Gluttonous Demon Novels & Stories

Snarling in irritation, I walked ahead of the fallen alpha with firm steps. “To Sophie, I hope our bath compensates for everything I'm going through here!” I muttered to myself, annoyed. The environment smelled of food, and piles of wealth were scattered everywhere. Condemned souls vomited coins while food dripped from their eye sockets, creating a disgusting scene. “Hunf, a sin I don't understand,” I grumbled, catching the attention of the black wolf. “Gluttony goes beyond food. Many souls here are trapped by gluttony, by the thirst for money, power, and dominance. They never felt satisfied!” He explained, looking over his shoulders at me. “I'm surprised you're not affected here.”

Lila moaned, voice cracking. One demon slapped her face hard. “Look at your worthless husband, whore. He brought us to you so you'll take every inch of this.” His voice was dark and sounded like hell itself. They stroked their monstrous cocks right in front of her face. The precum poured out in thick ropes, hot, glowing, sticky like molten glue. It splattered across her cheeks, flooded her open mouth, coated her tongue, dripped from her eyelashes, ran into her ears, and painted her tits shiny. Lila stuck her tongue out like a desperate demon bitch, gurgling as they force-fed her the heads of their cocks. Her lips stretched painfully wide around one fat head while another slapped her face wit

"I am far from done with you. Do you see that poorly made portal there? Walk through it and wait for me, my big dumb tom. I promise you will get everything you earned for trying to cheat me. A mere mortal tom, how dare you consider yourself higher than me? Able to best me?" The way Spitfire was speaking to him seemed to be making the assembled demons edgy. They were working much more diligently at securing the portal. Guru would much rather walk through it with his no-fur than escape first and have to wait. What if they cut him off? What if they could see past the glamour? Which by the way, how the hell did Spitfire do the demon glamour trick anyway? And what in the name of the Gods made him

KAYLEEN These things can’t be real. The doctor is gone but I’m not taking them. I’m not going with medications and I’m never gonna believe her. “Why won’t you believe her?” she’s speaking to me again with her creepy face. Her hands touched my cheeks and she leaned closer. “You are a demon. You are a murderer.” Her whispers made me feel like my blood is on its boiling point. “See? You are angry!” she added and dodged my hand attempting to grip on her arm.

His eyes went to a darker shade. "Appease my guilt?" He smirked. "You think I have time to think about such trivial matter? I'm only doing this as our agreement entails. I don't want you running away later on because you don't want to die. I just want your debts to be bigger, so that you'd have no choice but pay for the price we both agreed on." He's such a heartless evil. Why is he a deity, anyway? He should have been a demon. I think it suits him better.

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.

Whoosh... As soon as Gluttony spoke, a sinister aura surged like a tidal wave. The octopus took advantage when they were shouting to launch another attack. The tentacles, restored to their previous strength and flexibility, waved in the air, each possessing immense power like a demon wielding steel whips. “Quick!” Gluttony’s true form roared, “Block it. We must block it!” They could not afford to collapse now. If they showed any weakness, they would collapse from the inside, and not many would survive.

"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?"

ZouMi looked pleased. "Why don't you give Gold Dem to yourself, so no one will mess with you?" Gold Dem, is a card which is given to the families by D, which are clean and not involved in any wrong matters. And no one in the business world, can act harshly on them. It's a card, that many upper families carry. It's not easy to catch hold on it, one need to be totally clear from all the illegal stuff. So, basically this Gold Dem is a protection from the harmful world, as long as they are in wings of D, no one will dare to touch their family. If one don't obey the rules set on the Gold Dem, first their whole family will be dragged down, and then there won't be any traces of that family in the w

And he was sturdy. He was not a creature whoever behind in love, but he has to find her soon. His deep and dark blue eyes seem to glow in brightness and his skin looks like the color of anger and death with thin but bright full pink lips made him even more attractive. His all-black wings pour out the darkness that always kept appearing and disappearing. Overall, he has everything that every girl desires and yes, every female demon worship the ground he walks on. He always used that opportunity to fulfill his lust and sinful desires and after that for only to kill them the next day.