the position which was rightfully mine. Losing my parents at an early age, I understood one thing and that was, if I wanted to be the 'next alpha', I needed to be strong and get rid of each and every one who would be an obstacle in my way. Just being the successor of the previous alpha was no longer enough. This is how I turned into a demon and I liked being one. I re

Edzar's father. Ariesta Collison is a beautiful princess with a unique face. It stands at 170cm, the figure most women dream of, weighing just 48kg this month due to post-traumatic stress. Her exotic yellow skin has become even more pale since he's been living like a vampire for months. Sunscreen. It still hums from its thick lips.

“What do I do with her?” “Be around her as much as you can. The magic will work by itself. Don’t hurt her. Explain everything to her. If she’s saving your life, you should at least be respectful,” the woman said. “How can a wolf and a demon mate?” he asked in confusion. “It’s a very interesting wolf you have there,” she said and hung up. Save his life? That was the only thing I could think of. Me?

The bright light shone on the needle that was still dripping with blood as the rude child, Charlie Smith, held it. “Oh my God! AIDS!” “Quick, run! Don’t let him near you!” All of a sudden, everyone started screaming and leaping out of their seats. Everyone in the hall was frantic and terrified. Charlie’s mother, Mary Smith, was also shocked by the sudden commotion. Her smile froze as she burst into rage. “What are you talking about? What AIDS?

Not even the birthplace of her mother. "No you don't, only the things your father chose to tell you. Your mother is a Greater Demon, Maddie. And she has been killing mortals all over New York. We need to find her and take her down." The tears that had been threatening to drop finally did, and Maddie curled in on herself, hugging her legs tight "I don't know what to believe anymore. I have a mother?" "Yes, Maddie, you do" "Can you excuse me? I need some time to process this, please"

I ask. "Well, take my case for example," says Meg. "When I met Harold, and we started to go out, I was told by his father that because I was human, I would go through heat. I do every now and then, and maybe that's why we have so many kids, but point being, I do go through heat even though I'm only human." "But your case is extremely unique," says Diana. "I don't think there's ever been a case in which a half breed of angel and demon has been mated to a werewolf. And even if there was, we have no record of it."

"Some say it's a curse, while others believe he was born with it. All we know is that he must be stopped." As we continued walking, I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread settle in my chest. The Demon werewolf sounded like a formidable foe, and I knew that we would have to be careful if we were going to stop him. As we walked, I turned to my stepfather and asked, "Do you think we should tell my mother about this?" My stepfather hesitated before responding, "I don't think we should. It will only upset her, and we don't want to worry her unnecessarily."

"How can this be? Our sources said that your mother had been burned to ash. Tell me where this place is and I will fetch her myself!" "I am afraid it is not that simple. It will have to wait till the storm outside is subdued, and I have cleared our name." "There is nothing to prove, Arlen. Those lowlives out there hated your mother, and no amount of proof can change that." "What if I can heal their lands and cure them of the plague? Surely that must mean something." "We will not dance to the amusement of those who turned your mother into a ghost. Now tell me, how do I communicate with her?" Caesar said, desperate to overcome this new challenge.

He called out to his daughter Katia to inform her that Gaia was requesting her presence in Demon's room. Hyperion watched his mother, her footsteps purposeful and unwavering as she moved toward the pack house. A sigh escaped his lips, heavy with a mixture of frustration and confusion. What was it about... Demon, this creation of Hades, that made her so determined to ensure his survival? The thought nagged at him, but no answers ever seemed to come. He couldn’t fathom why she was so attached to Demon, why she fought so fiercely for his existence. His mother would only reveal her truths when she felt the time was right—when she thought we were ready to understand.

But when she looked at her person she gulped in shock. It was no other than Demon himself. "What you were trying to do? Did you just dare to rise your filthy hand on my mother?" Demon asked. His sound was like a furious beast. Katrina started shaking in fear. Demon held her hand in his tight grip. Katrina cried out in pain. "Be grateful that my baby is inside you or I will go to show what can Demon Knight can do. " Mom put the soup bowl in front of her" Demon said to her mother.