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“I was gonna apologize for bailing you. I should have been there with you while you were recovering, but looking at you so sick and in a lot of pain that I’ve caused, it hurt, and the guilt and that demon just got into my head, and I let it in. I should have fought it and realized sooner that what demons do, is taunt and haunt and feed humans and us with our guilt and mistakes. I’m so sorry.” “You don’t have to apologize. You did what was right and you saved me.” “Stop saying I saved you when I almost killed you.” “To save my soul. I think that’s beyond plausible.” I smiled. “Coffee? Or is it that every time you see me, you see that asshole, too?” “He’s beyond an asshole. He’s a demon.” “You

Heavenly art : icicle storm Several icicles begin to form around her with the weather changing drastically, demons attempt to attack her but are soon stopped by the launching of the icicles surrounding Diane, the icicles move at supersonic speed and cut down several of the demons surrounding her with ease, more demons seeing this attempt to burn her alive, creating a huge inferno to surround her DEMON WARRIOR #1 : Burn you human scum, burn!!!!! DEMON WARRIOR #2 : Ha-ha ( with a sick laugh) Diane is not happy with the turn of events and is worried with the intensity and movement of the flames, she looks around and sees no way of escape from her current predicament DIANE : I am not happy!!!! (

I bent over the dead soldier, my heart heavy as I realized that the same tattoo adorned his neck as well. he design was unlike anything I had seen before, yet there was an unsettling familiarity about it, a memory tugging at the edges of my mind. The tattoo depicted a flying demon, its wings outstretched, eyes aglow with an otherworldly luminescence. The level of detail was astonishing, every line and curve capturing the essence of the creature in a way that was both mesmerizing and disconcerting. The artistry was undeniable, but there was an underlying malevolence that sent shivers down my spine.

It's mouth hung wide open showing a display of huge canines like razors ready to destroy. We all stared at the paper. I didn't get the point Faye was trying to make by showing me this. So... It's a picture of a red eyed demon, probably from an old fairy tail considering how old and rusty the book was. "Faye what does this have to do with anything? "Ming chimed. 'Oh thank God it didn't have to be me.'

Alif was confused and hurriedly removed the hand covering his eyes. Immediately Alif saw in front of him a beautiful girl with smooth white skin, long straight hair dyed brunet with bangs adorning her forehead, Korean-style glowing makeup. Not only that. The beautiful girl wore a bling-bling shirt combined with a matching cardigan and tight hot pants.

“Are you interested in choosing to be a —“ “No!” She snapped, cutting Kenshi off. “I am interested in increasing my mana. No offense but I have no interest to be a full demon nor turn into whatever ugly form.” “How rude! Are you saying I’m hideous when I turn into my demon form?” “I—“ she scratches the side of her head, chuckling nervously. “Yo-You’re not hideously! You just look scary! Scary was what I meant to say! My brain just didn’t get me right away.”

Now, I need to finish this early and teach that demon a lesson. “Hello, Mammon, the dethroned demon king of Greed and Princess Cerina, the strongest but possessed divine mage of Celestia. How pathetic!” A demon in a lady form mocked us. She dressed up seductively. Her chest with swollen big breast almost left uncovered, as if she's boasting that she was blessed with humongous watermelons. Base on my calculations, she is six feet and 3 inches tall with her long stilettos that created sounds as she walk elegantly. She smiled as she kissed her finger then afterwards, she licked it like a lollipop. What’s wrong with this demon? She has two spiral horns on her forehead and long tail on her humped

"You keep talking down at him and giving ridiculous answers to all the questions he asked you" "It is not good, we need to prepare you for things like this" she said looking calm and brush her hair back Samael smiles at her and cover the distance between them, he help her push the hair properly to the back to stop it from getting caught on her face. ~ 'Is he really a demon? Or a playboy? He just brush her hair to the back with his skin grazing her neck in a provocative way or did she imagine it? Shaina slap his hands away and walk inside the house squeezing her cheeks between her palms.

They also brighten up the hair and the lips and really compliment the rest of her face. By then she excitedly began to chatter exuberantly about her collection. "I got excited because the painting behind you was made by Death. A mysterious artist who paints crime arts. And that painting ..." Sumire pointed at the painting behind the young man. She was still sitting on his lap while her left hand was resting on the man's chest and her right hand was pointing at the painting. Mr. Aslanov was leaned against on the backrest of the swivel chair and he tightened his grip on the maiden's waist so that she may not fall over on the side when she recklessly moved on top of him. "... is called the "Vul

His long tongue licked up the side of my neck and cheek. "You know us demons enjoy much more than mere humans, Mortas. I can pleasure you in ways you're not familiar with," he cooed and I rolled my eyes. Did no one know that Dane and Samson had been demons and one my lover. I chuckled and said,"I highly doubt that." His hand cupped my still soft member and I scowled at him.