Devilish Demon Novels & Stories

Until the next five minutes, he released his arm. Wiping all the tears..and staring accusingly at Alex. "Don't tell me... You are the devil in my dream?!" Alex smiled. "So you're the demon?!" Accused by Alicia with an angry face, there is an annoyed and disappointed look in her eyes. "Loh… hahaha. How come I'm a devil! I'm still alive... I still have a shape… I am still warm!” He answered with a very annoying face. Alicia hit his chest again. Why did she meet this kind of divine being?!

The hideous creature with the vauge shape of a male commented as it also moved closer to the window to take a look at the girl, his tall frame overreaching Nicholas' 6'5" with his long pair of horns that curved upwards. He looked like a sacrilegious product between man and devil, with a mouth filled with razor-sharp teeth and those slitted yellowish eyes, his facial features looking more devilish than man. The rest of him was equally appalling. A muscled and male body but with black charred skin, his fingers though extending into long and sharp claws. "You should know that I used your appearance. And she happened to like it so much," the demon barked out a sharp and grating laugh. Nicholas r

The place was terrifying, the whole cave was painted in red human blood. "Can you tell me more about an demon?" Ryan asked. "A demon is an evil spirit. There are good demons and there are demons who do evil. We are controlled by our revered master, the devil, his chambers is the largest of all and he resides in another mountain entirely. We use diabolic powers gotten from the devil. We are evil gods. We live where humans don't reside, we live far away in the woods, deserts, near the graves, some of us are ghosts, spirits of the dead, especially those who died by violence or those that were not properly buried. We choose to serve the devil forever. We are legion, for we are many. Over there..

"Be as soft as The ANGELS But as dark as The DEVILS When it's the right time" NISHMA .. .. [•16+ mature content] Withering in pain, frustration, and embarrassment crawled upon her as Nishma's body shook uncomfortably in unreleased pleasure. "But You missed it" She heard him saying, mockingly and these words stabbed the heart of DEVIL as a fire enraged her. "Mission accomplished"< Demon spoke in his head and danced at his victory.

How dare they let their voice reach outside the room? “You both have guts to talk sh*t behind my back, hm?” he coldly said, ignoring the shock as if a dirt in their faces. He smiled, not reaching his eyes, a warning to their inappropriate display in a sacred golden room, “You're ignorance to even secured the place for damn talk-shit is what's make you both a powerless. Bare in mind, you're not the devil here, it's me!” He looked at the young man, a very man of Denever who immediately recover from shock.

Why do I have to suffer a barbarian life? In the process of falling in love, I lost everything in his hands. My heart failed to discern the devil in human form. And look where he plonked me. *********** This book is purely fictional. All characters are only author's imagination. There is no resemblance with any living person. Lastly, this book contains some non consensual scene that can be upsetting.

I don’t want to actually summon anything…let alone the Devil. I sink down onto a velvet settee in front of the window and run my fingers over the dark purple velvet. There have only been firsthand accounts recorded about what happens when the Devil is summoned, and no one knows exactly how accurate those accounts are. No one knows for sure what he looks like. Some reports describe him the way pop culture does. Tall, horned, with the face of a goat and the body of a lamb. Others describe him as a handsome man in a suit. We went over it briefly in my advanced-level defensive magic class, and it’s one of those subjects the professors here don’t like to talk about in fear it could encourage an i

David Carson David Carson is a well-known young billionaire who is widely admired for his philanthropic activities. However, behind his public persona lies a dark secret - he is actually the notorious mafia kingpin known as "Devil". Despite his reputation as a heartless and ruthless individual, David manages to maintain a façade of a successful businessman to the outside world. David's criminal activities include smuggling and murder, and he takes great pleasure in committing these crimes without leaving any evidence behind. He uses the black money earned from these illegal activities to fund his charity work, thereby creating a false impression of himself as a generous benefactor.

"I won't stop until 'he' acknowledges that I'm better than he will ever be. I will show him that even a monster...can still be human." His eyes met mine as soon as he spat his words and I gulped. His appearance all together held nothing but malice, hatred and pain. This kind of behaviour was both astounding and unsettling. I've never seen him show so many emotions all at once...And more importantly, I've never seen him look so dark and devilish.

somewhere inside of me I know he is right because this doesn't have anything to do with Zee if Ash theory is right. "She's the devil's spawn." Brandon states and I smile a little. "Actually, demons are the devil's spawn." I correct and Brandon rolls his eyes. "Whatever, then she is the demon's spawn. That kind of makes her grandfather the devil. Good enough." My smile widens slowly. "Actually, the devil's name is Lucifer and he was an angel of heaven before he fell so he's still an angel so technically you're calling her an ang-"