Demon Of Jealousy Novels & Stories

And she was kneeling at his altar, offering herself in ways she had never imagined. This woman belonged on her knees. Belonged to him. He would burn the world down to keep her. Like this. With him. The thought made his chest roil with anger. A sharp, territorial heat ripped through him—jealousy, obsession, need—twisting together until his vision blurred at the edges. The idea of another demon seeing her like this… touching her… it made his flames climb the walls.

She said with a sly smirk. Realization dawned on me. “You sent that demon to kill me. You fucking made me think I was killed by my own mate! You murdered my child and ruined my life.” I gritted out. “What more do you fucking want from us, Saffra? You fucking knew your mate had tried to kill Kaizen first and he only acted out of self defense. I don't think you're fighting for your mate because you wouldn't be in love with someone else when you have a fucking mate. No, I know what the issue here is. You're so pained and driven by the burn of jealousy that you would do literally anything to make sure the person you loved isn't in love with someone else. Fucking admit it, you didn't give a shit

"I don't want anyone except you in my life." The message was from Austin. A surge of anger flashed through Daimon’s eyes as he read it. His jaw clenched involuntarily, his hand tightening around the edge of the blanket. He couldn’t deny the sharp sting of jealousy piercing his chest. Even after five years apart, just the thought of another man wanting her was enough to ignite something dark and possessive inside him.

] The shop owner immediately sent back a string of question marks. Me: [What's wrong?] Shop owner: [Please tell me you're joking! That's not an incubus! That's a demon, and the most dangerous kind at that!] Incubi had markings. Demons had them too. For someone unfamiliar with the difference, they were indeed hard to tell apart. Everything made sense now—why Raven never needed to feed, why he insisted he had no owner, and why he always caught himself before saying too much. That night, when the enforcement officers conducted their search, they were looking for Raven.

"Then you must know that there are demons who carry out the suffering of the people who are doomed there, yes?" "Yes," "Well-" Cleon steadied himself on the seat. "One of this demons, is called Aszres." Leonidas stared at him. "It sounds familiar. I think she mentioned him but I was barely able to pay attention. Who is he?" "He is from Tartarus. He is called the demon of despair here," Cleon replied. "He is the type that feeds on every single negative emotion and thoughts that you have, making you think that everyone around you hates and wishes you dead while you neglect other necessary needs for yourself. You would be too deep in fear and hate to go close to anyone or take care of yourself

Drexel said. I sighed. I never knew Tyler Bresfort was the definition of what everyone called him here in Vino. A DEMON! Now that I know, I have the strangest urge to tame this Demon, to bring him to his knees... To watch him beg for his miserable life. I wanted to punish him so bad for what he did to me, for the way he used and neglected me. I was always there for Tyler, through thick and thin, ever since we've known each other, I was always there to satisfy his needs, I was always there to comfort him and to let him vent his angers through sex.

His frown only seem to deepen with time. "It was weird and scary when Maddox reacted that way..His eyes were— "Gray" He finished.Tension happens to linger in the air, somehow I feel there's something wrong or maybe about to happen. "How do you know?" I asked.The man before me heaved out a sigh. "Demon is trying to take over Maddox completely.Those gray eyes only come back when it's stronger and succeeding in taking control.I have warned him countless times to not use demon.It makes him strong for sure only to lure him into the trap"

"I thought that if I could summon a Greater Demon and kill it with evidence to present to the Caucus, they'd let me be a part of their world and finally accept that I also had something special in me. I admit my plan was way over the top. I was a desperate, stupid eighteen-year old. "Perhaps a Raum or Dragonid demon I might have had luck killing, but summoning a Greater Demon, a demon that had existed before the birth of Hunters, infact a child of Lilith and Lucifer, was unthinkable among Hunters, but I was so desperate to prove a point to the Caucus, my mom, and Hunters at large, that one faithful night when my mother was out, I stole a couple of her spellbooks, a box of chalk and a Celesti

Said the demon and my tears won't stop. I felt betrayed by my own family. Why didn't they ever tell me that secret? No wonder this demon had his eyes on me and I have felt his presence several times. Still, they never bothered to say a word about this. This was unacceptable. I needed answers. This demon raped me because of this bloodline and now i hate to be one of those creatures. I wasn't a creature but I wasn't less than that. The anger made me float in the cave and the demon gasped when he saw my hands and my body started to glow. I will never bear any children for him, even if that means I have to die.

Kumara stopped fiercely holding Alif's hand. Alif was surprised to have his hand geld by Kumara and immediately walked away. "Don't be weird. First, I don't remember you because I only recently met you. Second, I respect Doni, so I can't mess with his wife. Third, I swear if it's jenglot, witchcraft, or strange things, you will know the consequences," warned Alif loudly. (Jenglot is a scary object in the form of a demon doll which is believed to be the incarnation of the devil and alive). "Stupid," said Kumara coldly.