Demon Waifus Novels & Stories

Behind him is a wagon drove by the manticores, a demon creature with a lion body and a bird claws, a scorpion’s tail and wears a face of a mortal with a row of sharp fangs. “Bonum vesperam, this is the child.” A green daemon has appeared in front of the door holding a girl shivering in fear. It was Aria, the mortal. The Dybbuk look at her keenly from head to toe and when he felt satisfied, he tossed a bag of golds to the green daemon.

“It is a forge. Two souls, hammered together until neither can be undone. Power flows both ways—my strength becomes yours, your life becomes mine. That is why the coven binds witches to demons. You are batteries to them, conduits for their wars. If I burn, you burn. If you live, I live. It makes you valuable—and expendable.” Aria’s stomach twisted. She’d always known the coven hid truths, but hearing it aloud, from his lips, made bile rise in her throat. “So they made me into a weapon.” “They tried,” Kael corrected, his grin curling sharp. “But they chose poorly. You are not a vessel to be drained. You are mine.” Her pulse jumped at the claim, but she forced herself not to look away. “And wh

Attacking them with fires in the first place when they are unawares will weaken them and cause them to be persistent in the rooms. After an hour of shooting fire in the air into the demon's clan pack. **PRESENT** "Attack!!" They all went in charging through the place to kill everyone. My heart was filled with gladness, my inner wolf kicking hard. Trying to caution me but my mind was already made up so I gave no concern. The baby in my womb also kick for the first time after two weeks of seizures in which I had given up that he or she must have been dead in my stomach.

Nyles said helplessly. Anastasia shuddered inwardly. She had heard all about that man. The demon wolf who had an insatiable taste for blood and death. They also said he had connections to the human world–a place her people have been forbidden to go because it was a place where they were worshipped–humans worshipped Faes whom they call Fairy. Offerings were given to them by these humans and the Faes thrive on this offerings. The people of her kingdom was highly protected, for they were the highest species in the Lorea Empire. Faes were also not allowed to step out of Vilinski for fear that the demon wolf was lurking around. And also because of most of them, no all of them, fear that they will

Brown used one hand and then grabbed the female demon's neck and lifted her up. “Please spare my life. I don't know you are a magician, if I know you are a magician I will definitely not disrespect you, I just want to know if my Brownie is still alive or not? I will definitely not harm Miss Luna." The demon woman begged for forgiveness in pain.

HERA "Hera, there's a demon here." I was having a glaring battle with Nami when Selene whispered in my ear and I arched my left eyebrow before tearing my gaze away from the bunny and shifted to her, I saw how serious her face was, she, along with Ivana,Ceres and Rujin who are the deities daughter who can sense a real demon around, though I can sense demons too, but I guess I was too distracted by this bunny who's still have the guts flirting with my man even if she already has Jonas.

"Keep reading, you'll understand more when your done" So I did. I memorised every face, every name, everything. Until it came to the last of the seven originals. It was a female, the only one. APHRODISIA SPECIES - DEMON / VAMPIRE / HUMAN / HUNTRESS AGE - UNKNOWN BATTLES FOUGHT - UNKNOWN. BATTLES WON - UNKNOWN. BATTLES LOST - UNKNOWN. CURRENT LOCATION - UNKNOWN. MADE TO LEAD. HEART OF STONE. AVOID AT ALL COSTS IF YOU WANT TO LIVE. RUN.

★★★ In a dark dungeon, cries and fetters were colliding with each other as if someone had dragged them. Their painful throats were asking for mercy for their lives. They did not want to die, but no one was listening to them. They were all deaf, trained puppets and devil worshippers. "How many women are there?" A tall, gentle-looking man asked a rough-looking man.

He took a step forward and I took one back until my back hit the wall barely leaving any space between us. His eyes bore into mine, “Then tell me.” “You are the Demon wolf.” “And yet you dare to defy me?” His tone was almost playful, but there was an edge to it that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. “Yes,” I swallowed hard. “I dare.” The room seemed to hold its breath. The men who had come with Carmine looked at me as if I had grown a second head. No one defied Carmine Moreno and lived to tell the tale. But here I was, standing my ground, defying the Demon Wolf.

It would also make some sense of why she could so easily slip into many different version of herself, honoring them and calling on the will to embody each sliver of herself. Her defiant answer was just the thing to kick in Blood’s lust for her energy, to taste the essence of what kept her body animated until there was nothing left. This moment made him understand why demons and succubi were often mistook for each other. Having the opportunity to ignore her needs and drink her soul dry of its life force showed him what separated them. As a demon, he wasn’t a slave to his thirst for it though, it was his choice to drink a little or all of her or none at all, unlike a succubus. For that gift, h