Demon Pride นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I would have prepared for their twisted ways. The calls grew louder. Ten million. Fifteen. Twenty. Each number was a blade cutting deeper into my pride. Each shout was another chain, binding me in shame. I gritted my teeth beneath the tape across my mouth, my chest rising and falling with fury I could not release. They were not looking at a god. They did not see power, eternity, or wrath. They saw only a prize object. A rare object to buy and sell. A possession to cage and display.

Sometimes I really don’t get their behavior. “…Right. Anyway, while our dad’s over there losing his shit, I should probably introduce myself. I’m the President of this club, but you already knew that. I go by Devil, but you can call me whatever feels comfortable. Our dad goes by Chaos… and well, you can probably guess where that name came from.” I blink. Is he serious? “You’re awfully trusting for someone in your position. Shouldn’t you, like, demand a DNA test first?”

The creaking of the giant double doors sent a wave of fear through the chained-up man and gestured that it was a sign for him to stop what he was doing, but the fear quickly morphed into a burning rage. The doors swung open, revealing a man whose body is chiseled to perfection. His dark suit wrapped around his body, his green eyes devoid of emotion as he surveyed the scene. This was Lucien Belucci, the man known as the Devil’s Incarnate, the most infamous name in the mafia world dubbed devil’s incarnate for being cold, merciless, and having no regard for life. “I knew you’d betray me. Bastardo!” the chained-up man snarled in a thick Italian accent, the veins in his neck standing out in rage.

Kastriv growls, reaching out to grab my hand as a quiet reassurance that there is no chance has any interest in being set up with this stranger Atari has brought in. "My apologies," Atari grits out, before finally bothering to address me. "Aspen. You're a Demon." I straighten. I figure this was coming, since everyone with a hint of Angel-blood seems to be able to sniff it on me or something. "Oh...yes." Daisy flinches away a little, whereas all the Noble's stare. "That's such a shame, isn't it?" Atari look sad, tilting her head to the side, looking over me as if I'm wasted potential. Being around Kastriv made me forget how much most people hate Demon's.

he muttered through his shudder. "Draden, go tell my demon's Samson and Dane to go with the troops and retrieve more staff," I growled, eyeing the man rushing out of the room. My two demon companions, both gifts from my hellbound father, lead my troops. I eye Samuel and realize I truly dealt with idiots. I leaned back and ran my fingers through my short hair, I'm still so fucking bored. I watched Samson bending over my mess and grin.

this is tormenting me. [Demon of Sloth -Elite rank] The unique evolution of the demon race endowed with the power of sloth, one of the seven sins. ??????????? Class- Necromancer Special skill- Resurrect Sloth skill- Negate +15 INT +5 AGI OKAY choose Demon of sloth this instant! Hahaha, seven sins…. I remember fantasizing about having the power of sins. In fact, I know everything about them, this must be fate! It even has more skills than the dragon one, which means it is stronger right. Yepp obviously I won't change my decision.

They wanted revenge and vouched to claim the reign of the entire world of what they thought belonged to them. Not until the new prince of Evilandia was born. It possesses the power to control all demons and can release all prisoner demons in the underworld. This prince is fated to be the new demon king. However, the Council of the Gods was already prepared for this day to come. The moment the prince was born back then, they sensed his alarming power that could wipe out all beings. They knew that demons never accepted their defeat and wanted to rule all lands and would do everything in their power to quench their deepest desires.

“Intentions?” “Your father is no ordinary demon. He is known as Deus demon.” “Deus demon?” said April G. “Deus demons are a rare species of demons who have magic strong enough to challenge a god. Because of this, they can empower other creatures with abilities beyond human comprehension.” “Are you saying that our dad gave our moms power?” June asked. “Indeed. But it came at a price.” “What price?” “Us,” Madison answered. “Correct,” Hughley said. “Long ago, Zai was betrayed by a group of his followers. They used the same type of magic he granted him to banish him from the human world.”

His eyes were as dark as an abyss and was surrounded by vertical pupils, a hallmark of a demonkind. But it was the alpha mark on his left cheek bone, a crimson-tinted signil that confirmed what he was. A demon alpha. Ziva instantly retreated into me and I gasped. He had a struggling human wrapped around his fist. The human's face contorted in terror, eyes bulging, and mouth agape in a terrific scream, but the demon alpha didn't budge. Didn't even bat an eyelash when the human threw a spittle on his face. And then as if the roles were suddenly reversed, his mouth descended upon the human’s.

“I know what I saw. U guys hunting werewolves?” “What the fuck? Who exactly is this?" Chris said, taken aback by her bold response. Henry's POV “Fuck, please have mercy...you fucking me like a god!.." The harlot I was drilling was shouting and screaming. Mercy? I don't think so and yes I am a fucking god! I kept on unleashing all my frustration and anger on her small, petite body like I wanted to break her in two. I could feel her legs vibrating and shaking uncontrollably like she wanted to have a seizure.