Demon Of Love Novels & Stories

Ashton shook his hand reluctantly, eyeing the male carefully. "Damien and you are?" The Demon's voice as sultry as before. The angel breathed deeply before answering. "Ashton. I'm aware you're here to negotiate the new treaty?" A deep chuckle escaped the other male's lips. "Oh right to business and no fun I see? What a shame. Such a waste." His words causing a light blush to form on Ashton's otherwise ivory skin.

Alec explained. With his looks I know he really believed what he was saying, but I don't care. All I care about is me talking with him. "Well I think the guy demon is not so great as he is painted. He seems to be just some frustrated old ugly loser of a guy that has no respect for human lives" I said with a grimace. Alec burst into laughter flashing me his dimples which is one of my weaknesses. I like it when his dimple deeps in. They make him look so cute and I fall in love the most. My heart kept pounding at the sight of it.

The next day I woke up, I am now the fiance of the Demon Duke in the Kingdom of Franche-Comte, a kingdom that believes in religion, however, it has a Demon Lord living among its people, Duke of Dubois Castle, or known as Lemon. He holds my hand tight and trails kisses to my pulse, ever since I have known that this man is a Demon who saved my life with the contract of fulfilling his desire, he frequents my room almost every night. “It is not money, and not my title as the countess, also you said that it is not my soul, what is it that you desire Duke?” he paused and those jewel red eyes looked at me intently, he climbed onto my bed and even closed the distance between us. I could feel the war

Kryon then removes his wrist from above her mouth and leans down over her, and just before his lips meet with hers, he whispers. “I love you, my Beloved.” Kryon and Cleo are soon surrounded by Alexander, Margret, Chris, Harlen and the few other high noble vampires who could fit into the private garden, their eyes going wide in shock as they watch the purple-blue ribbon of light surrounding Kryon and Cleo get brighter and brighter.

the demon said, dragging me back from my thoughts. “Can what?” “Love. Contrary to common belief, demons can love. He did.” He almost whispered the last part. I knew Satan had formed an attachment as an angel, but the way the story was told, it became an obsession after he fell. “That wasn’t love,” I grumbled and Harper glanced at me with narrowed eyes. I realised I had spoken it out loud. “Why wasn’t it love?” The demon asked, “What is the difference?”

Finally, he sighed as he relaxed once my fingers went to work. “Eros is an incubus demon and must have sex to take the life force from humans to stay alive and to pay back Lucifer for the inappropriateness he tried with his daughter,” he said softly. My fingers froze as my brow furrowed. “He is a real demon? Did he try to seduce the devil’s daughter?” Nodding he said yeah and nudged me to keep petting him. “So he has to be a man whore to stay living? That seems like every man’s dream,” I muttered sourly and Samson pffted at me.

Demons- I thought- of lust, of desire. Now, don't roll your eyes. Desire demons take far too many forms to just say mine was a succubus thing- I didn't summon them just to get my rocks off. Lust demons are the deal makers, the insidious, the Djinn. They meet us humans at crossroads, grant us wishes, fulfil our dreams. They are exactly what you want them to be. Be careful what you wish for.

Lily gave a nod and blinked her eyes. Damien sat on the other chair there and started speaking. “You are missing soul, Miss Evan, and let me tell you something my main work is to catch the missing souls which because of a certain reason escape the death,” declared Damien. Lily’s eyes widened but she was unable to speak anything. “Mark Scott is a Devil and he is involved with a human romantically which he should not. Well, that’s your personal matter and I hope you two will solve that as soon as possible. Now, let’s come to the main point for which I am here.” Damien lifted his hand slightly and a scroll appears in his hand with a blue flame around it.

“I was drugged, but I honestly doubted it because I was partly aware at first -" "The drug found in his system is called LoveBe. It's supposed to magnify emotions, attraction, and sexual urges. In smaller doses, the sexual urges are not that powerful, but the more you ingest the same, the more your urges intensify. That's probably when you lost awareness," Detective Bernard suggested. "It really just depends on the amount of substance you took." "So, your first reaction was a typical manifestation of the drugs. It was already playing with your emotions and your head when you took that first beer."

And there is nothing more that Oliver despises more than Demon's. He took me in to dominate me, to own me. In some sick, twisted way, he enjoys inflicting pain upon me because of who I am. He genuinely believes I'm incapable of loving, of being loved, and that he is doing me a favour by making me his wife, keeping me safe from other men like him. He lets me go, and I absently rub the spot where his grip seared me. One day…one day I will watch him bleed out on this very floor, begging for mercy while I watch, holding the very knife that will end his life.