Demonic Dancing Novels & Stories

Valentine scoffed aloud. Maybe his father was the ringmaster, but he foolishly kept faith in the wild beasts of the jungle. No one even realized how under his nose, they slowly started digging his grave. But the sad thing is he wasn’t buried alone. With him, the entire family was laid six feet underground. One of those coffins held Valentine’s soul as well. It was connected to his mother. The cold acts of a demon corrupted his humanity and sowed seeds of vengeance in his heart. In place of kind-hearted, he transformed into a ruthless bastard.

Her eyes were blazing with a fierce light as she spoke. "I am a completely demonic bitch now, made of hellfire," she declared "Nothing can burn me anymore because I am made of fire." As the masked mafia men continued the sex, Alexa leaned into each thrust with a perverse sense of enjoyment. Each thrust seemed to fuel her ornery, her laughter still echoing through the room. A demonic laughter. Alexa lost in her madness compeletely. There is no going back. In the midst of the madness, Dionysus was a picture of indifference. Accustomed to the brutality of murder, atrocities, and every kind of violation, such orgy didn't even make him flinch. His attention is still on his phone and wines.

“Even if I make a deal with a demon, I won’t let them trample on me.” That night the wind carries and blows the hatred of Veta to the evil.

“You can stand aside and watch as they practice. When they're done we move to your first lesson.” I stood close to the wall, leaning on it as I watched Seb and his partner moved gracefully. I was in awe as they twisted their bodies. They danced conducting rituals to the Goddess using fire, a white and red linen and a wooden bowl. It was fascinating as I've never seen such moves before but I was also unnerved. The dances involved dangerous rituals which could hurt both parties at the slightest mistake. When they were done, I wanted to clap and cheer for them, but Instructor Karl gave them an unimpressed look. He pointed out their mistakes and told them he expected better.

“Maybe I’ll keep her once she has given birth to my children. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a pet. Or maybe I’ll sell her off, let someone else put that pretty cunt to good use.” The demon stood back, leaning down to pick Kade up, tossing him away like a piece of rubbish. Burning red eyes turned on the fallen-angel who was still trying to complete the summoning spell. A cruel laugh echoed through the room as Dante walked over the bodies of fallen fighters from both sides. His amusement was only tempered by his rage and the feral glint in his eyes. “Do you honestly think a pathetic summoning spell will stop me?” He growled. “I’ve been planning for this moment for years, Lucien. Don’t y

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. ****************************

I would bet my fucking castle that my human was in there. Opening the door slightly, I was shocked by the view. My human, dancing and singing on a bed to a song about boys to Aklan and Luzo, who sang with her. Unheard of. Demons weren't supposed to have fun. We were serious creatures, always out for more power, and not enjoy unnecessary things. And then it dawned on me. The little minx put on the same song from when I played poker.

Demonica said and she closed her eyes and I see these certain dark scary woman showing as Demonica glitches as if she is in a video game. “Show me the darkness deep inside, let the darkness bring out everyone’s dark secrets and let the darkness devours everyone’s heart. Awesh agatarahem elohem ahenemo.” Demonica like a spell and the dark cloud starts to widen then disperses leaving some glittery shinning black dust that is thrown to everyone. “What is happening?” I utter in confusion as that glittery black us fall around everyone. I watch as everyone suddenly begins to struggle but then there is this dark aura starting to cover their body.

My tail hung inert, without the strength to move. She danced before me. Lilith. Not the first, not the mother of all demons. A Lilim who had taken her creator’s name as a throne. Hair red as fire, eyes green as poison, skin white as the bones of the men she had devoured. She danced naked under the moonlight that entered through the open roof of the temple, her hips drawing slow circles, her hands running over her own body as if it were the most sacred thing in the world. It was.

His cock leaked steadily onto the white linen, soaking through the embroidery. “Please… breed me… fill me… on the altar… make me yours… fuck the prayers out of me… please fuck my ass…” The demon roared, primal, victorious and slammed home with punishing force. His tail wrapped around Damien’s cock, stroking in time with the thrusts. The ridges battered Damien’s prostate relentlessly, milking it, forcing pre-cum to spurt in rhythmic jets that darkened the altar cloth. Damien’s chant dissolved into Latin gibberish, backwards fragments mixed with pleas and moans.