Gluttonous Demon Novels & Stories

However, he was dressed quite improperly with his robes loose showing off his pale chest, and his jet black wavy hair messily tied up with a simple red ribbon. With a cup of tea in his hands, he was busy ogling the waiters and waitresses and other attractive patrons of the establishment. This young man is the Fourth Prince of the Emperor, Prince Jin Huan. Though one could hardly tell by first impressions for he behaves like a lecherous playboy than a prince. It was no secret to others of his preferences of both male and female and as he is a frequent customer of the tea house, the waiters and waitresses, owner and other patrons are used to his presence, his wandering eyes and flirty comments

Lyon, knowing how the story goes in normal books, seems to blissfully listen as the professor explains the knowledge he has. According to the books taught in school, there was once a human who threw his humanity away to make a deal with the devil. The deal was that the human would be capable of using magic but in exchange he was tasked to collect 5000 pure souls, the human obliged with the devils request. He was then later known to be the Demon Lord Abaddon, who laid waste on those who stood against him. The story in the normal academic textbooks about the History of Magic was contradicting every paragraph as to why professors tend to bend the story a little to their amusement.

' I whispered, and he pulled out of me entirely. 'Not good enough, little wolf. Say it like it is, tell me you want me to fuck you with my huge cock. Or I am going to edge you for the next few hours. I will leave you so frustrated that you will let my dirtiest, evil Demon fuck you for relief.' A creature detached itself from the shadows and slid its way toward us, leaving a trail of disgusting slime. It looked like a huge slug, with a wide, gaping, toothless mouth, stubby arms that were clasped around a big, erect cock that it was rubbing enthusiastically.

In a blur of effortless motion, multiple heads were already rolling across the place. Asher didn't even bother finishing off the rest; instead, he left the remaining survivors for Sylvara to feast on. He was finally keeping his promise to her, and she feasted exactly as she liked. Being a soul-eating demon, she didn't even wait for the soldiers to take their last breaths, she literally ripped the glowing essence straight out of their chests while they were still screaming and alive.

Desmond Deville was ranked just under Marcus Novak, which meant he was wealthy and incredibly powerful. My stomach twisted painfully, and I had but a moment’s notice before I was bent over, hurling up the contents of my dinner. My nose burned and my eyes watered, but I couldn’t register the pain over my frantic thoughts. It wasn’t like I hadn’t killed before. Many rogues died during the battle, especially when I used my ability to subdue them. This, however, was confirmation of what I was. A soul-eater. What good could come out of a gift so horrible? What was even worse was how euphoric it felt, how strong and bloated with power I was. Disgust poured from my mouth in the form of acidic vomit

I finally felt alive. “But…” He then put on a serious expression. “We found a rare chemical in your blood. “There isn’t a name for it on the market. “However, in the black market, the name of it is ‘Angel’s Kiss’.” Angel’s Kiss? It sounded beautiful, but I could not help but shiver. “It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet.

Leaving him to watch me across the room and sip on what looked like wine, so early in the morning. Every time I took a bite or two there he was, lips tightly shut, brows slightly curled and eyes squinting low. He actually didn't look like a demon at all, but a murderer. I also couldn't lie and say he wasn't an attractive being, because that he was. An attractive, murderous, being. His aura definitely spoke King, but demon? I couldn't really see it. He looks like a European male model. Baby smooth face, no facial hair in sight and dimples on both cheeks. He was a prize to the eyes to look at.

Such an ungentlemanly fellow ! "what are you?" she asked the lingering question in her head. "You don't look human" "I'm not" "Then what are you?" she pressed. He gave her one of his smirks as he smacked his fangs, "what do you think?" Arianna thought for a while, "A demon?" Damian laughed, "how would you know? Ever encountered one before?" Arianna shook her head, she hasn't but it felt like he was, "then what are you?"

"I don't care if you're a murderer, I just want to eat." Then that's when I met Jieun a.k.a Ayu, she's also a Demon assassin and she was the one who recruited me and then I met the four Demon Gods, Demian, Seth, Ruthven and Azazel. They are all living in the underworld. They're Demons but they all look like they live on Mt. Olympus, well, all bad guys are rather good looking handsome or just like me, super good looking pretty handsome. Those ugly ones? They are just good, doing evil things.

Only because he is a fallen angel, everything is full of sad … But that fallen angel had one chance in life that she was given. The roots of the law controversy go all the way back to the fallen angel, Lucifer. He became a corrupt shadow of his former self - a fallen angel trusted neither by Heaven nor Hell. Demon awaiting the Fallen Angel Shaher's revival was killed in battle at the Hall of Corruption by Alphonse. While not a Fallen Angel in the formal sense, it's depressed price relative to the growing fundamental case for silver makes it worth considering.