Hana's Demon Of Lust Novels & Stories

There had to be another option. A woman's voice cut through the silence. "Who is she?" The woman wore a red bandana, her hair black. Kohl lined her eyes, and a cutlass on her hip. She was still holding a bottle of rum, that she was clearly sharing with the man stargazing with her. "A Stanton rat," Thane answered, venom practically dripping from his lips. The lips that seemed so eager to kiss me earlier. "Pull the anchor, Rio. Now." The woman, Rio, nodded once. "Aye."

"I also don't know Rit, last night Mr. Dhava openly said I was his girlfriend. That one thing is crazy, Serena is also there. But he left me, did not help, instead plunged his own best friend!” Serena just smiled stupidly, “Besides, Mr. Dhava doesn't know how much he likes you. After all, why were you so beautifully last night? I'm also jealous of you, it's good to be the sultan's girlfriend, Han. You don't have to live poor anymore!" "Devil!" exclaimed Hana annoyed "Who is the devil?" Hana was surprised to hear the voice, she quickly looked at the figure of a tall man standing right in front of her cubicle. Hana quickly lowered her head, not daring to meet Dhava's sharp eyes at all. Kill it

I asked. “I can’t tell you. If I were to tell anyone her real name though, it would be you.” Moran stated. “Go ahead.” I nodded. “Patrick Devere and Solar Flare can never find out the Vasilia’s demon name is Persephone. If that happens, then it’ll be easier for the Vasili to mate with her. Tell no one else.” He whispered. “Got it. I’ll send in Rao.” I said as I left. That wasn’t her name. I knew it was one of the names that would never be given to a Vasilia, just like Hades would never be given to a Vasili. Neither one would accept a demon as their avatar. They were the god and goddess of the desire demons.

And the next thing he knows, he was looking at Kavan's wings. Furrowing his brows, Fyn watched as Kavan placed him behind his back, still growling, still acting like an aggressive demon that he was not. Gritting his teeth, Fyn was about to speak when he heard Hana's voice. The woman cackled, and if he could see her now, Fyn knew that he looked much like she did years ago. How she looked when she didn't even bother to help him as her father tied him down. "Oh my goddess," Fyn heard Hana screech, her voice reminding him of a witch with every word she spoke. "Look at the demon, protecting his whore."

She needed him to feel pity for her. I’ve changed locations and he always ends up finding me. This time he tried to rape me. At the mention of rape, Rios developed sudden hate for the guy he had no idea about. He hated guys who wanted to force their way on women even when the women didn’t give consent. I had earlier booked a reservation for a spa. I had gone there with the hopes of relaxing myself as I had been stressed out lately going from one company to the other trying to get my books published.

The demon was thrilled for two extremely powerful spiritual pressures coming after him, and he'd been wanting more excitement ever since his last brawl against Hayze. The excitement trickled away when the demon turned around, disgusted to see two black women as his opponents. "Sending monkeys after me is one thing... but just tell me ya ain't that Tubman monkey." The Hooded Demon's deep accent expressed hatred, his red spiritual aura began to expand with his anger. "I was expecting that boy from last time." Harriet coughed up a soft chuckle, giving a confident laugh at the demon that eased a few of Phuture's nerves.

Jamie’s heart tightened as she said, “But why, why would he agree to that?” “Because you are nothing more than his plaything sweetheart. It is what demons do! They manipulate and play with mortal’s feelings for their pleasure. I mean he use to fucking empresses so compared to that .....” Hakan shrugged his shoulders. “He slept with the Empress of Chaos?“ Jamie whispered shocked. “Oh yes, for a good couple of thousand years. Why do you think she’s trying to get through? To be reunited with her mate of course!“ Hakan lied. “ It is for her good,” he thought “ she deserves so much better than a half breed demon!”

Those green orbs held anger and disgust in them. She was acting like she was robbed of her chastity in front of the whole crowd. "I see..." He whispered under his breath. Nothing made her react but his slightest touch. He felt sudden excitement...after all, he loved pain and loved to see people in pain. Since nothing made her answer...his touch will. As if he forgot...if he was the 'Devil on earth', 'The dark blade of Linya', 'The leader of the shadow army' then she was the master of those disciples who was blooming within her guidelines and will attain the world in the future.

I could feel the warmth of his body higher than usual. “I am a demon who lives by desire and greed, you have yielded with the contract that you have exchanged with your life?” “Then what do you want?” “I want the whole of you Veta Le Blanchet, not just your blood, heart and soul, it is the whole of you.” Theroux Claude, the third prince of the kingdom. “Lady Le Blanchet, just how can you stand this demon duke? If you ever get tired of him, you are always welcome to my palace.”

Being around Kastriv made me forget how much most people hate Demon's. "I disagree. I'm proud of who I am," I tell her, sick of hiding away that part of myself. "It is quite rare, isn't it? To be blessed with so much power like Kastriv is. I cannot imagine how difficult it would be to be paired with someone so impressive, when you're...well, a Demon," she croons. I release a long, slow breath. The way she says it, as if she genuinely feels bad for me and isn't trying to insult me is frankly disturbing. I'm not the first person she has tried to manipulate, and I will not be her last.