Furby Demon Novels & Stories

It had baffled when he was just a mere mortal, but it floored him now as a demon. Her stubborn will to be both defiantly strong and soft in his hands had caused the sadistic side of Young to rear its head in Blood, pushing for an opportunity to turn her to clay. It never made any sense how she embodied love and light at all times, even when the harsh parts of herself were shown. The demon side of Young couldn’t help but want, damn near need, to crush that light out of her. In the same token, her display of blind trust in him was a gift he never wanted to take for granted so he was torn, now more than ever.

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?

Faelon was a large demon with red eyes and long claw-tipped fingers and toes with just a light coat of gray fur due to his Lycanthropy. "A werewolf with wings and blue hellfire would be a total mind fuck for those bastards," Atlas chuckled in glee. "I will if it is necessary to save Sophia. It just makes me more vulnerable," Faelon stated begrudgingly. Both brothers eyed him oddly. "How does it make you vulnerable?" Hoka asked and Faelon shook his head.

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

“You know there are demons over ten thousand years old, right? They like to keep to themselves and are rarely seen, but they exist. Compared to them, I’m nothing. In the demon realm, you’re still considered a youngling.” “Regardless, you’re still old.” His lips twitched up in a smile. “You do realize that my demon had already begun growing even before I was born, right?” “Either way, you’re still old.” “Yet you’re the one who still wants to fuck me.” “Maybe I like ‘em older.” “It’s a possibility,” he agreed. “So, don’t go feeling too special.” “No one could ever accuse me of that.” “Hey, wanna head home?” “What’s in it for me?”

They saw her alone, easy, and they moved in like starving wolves. Fornication. One of mankind’s proudest talents. Now she sits there, curled in sorrow. And for some damn reason, a thought slithers through my mind: Maybe I should cheer her up. Ridiculous. I’m Paimon. Demon King. Ninth Circle Prince. I strip souls bare and feed them to nightmares. My joy is in their screams—not their smiles. But… I know her weakness. Food. I sat beside her, snapped my fingers, and summoned a burger with my Demonic Energy—three thick patties, lettuce, tomato, bacon, and enough grease to clog a mortal's soul.

Behind him is a wagon drove by the manticores, a demon creature with a lion body and a bird claws, a scorpion’s tail and wears a face of a mortal with a row of sharp fangs. “Bonum vesperam, this is the child.” A green daemon has appeared in front of the door holding a girl shivering in fear. It was Aria, the mortal. The Dybbuk look at her keenly from head to toe and when he felt satisfied, he tossed a bag of golds to the green daemon.

It was then that Torelli’s red eyes betrayed him, they shone in the distance. Again, Jesse took after him in full blast. He timed his approach and fired his haunches. He flew through the air, aiming for the neck. But it was too strong to rip off. The two stared balefully at the other for a few seconds until Jake approached menacingly and stopped as well beside Jesse, snarling. ‘I shall fight, but not today’ the demon said, forming rapidly back to the priest’s form who fell flat. And then appeared on the horizon abound of black clouds drifting towards the alps. Bats!

Her eyes were seething, yet the words that came out of her mouth were only lovely and flirtatious. … I had absolutely no notion what she was on about. But I knew one thing for sure: letting this individual ramble any longer would be disastrous for my heart! She was unquestionably a top-tier succubus who could even arouse men when she was infuriated! Analyze! [Solanum-Disaster Rank] Name: Solanum Level 0 Race: Demon Element: Fire and Delusion EXP- 0 HP- ??? CON-??? ATK-99. STR-33