Green Demon Novels & Stories

Eden POV. Welcome to the bottom of hell, please leave all kinds of hopes and dreams outside. The name is Eden, I'm a girl, an Omega girl, yes Omega means that I am a werewolf, I belong to a pack. You know all the stories you hear about Omegas, them being weak, abused, taken advantage of? You know all that jazz, well I'm happy to say it's all lies. Most omegas live happily in wolf packs, they are cared for, loved, and overly spoiled! An Omega is the pack baby, we are worse than puppies, see all the stories they are lies, most omegas, like ninety-nine percent of them are that spoiled.

But before the demon frog's tongue could touch me, Linux suddenly appeared out of nowhere. "Don't touch her, monster!" he shouted then quickly cut off the demon frog's tongue using only his sharp claws. "Are you all right, Allena?" Linux asked as he turned to me. I couldn't speak and just kept staring at him. Not because I'm afraid of the demon frog that almost eats me but because of the strange feeling I felt again while looking at him. My heart beats faster and I don't understand why I feel a strange joy when he is near me and protecting me. I immediately shook my head. No. This feeling is not mine. It is not my heart that beats for Linux but Sabina's heart. Because maybe I am really the

He didn’t know how or what it was but no water dragon could control ice without the gem being close. “Asrar.” Avalon called as a jeep pulled up beside them. The first green jeep had seen better days. Rust covered the entire body and if it wasn’t rust it was the forest green paint. The tires looked nearly knew and the seats looked like some creature made a home out of it. All it had was small doors to get into the passenger and driver seat. The back had seats with a small tail gate much like trucks. “Figured by the noise coming from your pod we needed wheels.”

Melo let out a low whistle as they read the text displayed on the virtual screen. "Never thought the White Clan could pull out this kind of pathetic game. But I salute them for setting up this kind of stunt." "But I pity them, no matter how flawless their defense system is, the rats still managed to breach them." Jordan replied at Melo statement. "Of course. We are the god of underground world, the city doesn't make an exemption of it. We can easily breach their security system and outnumbered them." Sam said as he came behind them wearing an evil smirk. He was holding a whip on his hand as his weapon for slaughtering the criminals and the warrior underneath.

It was beautiful but frightening to look at, and I couldn't get past the impression the demons below lived inside a deadly weapon. Our vehicle turned, heading into the multiple suns lighting the sky. The bubble tinted softly, enough I didn't have to squint as I looked down over the vast greenery below. Had to be a rainforest, thick and dark, a winding river running through the impossibly solid canopy. "And so things have been for many generations." Grandmother's voice was that of a tour guide, cajoling and calming. "Demonicon has been at peace because of the system we have developed and the joining together of all demon planes."

Wilbur turned around and looked at Demetra. "Who?" Demetra asked. Demetra widened his eyes furiously, and the black aura around his body continued to emanate from him, making him look like a demon. Slightly surprised, Wilbur shrugged helplessly and said, "You know that this is Greensource Corp territory. Who else could it be?" "Despicable." Demetra punched through a nearby wall and cursed, "Will they only stop when I'm dead?"

"If I only knew a son from her would be this dumb then maybe I shouldn't have sex with her—" "Father." Geoffrey warned while his gaze was still on me. "You didn't have to say that," he added. Gerald let out an insulting laugh. "You keep on defending this useless thing, Geoff," he stated, "He's not worth it. When do you plan to work your life out, Dylan? Do you want to be a burden for your whole useless existence?" "We have to give him a chance—" "We've done that for ages—but all he wants to do is to fool around." Geronimo butted in.

On the other side of the world, in a country in Eldovia, the summer air was thick with humidity, and the scenery was breathtaking. The impeccably-maintained golf course was an endless expanse of green. Decked out in white athleisurewear and brown sunglasses, Tyrone stood out among the greenery. His sunglasses partially obscured his handsome features. He gripped his golf club, his long fingers tightening on the shaft, and nonchalantly gazed out into the distance.

Declan taps the back of my head playfully. Dean laughs, shaking his head, "No. Goliath is very fond of you and Gem. As is Declan, and he respects that you can do that. It's normally only our Luna with that capability or other alphas, even then it's rare they can make us surrender. But now that I am looking at you and thinking back to your mother. You two do resemble the Esos family. Your green eyes. Those emerald piercing green eyes, are rare. Then the color of your fur, jet-black with an emerald green tint."

“You’re wrong...” “I DIDN’T LOVE YOU! I WILL NEVER LOVE YOU!! WHY WOULD I LOVE SOMEONE WHO KILLED MY MOTHER?!!” “What?? W-What are you t-talking about? I didn’t kill anyone...” I swear, I didn’t kill anyone. He’s mad at me? I do not know why and I am confused by what he said that I killed his mother. I can not kill a person... I can’t do that. “Don’t lie to me, Eunice! I hate it when someone lying on me! You’re such a demon!!” I bit my lower lip, did I hear it right? H-He call me d-demon?