Gay Demon Novels & Stories

We shared teasing smiles very aware that Faye could hear what we were saying and was still staring slits at the both of us. "Shall we?" I offered my hand to the man beside me who had some how just made me smile in less than two minutes of his being here and he gladly accepted leading me out of my home and out of the claws of Faye Marshall's daggering eyes. But Faye being Faye just had to go ahead and yell "keep your panties on Dian! Those tampons don't hold man juice!" Mentally face palming myself, i stifle a laugh but Damien doesn't, he laughs out loud at her choice of words, not too loud but not silent like his normal half chuckles. "Man juice?"

"I still can't believe that bae is your daughter." "Don't call my daughter a bae. I don't want you tainting her with your sapphic ways," Grey spat out, his voice venomous. Kaitlyn smirked, her eyes glinting with amusement. "I think the word you're going for is lesbian, old man. And I assure you, your daughter has already been tainted – but not by me." Grey's face turned beet red with rage, and he made a move to leave his chair, but before he could take a step, the door burst open with a flourish.

He gave them a curt nod. Mr. Hall: W-What is all this Dylan? Dylan smirked at him menacingly and walked towards him. Dylan: You think you can play with the Devil? He spoke in deep husky voice. Mr. Hall looked at him in terror. All the colour got drained from his face as soon as he met his dark gaze. Mr. Hall: D-Dylan, if you dare besmirch my reputation. I-I'll kill Mr. and Mrs. Clarke and will put all the blame on you. Then your so-called Genie will think of you as a devil. Mind my words.

He might work in black society, and others might think of him as the spawn of the devil’s son, but he sacrificed his soul to hell just for the many to live peacefully in this goddamned forsaken place. “I cut off his balls.” Damon deadpanned, wiping the nonexistent blood that sprayed on his jaw when he clamped the bolt cutter into the soft flesh of the bastard’s genitals. He could still feel the ghost sensation of the warm thick liquid trickling against his face despite being cleaned off already. Davien uneasily squirmed in his seat, clutching his groin as he imagined what the poor bastard’s fate was in the hands of his brutal twin brother. Yet, he knew better than to question his method caus

damien replied "she'll never be mine mom, because for her in thos whole world only one man exists that is don, no no sorry her demon hubby, since from the morning untill she sleeps the only name she chants is demon hubby demon hubby do like this, he likes that, he hates that, in everything she see him only, I shown her every luxury still she runs behind him, he hurted her, he punished her acted rude still she begged him not to leave her I told her I will give everything to her, still she escaped from me for him, even if I keep her with me forcefully, she'll never be mine, no matter what I do in her heart only one person exists it's her husband, she lives for him and dies for him, I can't do

I used my thumb to wipe away the mess from under his eye. "Dane was sucking that man's dick," he groaned and I bit my inner cheek not to laugh at how pathetic he sounded. I nodded my head and patted his back. "It upset you, it must be your angel side, you understand that demons aren't um, very monogamous right, I mean that's what I've been told and it would piss me off if Samson did the same thing," I rambled on with my thoughts and Mortas growled at me.

Our first dinner date played in my head, and understanding my expression, Dante smirked before wrapping his arm around my shoulder, pulling me to his chest as he kissed my temple. “I want the entire show, neonata. Make him fall head over heels for you, make him run after you, want you, beg for you, make him jealous if needed…” he smirked “I want him to see me as the challenge of his life, and I want to be the enemy that he dies to kill. When you know that you’ve had him wrapped around that beautiful finger of yours, he would be the one to lead you to Giovanni, and that would lead us to the man”

The four of them sat. Elowyn froze. “What?” she muttered. “You heard me,” the boy grinned, slapping the table. “How does that work, huh? He bends and you make dwarf babies together?” More laughter. Louder. Crueler. "Gaydom is great but I wonder how it fits in this hellhole...." More laughter. "No flesh behind those legs but you still spread them open...." "Froste is gay...." "Froste is in heat...." "Froste is gay and slutty...."

I asked as tears welled up in my eyes. "What? I am just making a living.." He replied, feigning ignorance. "But what you are doing is causing me pains..I'm not a money making machine you know" I yelled.. "No you are wrong..I no longer see you as a human..you're now my tool for making money" he coldly said and gave out a scary laughter.. "You are a monster! I hate you" I cried as pains surge through my bones.. "Of course you should, who wouldn't hate a demon?" He scoffed..

It became higher and almost playful, with exaggerated gestures that completely threw her off. Rhea blinked in confusion. “Oh my God!” she gasped. “You’re gay?!” “Me? Gay? Uh, no, darling. I’m a woman, obviously,” he shot back with sass while rolling his eyes dramatically. Confirmed, she thought grimly. He’s definitely part of the rainbow community. Before she could say another word, the door burst open with a loud bang. An elderly man entered the room holding a knife, followed by a woman who struck a dramatic Darna pose with one hand raised and the other resting on her waist.