Demon X Reader Novels & Stories

With her forefinger, she beckoned him to come. Like a wild and hungry animal, he sucked and licked her cunt as if it was the end of the world. Valencia pushed his head deeper between her thighs, moaning as he licked her sensitive spot. He increased his pace. By now, Valencia have already reached her sixth climax. Oh my God! She moaned. Her s@x slave was good! Good at pleasuring her and fulfilling her desires. Good at making her feel like a true woman. All these years, she has been fighting and hunting down demons. Her subordinates and fellow partners were all men. She was the only female demon Hunter who killed the most demons, this earning her respect and fear. She was brave and courageous

"The center of the Earth. Where the only way to survive is to become a demon without a soul." Elara looked at the iron key, then at the two human men beside her. "Then let's get to work," she said.

“The iron in the bullets and daggers will kill lower-level demons, but nothing over a level two.” “Levels?” “It will be explained tomorrow before our first mission,” I tell her, needing to get away from her scent—away from her, period. I pick the box up, placing the diamond demon bomb back inside, and ignore her protests as I take it to my room. Carefully, I leave it on my chest of drawers and grab the book beside it before returning to Lila. I handed her the book I had as a kid. “You need books more than you need weapons. Welcome to Demonology for Beginners.”

I’ll make this quick or fuck knows what I will return to. I hop into my car and hit the road, transforming into my alter ego, Xavier Vorden, as soon as I reach the wilderness. As a demon, I possess the unique ability to assume various identities. I adopted the persona of Xavier to portray myself as a hedge-fund investor, but in truth, I am hired by people to inflict pain and eliminate those who have done them wrong. It’s a mutually beneficial arrangement - they keep their hands clean, and I get to indulge my demonic nature while getting paid. It’s a win-win situation.

The query provoking Xavier’s quivering pupils to shrink, they darted around to the dark corners of the chamber. “A phantom. No, a demon, I’m sure.” He muttered. The words stumbling clumsily over his lips, Allen asked his next question despite the man’s gradual loss of coherence. “It was a demon and not rogue wizards who attacked you in your home?” he said, his brows furrowing together mildly at the slight inclination of his tone. His eyes ceasing in their search for the phantoms that plagued him, they jerked towards Allen in a vicious motion to issue his reply. Eyes wide and canines showing, Xavier spat, “It was the very hellspawn I raised!”

he suggested, his voice resonating with strategic intent. Ralph focused his gaze on the decaying house, his eyes glowing with an otherworldly energy. Through the power of his x-ray vision, the walls seemed to fade away, revealing the hidden secrets within. "I perceive two demons lurking inside," Ralph reported, his voice filled with a sense of urgency. "One stands guard at the entrance, while the other feasts upon the flesh of the unfortunate."

I'm ready for sleep, but first, I'm going to start this new romantic book about demons. Humming to myself, I leaf through the introduction pages but find myself drawn to the cover image. It's somewhat distracting. There is a shirtless demon daddy on the first page. He has dark hair, blazing eyes and a nice tattoo on his chest. I giggle as my fingers touch his abs. "Of course, you have a six-pack..." I mutter. "You must be heavily retouched. Men like this don't exist in real life, but damn, whoever designed you sure was talented..."

He barks out a laugh, making me jump in surprise. "What kind of witch are you? Can you not read?" My cheeks heat up more, but now from anger. "I can read!" "Really." He flips the book shut before leafing through the first few introductory pages. "'Demonology'." "What?!" I rip the book out of his hands. My eyes land on the first few paragraphs underneath the introduction. 'Demonology: How To Trap, Capture, and Keep Your Demon. A How To Guide On All Things Demon Related. Magic, Curses, and Keeping Your Demon From Magical Outbursts'.

Looking up, Xolvion could see what looked like a popular tavern across the road, filled with people and bursting with delicious smells. As if in response his stomach growled and his mouth watered. "Alright, I get it." He thought, trying to calm his hunger. Xolvion walked across the road to the doors of the tavern. He finally opened it, seeing that it was full and booming with life as all sorts of people ate and drank while laughing and sharing tales. Xolvion entered, trying his best to avoid any unwanted attention from the locals. Thankful he had no horns like other demons, and his appearance was mostly human, other than his slightly pointed ears which were covered by his hair, meaning that

He lets out a guttural roar, his claws scraping against the tabletop as he slams his fists down. The other demons fall silent, their attention focused on the spectacle unfolding before them. Hazel's heart races as she watches the scene unfold, her mind reeling with the realization that she has been thrust into a world where violence and chaos reign supreme. Damon's gaze never leaves Hazel's face as the demon's outburst echoes through the hall. With a wave of his hand, the creature falls silent, its eyes still blazing with a feral intensity. "All hail Lord Xorax, my most trusted general," Damon announces, his voice booming through the chamber. "He has brought word of a potential threat to our