Demon's Bride Novels & Stories

They nod respectfully as I approach. "Couldn't sleep, my lady?" the younger one asks. "Just needed some air." I smile, playing the nervous bride. "Three more days. I'm so excited I can hardly rest." They buy it completely, stepping aside to let me pass. I enter my room and lock the door behind me, my mind already racing with questions I don't have answers to. Demon summoning. Vessels for possession. What does any of it mean? What is Pete actually planning to do to me at that ceremony?

demon:- listen cali what I am going to say is listen carefullthithingsg are going to get nasty to her and on, so don't talk to me because they are going to listen to us, because those masks have the technology, so don't do anything stupid, don't talk about me and don't talk about my past, if you ever feel scared just hold my hand, and don't touch any part of me, I hope you understand me, don't say anything don'don't anything. Cali:- are you crazy how in the world I am going to do that, I am afraid, I want to go home. demon:- don't be scared I am with you and I will be standing next to you, no matter what happens just trust me, I promise I will take you home soon. ****************************

“Why should I live here when I—“ “You’re not a priestess here. You’re just a mere human; my human bride. You are well aware that your powers are nothing to me and mine is barely inflictable on you.” The demon came close, staring at Serra’s eyes. “While you’re away from your land, I will make sure no demon will step inside it and you shall be in my land. Do you understand, priestess?”

“Well, either way, it ends now.” “Oh,” the demon mocked. “So you want to end it that way. You want to be Beowulf to my Grendel?” The demon no longer looked like Kelly or Emily, but rather a bizarre hybrid of the two, a sibling maybe, or an impossible offspring. It made a “come at me” gesture to Janice. “No. I don't think I can hurt you.” The demon smiled widely. “But I don't think you can hurt me either, at least not right now. You need two points to do your little tricks, don't you? A gateway and someone to carry your power?”

Jessa shivered. "Have you killed one before?" "Nope, it's been centuries since a demon came to this realm, but recently I heard they are back." "Back for what?" "Well, they are back to take, um, the Dark Lord's bride." "The prince of hell?" "Yes, every millennium, he will choose a bride." "Was it humans?" "Always humans," Jessa sighed, "...poor soul!" She drew another mark under her name on the napkin she and Jason were using to keep score.

She didn't come out of the office and walked straight to the basement where her car was, she drove to the hospital. "Angela!" Lucio shouted when he saw Angela walking towards them. "Where is he?" Angela tried not to get angry but she couldn't stop herself from shedding tears and crying all the time. “Devil!” Everyone was surprised by what Cecille did to Angela, she slapped Angela hard. "You killed your brother, didn't you?" "W-what? N-no, Mom…” Angela struggled to answer. Cecille cries and glares at Angela, accusing Angela of killing Lawrence. "Liar! Only you will do this to him! You're a demon!” She hit Angela several times and Lucio and Javier stopped her.

One would barely believe he was in his eighties with how well he carried himself. "Apparently too important to tell me beforehand, Alpha," Hark eyed the elder. They both had a mutual dislike for each other—not that I care. "Tell me, Salem," I ordered, as Salem knowingly walked forward to speak. "I have been told by reliable sources that the Demon Alpha, Dravin Skull, has taken a bride." I tensed up at that, and even Hark was visibly frozen. "Do you know why?" I asked pointedly. "My guess is as good as yours," Salem shrugged.

Zac's eyes flicked around before hypocritically advising, "Lana, Cruz must be joking! He still cares about you. Otherwise, why would he prepare such a grand wedding? Look, he can't just bring any woman to upset you on such a joyous occasion! Lana, quickly explain to Cruz that everything you posted on social media was just to provoke him and for show! Don't let this make you late!" Lana instantly believed Zac, and her arrogant expression returned. She gazed triumphantly at me, acting like she had everything in the bag. "Cruz, you think you can provoke me by bringing any woman here? Not a chance! If you don't agree to my terms, I won't marry you today!"

It was nothing more than basic courtesy, but as someone who was treated as less than human by everyone, his small acts of kindness made Prince Leander the kindest person I knew. The guards finally led me to the bridal chamber which is near where the wedding would soon took place. The doors swung open and I was surprised to see the same seamstresses who took my measurements yesterday. “Lady Winter,” the head seamstress greeted softly. My gaze drifted past them. At the very center of the chamber stood the wedding gown. I stopped breathing. The gown was unlike anything I had ever seen. At first glance, it resembled a traditional human wedding gown—pure white, fitted through the bodice, with lon

My young mistress's betrothed was dying, and she ordered me to marry him in her place to turn his luck. People believed the joy of a wedding could drive out sickness and misfortune, and that a dying man might be pulled back from the grave by it. "The royal physicians all say Lord Blackwell won't live past seven days! Why should I marry him only to be buried at his side? "He's never even seen me. You can marry him instead. "You're nothing but a lowborn maid. Being allowed to marry the regent is the luck of a lifetime." Before I could react, the glowing words appeared before my eyes again. [Celeste is such an idiot. What does she mean, he won't live past seven days? Lord Blackwell has the