Gluttonous Demon Mga Nobela at Kwento

The dark cloud that had loomed over Alex's soul grew denser, and with each passing day, the demon lurking inside him gained strength. Its malevolent presence seeped into his thoughts, tainting his actions with a sinister allure. Alex had fought against it, but now, it seemed as if the demon's grip on his very essence was tightening, suffocating him. He noticed Alex was starting to know more about things, meaning he already knew about the trick he was playing with his mind. The demon possessed him and started ordering everyone to get the sacrifice ready fast so he could come in his full self.

Chapter 15. — Once upon a time, the unsweet side of cliché… | Currently | I once heard Grandma Manu say something like: since you are in hell, hug the devil. Well, I literally did just that and still had my back pressed against the metal wall by the demon, while my legs were wrapped around his waist and his soft hands were gripping my buttocks extremely tightly. However, my particular demon was not horned, red and with a horrible face. On the contrary, the demon had a beautiful, arrogant smile, eyes as blue as the cloudless sky, locks as golden as gold, and an accent that, countless times, made the hairs on my body stand on end.

My hips, curves, and bustline have become more pronounced, giving me a more voluptuous figure. I'm not sure what's causing these changes – is it the emergence of my wolf or the fact that I'm eating more than I ever have in my life? My days are filled with nothing but eating and sleeping, with an emphasis on consuming copious amounts of food. It's as if they're trying to fatten me up like a Thanksgiving turkey. And, well, considering I'll be "sacrificed" in three months to revive Damian's deceased witch lover, it's likely that's exactly what they're doing.

They just sat there in silence, their hollow eyes watching. The demon goddess leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand. She looked bored, yet there was a glint of genuine malice in her void-white eyes. She lifted a cup of that dark, red liquid and took a slow, deliberate sip. “One down,” she purred, her voice sliding over us like oil. The miniature stone creatures that had been clinging to her marble shell before, the lions and goats began to crawl toward her, climbing her legs and arms. I watched in horror as their tiny stone claws tore into her obsidian skin.

"Why do I get the feeling you all don't want me here?" "On the contrary," one of the five said, reaching nonchalantly over the table for a scone. "You know I like a show with my dessert." Wrath's grin widen as he pointed an excited finger at him. "Exactly why you're my favourite, Gluttony." Wrath... Gluttony? Don't tell me... The seven. Deadly. Motherfucking sins? Why didn't I put two and two together? It makes perfect sense now. Why does he exude so much power... he is a prince of hell. They all are.

Ram just waggled his eyebrows at me, mouth full of a large chunk of pale pink bread. We'd barely finished our meal, my body sighing in happiness as I sat back with fresh water to rinse it down when a handsome young demon slid through the growing crowd and approached our table with a wide smile. I watched him carefully, eyes scanning the low-ceilinged room as the noise grew louder with the addition of more patrons. Dim light kept the place intimate, the bar now packed with demons drinking nectar. I had a feeling we wouldn't want to be staying much past our present time, considering how quickly the gathering grew and consumed the addictive drink.

"What kind of food do you eat? Am curious!" "In my world, every food is designed to give a specific immortality when eaten. Like here on Earth, when you eat excessively, you are over fed and you tend to get a bad stomach. In my world, when you overfeed, you get mad and intoxicated by it. That was what happened to Asu'la. At a time, he felt he was not beautiful enough to be called divine. So he broke the rules of heaven by cultivating the dark seed, a kind of food meant to make him fairer as the light of the day and invisible like the wind. He did not stop there, he overfed himself with it daily, until he became mad and craved for things above his grasp, above all, he became like the 'Krasue'

A demon with black wolf ears and a red wolf tail said with a tired voice. "Who asked him to slack off? Being a goat demon doesn't mean he can slack off. That idiot's got four fucking stomachs and still can't do a single thing right," said a demon with large ears and asymmetrical rainbow hair. "Yeah, it's best he contribute his core to useful people instead of obstinately wasting food and space." Said the crocodile-headed demon. " After all that exercise, I can't wait for the food to arrive," said the rainbow-haired demon.

"Inside this chamber, there is another demon called Dincubus, Dincubus is a demon female lover who approaches males in their dreams to have sex. Some countries call them spirit wife. It comes to the demon and profess her love for you then she will begin to touch your genitals and it's feels real, after that, she will have sex with you. Once she comes once, she stays forever, her purpose is to render every man she comes in contact with useless. It takes a strong priest for that man to be delivered from her claws. Look Ryan, there are so many demons in here, we live in this mountains and if I should go on by mentioning their names and the work they are assigned to do, we will spread more than

I felt eyes on me as I was drinking my alcohol and eyed the food instead. "Let us eat." Samael announced, his eyes looking over the table with pride. Micah sat a few chairs away from me and he eyed me curiously. I gave him a head nod as greeting and he smirked at me in return. Chatter opened up around me. Another brother piled food on his plate like he hadn't eaten in five days. He was big, had short blonde hair which was a bit greasy and had two empty wine bottles next to him. The demon of gluttony. One very big woman sat next to him, and on the other side a very big man, both piling food on their plates like their King.