Demon Of Love Novels & Stories

“I always thought you hate me, Master Kaja. But thank you.” Master Kaja scoffed, looking to the side and back to pulling herbs. “I do not hate you, my dear. I am only worried about what might come of you.” “What do you mean, master?” “A love between a demon and a human. The last time we witnessed such love, it started like spring but it ended in winter.” “Why? Can you tell me more of it, master? I am so into the last heiress’ story. I want to know if what Blue and Lady Miranda said is true.”

, not because I hate the mate bound but because I wonder where is mine? As the world changed around her but yet her heart was still empty, the Lycan stumbled upon a certain Demon who was as sly as the snake from the garden of Eden. She wasn’t pleased with his corrupt practices but yet she let him live to see the next sun rise. She had visited him in his house and soon the Lycan began to feel emotional attachment with the Demon. As sly and conniving the Demon was he as well had fallen into deep love with her, as forbidden as their love seemed yet it was so right to them.

“You’re wrong...” “I DIDN’T LOVE YOU! I WILL NEVER LOVE YOU!! WHY WOULD I LOVE SOMEONE WHO KILLED MY MOTHER?!!” “What?? W-What are you t-talking about? I didn’t kill anyone...” I swear, I didn’t kill anyone. He’s mad at me? I do not know why and I am confused by what he said that I killed his mother. I can not kill a person... I can’t do that. “Don’t lie to me, Eunice! I hate it when someone lying on me! You’re such a demon!!” I bit my lower lip, did I hear it right? H-He call me d-demon?

KAYLEEN These things can’t be real. The doctor is gone but I’m not taking them. I’m not going with medications and I’m never gonna believe her. “Why won’t you believe her?” she’s speaking to me again with her creepy face. Her hands touched my cheeks and she leaned closer. “You are a demon. You are a murderer.” Her whispers made me feel like my blood is on its boiling point. “See? You are angry!” she added and dodged my hand attempting to grip on her arm.

He casted a spell on it that could make me look like someone else in the eyes of people for the time being. I doubted it at first, but now I can see that it’s really working. Back in time, whenever I walk in the city, the people in the streets will run away with such horrifying expressions. Of course, I was known as the Demoness who only do evil things to others, it was normal for them to be scared. And I love that. I love when people tremble in fear when they see me. Because if I am that terrifying for them, they will not have guts to take what’s mine. They will not have a chance to betray me… to hurt me. It’s such a shame that no one recognizes me now.

On the other hand, lower demons always had a ravenous appetite. That was how they replenished their strength. “Are you coming?” “Give me ten minutes.” In the meantime, I took a walk across the clearing and took a handkerchief out of my pocket, drenching it in the blood of the scarred templar. I’ll summon you later, and we’ll have a talk. The road back took just twenty minutes. Naturally, nobody had noticed my absence. I put all my trophies together with the demon’s remains and lay down on my bedroll.

“I know it sounds crazy, but I do. I didn’t expect it to happen, but it did. And now… I don’t know what to do.” Ashley’s heart sank. She had feared this. Amelia had always been the more trusting, more optimistic one of the two of them, but falling in love with a man like Demon was playing with fire. “Amelia, you know who Demon is. You know what he’s involved in. He’s Adonis’s right-hand man—” “I know,” Amelia cut her off, her voice shaky but firm. “I know exactly who Demon is. But he’s not like Adonis. He’s not the monster you think he is.”

A feeling that tore me apart, broke me into pieces, and made sure there was not any single remains left A feeling that no fucking amount of shitty "Sorry" could ever heal, a feeling worst than any kind of pain, you name it: Gunshot, stabbing...This feeling like a wolf was the "Ultima", and it was this same poisonous feeling that got mixed into my blood, and turned the remaining part of me into a living dead, a demon, anything that was bad and wrong, you name it, and made emotions become nothing to me The demons in me made love become something so far away, something that couldn't be found in my dictionary, something so unreal that the word "Love" looks like nothing but a lie...well it was, t

My heart hasn’t stopped pounding since I read it and I tried to act like everything was okay, like nothing could happen but deep down… not so deep down actually… I was afraid that this demon would succeed. I didn’t know what her problem was with us… this Lilith. We’ve already fought her once and Cannon died because of it. Many others died. I didn’t need to hear her story twice to know how evil she was. To know what she could do. From Hilda’s many lectures about creatures to me, she said a few things about demons. They’re passionate about the first thing they ever decide to do with their lives and are even more passionate about their first love, even if it was infatuation and they maybe just

"You deserve someone better than me." He placed a soft kiss at the base of my neck, "Only you Verena. I love you because you're the only one who ever accepted me for who I was, you didn't turn away from my demons, you embraced my scars." His lips traveled to my throat, "I love you because when I was weak you were strong enough for the both of us." He kissed my jaw, "I love you because you made me want to live again." He kissed the edge of my lips. "But most of all because you love me so much more than I deserve." He whispered before claiming my lips once more.