Demons Of Pride Novels & Stories

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

"Barbarians. Why do I even bother trying to talk to you lot? I will not let you spoil my good mood. You don't want to accept my mercy. Very well. I'll take your life as an apology. After all, what do you expect to be able to do without your precious Prime at your side?" I snarled and took a protective stance in front of my pack. "Just because the Prime isn't here don't think we're soft targets." The demon clucked his tongue and pointed a finger at me. "You can see the rest of the army coming in, and yet you still choose to stand and fight? Not only barbarians, but stupid as well. Let me show you the difference of our powers, Prime lapdog. I want to watch you weep when desperation sets in on

Somehow, that only makes the guilt in my chest worse. “Good,” she says, patting my hand like I’m still seven. “Then listen to someone older and stop arguing like you know more than the Church. I’ve lived long enough to know what you’re facing, Angel. I entered this convent before you could even walk. Demons are God’s creations who chose evil. They are ugly, cold, and unclean. That’s all you need to know.”

Not only could he commit sins and still be free but he barely ever showed his angelic form. Usually, angels hid their identities when helping people but in any other situation they loved to flaunt their purity. A bunch of prideful, pretentious fucks that only knew how to hide themselves that was what the demons thought of the angels. “Welcome lords. As you’ve all heard, we have a certain issue we would love your help with,” the angel lord stated softly while swiftly glancing at the trio. One was a demon embodying lust and envy, the other embodying wrath and pride, and the worst of them all the one called their king embodying the sin of sloth, gluttony, and greed. Disgusting trash that he dar

He struggles to hold the older demon’s gaze. “If you cannot look a demon in the eye without flinching, you are far from exercising control of any form over that demon. As my seed, you cannot falter. Demons must squirm under your gaze. You do not cower under theirs. The legacy of Pride is not inordinate self-esteem or an ostentatious way of life. It is the firm, undying resolve to remain true to yourself at all times, come what may. What makes us authentic demons of pride is not arrogance alone. It is the uncanny ability to grasp the true essence of pride, nurture it into a fearsome monster and tame it, thus becoming its true master. We will resume this talk an

” Alfi steps on Leak’s body and points Pelidi to Leak’s head. “Tsk, You blasphemous dirty human!” Leak rebuked. ”We, demons will never kneel before you as what God wanted us to kneel before Adam!” He added with a disgusted tone. “I never ask you to kneel before me, and I don’t want to do the same either,” Alfi said. ”Why can’t we just live together? Will your pride as a demon be disgraced if you mingle with humans?” “VERY!” The whole of Leak body is turning red. ”I am a demon, the essence of fire and flame. Does it make sense for you to see burning flame kneeling before the fragile earth like you?! Don’t make me laugh!”

It might be true that Veronica didn't feel guilty about what she's done, but Tristan suspected that it bothered her that people kept reminding her and treating her poorly because of it. "I'm kidding, of course. The bloodletting is part of a ritual and it has to be given without coercion. That's why I'm asking you this," Veronica said after a while, but Tristan could see she at least half-meant it when she said she wouldn't hurt him because of Francesca. "I think this might be the first time a demon's asked me for a favor. Isn't pride one of the seven cardinal sins?" "I'm also the first full-blown demon that you know, " Veronica replied, "And pride is at the bottom of my list of sins, thank y

When I simply stated to everyone that, although I can’t fully give them what they wanted. Which clearly what they all also need and looks very much wanting it, but can’t because of their pride. When I provided them with another options naturally everyone would agreed to it in an instant. Sure they are prideful of themselves, but at the same time they were already suffocated with no other options left, after all, the Demi-Human race is innately honest and also prideful, that is just their natures. Thus when there is no other option, and the option that I provides allowed them to keep their little sliver of their pride intact, naturally they would jump on it and agreed to it immediately.

Something like hope and want. “You can’t? Do demons not love?” There were many curious things to ask about as our conversation went on. “Well, the way of life is very different here.” It looked back at the darkness of its dimension, “If I could, I want to experience human emotions but for all of me it isn’t possible.” “Why?” “Its against the pride of demons.” When it said that, it wasn’t much pleased. “So can you not be a demon?” It laughed, “That’s cute but demons take pride in their species.”

Don't leave them and keep feeling ashamed. I want you to be proud of yourself, your act, what you do and everything. What demons can I think of? The ones I normally encounter in people are habits which has eaten deep to the fabric of their souls that they become blinded without knowing that those things are still demons. Like... pornography, masturbation... That's the common one and it obstructs internal happiness though some people don't know. Smiling when you wake up even becomes difficult. Sleeping with a peace of mind even becomes harder. Dreaming while asleep and seeing demons even makes it worse. It's when the internal spirit has liberation that inspiration is born.