Demon Puppy Novels & Stories

After all, I ran away from home to be exposed before I returned to Mom's cage. "Come here," he ordered. Like a robot being controlled with a remote, I took one step after another until I was just an inch away from him. I felt so small, standing this close to him. How can he be sexy and tall at the same time? I won't say he's God's favourite because he has so much blood on his hands. Demon was created by the devil. "Touch me, Papillon," he said softly, a dangerous softness that slid right under my skin. "I want your hands on me."

“Hellhound milk is acidic enough to burn through flesh. No other mammal I know can produce anything similar.” My insides twisted into tight knots, and I glanced down at the ailing puppy. Every ounce of my being urged me to help her, but I didn’t know how. I turned to the kennel master and asked, “I don’t suppose we can ask a demon for some?” Rocco didn’t respond for several moments, and I already guessed his answer. Demons couldn’t pass the wards of Shifter City, let alone the double layer of barriers that protected these kennels.

Caden knew immediately, it was Demon. He knew because all the other hounds never made a sound. Only Demon did the talking while the others surrounded the victim, waiting for Demon to give the attack command, then they would pounce, tearing the unfortunate victim apart piece by piece. Caden peered into the glowing eyes intently, then in a calm but firm voice, he said, “Here, boy… it’s me. Here, Demon… shhh.” He couldn’t risk a guard coming over to check out the commotion.

', She added smelling the scent in the air. 'We have to keep our pups safe and for that, we have to distract Jezebeth.', I talked with myself. For some unknown reason, I was not able to mind-linked Vince. That's why I decided to do what was best for everyone as of now. I tried to stand on my feet and felt my third pup still inside me. I then looked at the other two pups whose red eyes and silver eyes were the clear indication that one of them was the demon, while the other one is an angel. .

It was a sound I had never heard come from his throat, a sound I didn't think he even possessed. I moved closer, just enough to see what he was tending to. It was a Lycan pup. Tiny, no older than six weeks, covered in matted brown fur. Its back leg was clearly broken, bent at a strange angle. The pup was whimpering, its huge, frightened eyes fixed on Demetrius. "I won't hurt you," Demetrius murmured, holding his large hand out, palm up, in a gesture of absolute surrender. "Just a bit more. We need the bone clean."

How could a spirit be tortured? Rose groaned as she rolled over onto her back, smoke seeming to rise from her singed body. The demon just cackled as he watched them, the noise sounding like boulders grating against each other. His body was a deep red, almost as if it had been dipped in blood. His eyes were almost as dark as his body, with no whites to be seen, almost as if they flowed from his body straight to the pupils. He had pointy ears and two small horns in the middle of his slick scalp. His teeth were just as yellowed as Baltabek's, and his fingers and toes were scrawny claws that resembled small talons from a twisted bird. He wore no clothing, and just like Baltabek, seemed to have n

It laughed, pushing against the invisible boundaries of the psychopathic lords mind. Darkous nodded, carefully turning his attention towards the demonic creature within his mind. “Perhaps, though either way, I want the pup to go with us. If Dorian has succeeded in making her obedient, then we should have no trouble. Although, if he had failed then I may have to force her, either way; the pup will come with us and fight. Or suffer the consequences for disobedience.” The demon chucked, the vile sound filling the psychopathic lords mind. “Yes, it should be interesting forcing her to kill someone, or at least injure her uncles soldiers. But, the bloodshed is always my favourite part, especially

“Then why do you look like a cat?” “That my dear is due to a curse by a powerful demon,” Hughley said. “Demon?” “Yes, My dear. He is known as Zai, the Delta demon.” “Talking cats’ Magical bats. Now we have to deal with demons?” June asked. “Never even seen a demon before,” Elizabeth said. “Elizabeth. Each of you has seen a demon before.” Hughley corrected her. “When?” “Every time you look in a mirror.” His words adding nothing but confusion and fear, Bonnie asked what neither of the other girls could.

Frowning, I watch as he stalks onto the sand, reaches down and grabs two handfuls before coming back to stand in front of the table. "Here's an analogy for how much Demon blood you have..." he says. I breathe out loosely. This should be interesting. “Imagine this is a full blooded Demon. Only one such creature exists like that now, who is actually alive, and not cursed unground somewhere." He dumps an entire handful of sand onto the table, a few granules skittering across the surface toward me. I swallow uncomfortably, hating the sound of someone all powerful like that. "Wait-"

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.