Demonic Gundam Novels & Stories

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama TWO RAINAL "F**k"Red my favorite bitch screamed as I ravaged her mouth my demonic kisses which made her tremble to the core. Her tremendous heartbeat went wild against my chest. My cock twitched when she nibbled onto my lips. A playful grin appeared on my lips as I took her breasts into my hands. Her nipples were hard just like my cock. I scoffed against the thought of Red having a threesome with another man.

Ohh I am a spirit, of course I died! No, it can't happen. "What's happening?" Draco asked disappointed, Damina raised his brow at him and huffed, "you were right here weren't you." "You killed the poor animal." "Oh don't start," he sneered and disappeared. Draco stood there staring at space, oh no., It's the wrong time to do that honey, don't think about it yet, your punishment is best served cold. I grinned!!

Maybe he took his frustration out on my employee! I had to rescue my man. I picked up my bag laden with my protective armor and adequate supplies of biological weapons to eliminate the Flame Hounds. It was impossible to eliminate them otherwise. I called my only friend from the rehabilitation center, Derrick Bennett, who has been with me even after we left the center. He was a rogue now, after losing his fated mate, but had vast experience in all kinds of warfare. “Who do we have to face now, Felixe?” “Come over to my office. We’re invading Alpha Ambrose’s hideout to rescue my GM.”

Linking my arm through Jade’s I began pulling her along to follow the boys. “Come on, try to get there before the sun starts coming up.” We met up with the guys, which Kellan had already shifted into a large green Dragon, but while he was magnificent, it wasn’t nearly as impressive as Cyran’s Dragon. Once we were all settled on Kellan’s Dragon, luggage and all, Kellan spread his gigantic wings and flapped them a few times before taking off into the night sky.

Hence the gold beauty was instilled by the fire burning through their hard skin. The same beauty of the gold attracted the attention of every wolf in the world or any being which possesses life to admire old becomes the most charitable item in the world, a rare precious gift that everyone sees and bow. The same gold can also be destroyed by the same fire. In this case, the gold refers to the demon's clan whose strength is derived from fire and this same fire could also bring an end to them. Attacking them with fires in the first place when they are unawares will weaken them and cause them to be persistent in the rooms.

“Lord! Please run away! Demons are attacking! “Demons are supposed to be at the borders, how the hell are they attacking us!” Panic Gautbert reached out from below the seat of the carriage revealing a foreign looking black slender steel with a handle. As Gautbert opened the carriage door and aimed at the demon who's attacking one of his guards , a loud blast resonated as he pulled the trigger. It was an illegal weapon in the kingdom.

he said, fangs visible from his mouth. "Who....who..." "I'm your guardian angel" he smirked again. Arianna eyes opened in realization. Guardian angel? more like guardian Demon! "I won't hurt you. You summoned me" he said, Arianna gasped, No....she had summoned an angelic creature not this......dark being. Her eyes swept across his features, his skin was an ashen gray and he was shirtless, a mark of a claw on his right chest, long flowing hair that had been tied loosely behind him. He was smirking evilly at her, she felt her legs weaken. She was about to say something when Meena walked in.

The man fell to the ground, screaming in pain while Ares just rolled his eyes and threw the eyeball on the ground and stomped on it because squatting in front of the man. He grabbed the man by the hair and lifted his head up so they were eye leveled. “I told you I don’t do second chances but you are someone I’ve known for so long so I don’t want to kill you off just like that but if you don’t find a way to get me rid of this demon the next time we meet, I won’t just be taking away your other eye but also your life. Got that?” He pushed the man to the ground as he stood up then turned to Cornelius with a groan.

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

‘No matter what he says’ the three guardians councelled, ‘don’t talk back at him, never’ It was then that the men discovered that the earthquake was a voice actually. The ground before them lifted and presented to them the judge-the god of violence. His hands were tied to two pillars by the dint of very monstrous chains whih seethed and cooled. He, himself, was made of brine so that when he raised his voice with demonic indignation and bared his mouth in a snarl, one was sure to see and feel and dread him. He was every inch mad and furious and violent. Now as he spoke, the pillars astride him shook. And beside those pillars were giant gargoyles that stood to his beck and call.