Demons Will Charm You With A Smile Novels & Stories

Gu Huan said in a low, yet childish voice. "Pufff!" The cup from which, ZouMi was drinking water was about to slip from her, and she chocked on his words. "Revenge? How?" "By..." He smiled mysteriously causing ZouMi to raise her eyebrow. "By... Dancing for you." And he started with expanding his hands, while shaking, then crossing his legs one by one. Singing in a childish voice. 🎵Haalla lla laa, hue yaa. Hee hee, Bum chicki chicki chick.🎵

But wait… “Yes I am. I’m evil Majesty…I am always evil in your eyes so it’s better to be a demon until the end right?” Why his voice does seem so familiar to me?

He had flawless skin, icy blue eyes, dark luscious hair, and a smile so devilishly beautiful. My mouth almost fell open because, what the hell. I knew demons had a strange kind of beauty to them, but I never expected this. I thought he was going to be normal looking, not like someone who ladies would drool looking at. He stretched like he'd just woken up from a long nap, rolling his shoulders and grinned at us with a perfect yet annoying smile. “Well hell, boys... and girls,” he said, wiggling his fingers. “Oh, it's so good to see you boys again. Missed me?”

~DAMON~ My smile radiates the whole library, but does not reflect on my heart. It’s a reflex action, something I find myself doing often even though it's the last thing I want to do. Smiling, throwing jokes, these have been a coping mechanism that's etched within my soul, an addiction I can't free myself from because it never feels like an addiction. “Damon!” Elvis in third year slaps my back mindlessly, drawing me closer to him. “Our dear vampire prince, will you grace us with your presence for this night's party?”

It was different from all the smiles she had shown Rose in the past. That smile was unrestrained, evil, and triumphant… Like a demon from the depths of hell, shedding its human mask and revealing its true nature at last.

My demon was more than happy to come out to play. ***

The contradiction is so perfect, it feels rehearsed. “Maybe they’re mistaken,” I say, trying for a smile I don’t feel. “People mix up faces.” “You don’t mix up John,” Demon replies with a half-smile that does nothing to hide his worry. “Not unless they’ve got another handsome idiot around here in a suit and perfect smile.”

Demonica said. “Who is next?” Demonica said after she licks her lips and I look at her face to see this scary grin as her look suddenly to me with a creepy looking grin. I look at her when she turns to look at me, she raises her hand and I am drawn face to face with her. She holds my jaw and look at me. I just look at her. “Ehmnn smells so sweet. Your soul smells more pure than of those lowly peasants.” Demonica said sniffing me.

the demon said, “It won’t harm you. Just a little sidetrack until you reach your happiness. My curse is…” Rose’s ears swallowed his words, her eyes widened. Her lips were speechless after what she heard from him but she couldn’t react. She watched as from the demon’s head a horn appears. “What do you say?” The horn continue to grew like a sheep except it was darker in the color of maroon. His smile widened even more, showing just how happy he was to find a new toy to play with. “Do you think I will get a better offer from other demons than you?” She asked directly for the demon to laugh.

Charlie had gotten used to her biting habit—it meant she was completely lost in the moment. Candice bit him again through his shirt, right over his chest. “I just want to bite you.” His strong hands slid along her shoulder blades. In a low, hoarse voice edged with pain, he muttered, “If you bite me to death, who’s going to make you happy?” “You’re a male demon,” she said, undoing his buttons one by one, looking up at him, “Demons are immortal.” “….” Charlie tilted her chin up and looked into her eyes.