Does Sanemi Eat Demons Mga Nobela at Kwento

The way Geon looked at her was a little scary. “Umn... So... What makes me so... appetizing to demons? Like, is everyone going to feel like eating me?” Artemisia asked as she flipped through a random book on Delfine's shelf. The dust that came out of the pages was enough to cover an entire room before dying, how long has it been since she stepped in that place? "Well..." Geon started to speak. "Basically all humans are edible to us, but by 'us' I mean blood demons." He put a cookie in his mouth and wiggled his fingers creating a pattern in the air made of smoke.

"Every month, a hundred women must sacrifice their lives, or the curse tears me apart. What sorcery did you use to withstand it?" He found nothing. Of course he found nothing. There was no charm, no medicine, no talisman. I was simply feeding on the curse he thought would kill me. "I do not know," I said innocently. "Maybe I fell in love at first sight. Maybe we were lovers for several lifetimes. Why not believe that?" I blinked up at him. Succubi had their methods. One look, one softened breath, one little pout, and even the Demon King himself looked away.

Demons are feed not only through human souls but also by other spirits whether a ghost or evil ones. “Of all creatures, it’s you who’s knowledgeable enough that she might end up eaten by a demon. You shouldn’t have let her leave!” I jabbered. “If something bad happens to her I’m going to make you the main ingredient of my steamed dumpling you annoying cat!” I stomped my foot and walked out. “Go ahead. I’m fine with it. At least you’ll get to eat someone delicious like me.” I looked back and threw him my death glare. I saw him smirking while biting his lower lip. How can he do both and still look cool? Damn it!

I got my Skittles rainbow. "You turned him into Skittles?" Jessi asks as she laughs. I twirl happily in the Skittles as Satan walks over. "I guess you really didn't need me." He says, eating a few of the candies. "You're from the underworld, just like Surtur. You're basically eating him right now, so does that make you a cannibal?" I ask him as his hand stops midway to his mouth. The rest of the candies fall to the ground. "I'm leaving. Davina, I say this with much respect. I hope I never see you again." Satan walks toward the crack and takes the last few remaining demons with him. You know I can't let him get away that easily.

Some demons realized that the demon in front of them, who was as big as an elephant, was crazier than other demons. It wasn't because of his large body or his strength, but because of his madness in facing his enemies or even his own friends. While other demons would retreat or run away with their friends, this demon would use any means necessary to survive, even if it meant eating his friends to become stronger. That's why many demons disliked him, and when the demon world was not yet at war with the underworld, they locked this demon in a cold prison. But now that demon has returned, making them uneasy, only they are powerless because he is a first-level emperor who can destroy the formati

the three of them look at Lorey with questioning eyes “demon? Aren’t they bad?” “NO WAY demons are real” “Well, Minotaurs are real… what’s more with a demon?” “Hmm… make sense. So, what kind of demon are you?” “They are bad… right” all demons are bad” “Why are you stereotyping? Not all demons are… yes, they’re bad! So, why are you here?” The man looks at them awkwardly and waves his hand to the girl which is straightly eating her food beside him, she didn’t even budge or look at him

"But it wasn't Maddie's fault—" "I didn't say it was." Paul interjected rudely, shutting her up. "How many? And what type of demons?" "A fair number. I don't know what they were, but they looked like wisps of smoke with red eyes." Maddie replied. She so badly wanted to burn through the carpet like the puddle of demon poison. Anything was better than the smoldering look in her father's eyes. "An Enenra. I've seen one of those before. Deadly, almost impossible to get rid of." Paul murmured, almost to himself. "And what happened on the second attack?"

Her fists curled in and she tried to control herself as he sat on one end of the table. There was no real reason to consume food rather than to show off and have a sense of normalcy. Demons did not need food to sustain themselves, they get that from human emotions. Sadness mostly. That's why demons possess the souls of the people who are weak and sad, easily manipulated so that they can be fed off them. After a while, the person loses his identity and it becomes easy for a demon to take control or simply leave that body. I licked my lips as I stared at the different types of food that would put human buffets to shame. Everything from juices to meat and bread.

She asked, a fake smile adoring her face as she resumed her stroll and stood before the stove with a nonchalant expression. "I don't know. What can you cook?" The demon stared at her, his eyes trailing the gentle sway of her long ebony hair. His fingers shook, itching to wave through the silky strands. "Anything. As long as it's not a demon meal?" He raised a brow. "Demon meal?" "You know, the special cuisine prepared in the Demon Kingdom. I never asked, but...you don't drink blood, do you?" "Haha..." Iblis threw back his head. The deep timbre of his amused laughter reverberated in the enclosed space, tugging on Shamsiya's heartstrings.

he asked, perhaps he was able to find a weakness or something to use against the demons. "No, each time we thought we killed them, they kept coming back" Alpha Jack answered in a mellow tone. "Hmm" "Until the sun came up, and a demon burned to death" Jack explained the only spark of victory that he had. Beta Aiden was in shock, how was that even possible, the demons were known to not have any weakness. "Alpha, is that possible" he asked doubting such excuse. "Yes, those are the level one demons, they are regarded at the novices and can't withstand sunlight.