Demons Don't Cry Novels & Stories

She couldn't move nor speak, she didn't really want to cry because she knew very well that it wouldn't do anything for her, wouldn't ease her pain, so she kept calm and silently waiting for her fate because she kinda lost all her hopes. All of a sudden the red shiny portal opened in front of her sight, within a second Rachel felt someone's presence near her lifeless body... A strong sweet smell filled her nose, a masculine, rainy and wood scent... Her temples throbbed from the pain but somehow, this sweet smell, and its tipsiness was reducing all the pain from her... No one spoke, no one moved, no one even tried to... If they do, then the situation could have become worse... The demon king L

They hide, happy to have no smell or real bodies, because the places where they could hide were very relative. They see the demons putting the little creatures in cubicles and putting a hose in the muzzle of one, securing it with a strap. The cubicle immediately moves upwards, and they follow the movement with their eyes. Thousands. There were simply thousands of cubicles there. Each one with a hose, which represented thousands of new demons. Lucifron looks at Gary with questions in his eyes, and Gary shrugs. - I'm hungry. – the four-armed demon says. – How many more do we have to harvest today?

Gods know I didn’t like that solution, but I had no other choice. Tendrils of smoke started to curl around the pentagram, dark, cold, unfeeling. Ak-kvir licked his teeth as he watched it, and his spit fell on the ground, leaving scorched patches in its wake. He wasn’t scared. They wouldn’t touch him. But me... Do demons eat half-demons? Of course they do. They eat everyone, with the exception of those who eat them. The men stopped twitching and stared at my movements as if mesmerized.

He stood there, all alone. -- “Do you feed on sadness too?” Chris asked the demon currently embracing him. The demon ignored him. People must be wondering why he didn’t shed a tear earlier. He honestly wonders how he managed to keep his tears earlier too. He couldn’t see any memories unlike the other times Damien has fed on him. He’s simply seeing void when he closed his eyes. He felt like falling to endless void just like the nightmare he had on his birthday. “I don’t feed on pure sadness. I can’t.” Damien answered after a few seconds. He finally let go of the human.

Demon… the same person who never flinched, who never hesitated, was terrified of something. “Don’t… do it,” he uttered the words again, his hands hovering around me, trembling badly. Then something warm touched my skin. I stilled. Another drop followed. And another. Not sweat… but tears. Demon’s tears. Demon… was crying.

he narrowed his eyes and added, “Demon.” “I’m not a demon,” I said, my eyes beginning to tear up. I’d cracked. He was a hallucination, this whole thing was a hallucination, and I was talking to it. I could feel it, just like it was real. Was this what happened? When you went crazy, did you know you were going crazy while not being able to do anything about it? He frowned. “Why are you crying? Demons aren’t supposed to cry. Are you a succubus? I’ve never encountered a succubus before.”

“all hail the big brother, The one who treated us fairly All hail the big brother The one who unified the demons in hell. We’ll remember your teachings And desist from our sinful ways. We’ll follow the path you laid down for us And be the righteous demons you wanted us to be You’re the one true leader of this wasteland. We wish you a long life and prosperity We yearn for your presence We’re waiting patiently for your return For the return of our wise, big brother…” When it got to the turn where they wished him a long life and wait for his return, all the demons’ faces changed instantly, as if someone were forcing them to eat shit. They pronounced every word with difficulty. Some demons were

Opening the burning portal again, he reappeared in his room, grabbing a bottle of scotch, he popped the cap, taking a swig settling himself down on his bed, he closed his eyes. "So... Do you wanna talk about it?" asked Patricia. "I.... He's really not going to hurt me is he?" sighed Hannabelle. "No," replied Patricia, "you saw his face..." "I was always taught that demons were evil," Hannabelle said quietly, "I didn't even know they could cry." "Neither did I," said Patricia. The pair were walking through the trees in a local park, it was a big place, there was few people in sight, perfect for a quiet evening stroll.

Tennebris gave me a smile when he turned around, but the gesture was not friendly at all. "I don't like to use that term. InVraxida everything we tried to do during the war. Everything we fight for. And everything we lost. We are demons. We take humans to the same path and still enslave them when they lose their lives on earth. That's all we do. But, of course, there are still some certain individuals who cover up their actions with kingdoms crammed with jewels, and dances with a lot of dance and food. "He cast an accusing look in Faye's direction, she showed him her middle finger. "When, deep down, we're all burning. We all hate this place. This world. And we can't do anything to change. We

She waited patiently for an answer but the demon didn't utter a word, not even a single word. April sighed as she bit her lower lip fighting back the tears that were welled up in her eyes. This mysterious creature kept testing her patience and she couldn't take it anymore."Let me out of here, you monster. Let me go!" April said in a loud cry as those tears she had been fighting back kept pouring. What right does he have to mess with her life? What right does he have to decide her death? The demon gave out a wicked laughter, a laughter filled with mockery and it irked her, it irked her that she clenched her fist wanting to punch that annoying handsome face of his.