Hand Demon Novels & Stories

, Jerking my shoulder, I shoved his hand as he held her ears to apologise. Despite me expressing opposition to him calling me Kayu, he still doesn't listen to me. This name... It was always Sam's and always will be his. Kayu belongs to Sam and Sam belongs to Kayu, that's it. "Neil, go to your work. Let her focus now.", Boss interrupted us, shooting a glare to him. "Yes boss.", He politely answered and walked out.

’ Anjana’s face turned pale. ‘Don’t worry; I am saying that as he is the Shiva’s gift. He is part of Shiva. And as Shiva he will also destroy the phoney arrogance of others.’ ‘Oh! Then what’s your suggestion?’ ‘HANUMAN – Destroyer of Phoney Arrogance.’ *****

“I will protect you…and I will do everything to keep you away from danger,” “What are you talking about?” “I’m gonna be a demon for you…” he whispered and stood up. My chest hurt from his words even though I don’t understand him. “Hade…” I called his name for the first time. He turned to me and held my hands and there he put a music box. “Every time you call my name…I’m gonna be there for you…even in life or death,” he said and left. My tears rolled down on my face while staring at the music box. It stops from dancing and singing but my tears continue to flow like water falls. Who is that man that keeps appearing in my mind? Am I too dumb for not noticing that man? Why does he seem so famili

I want to withdraw my hand, but my demon friend is purring and places his giant hand over mine, keeping my palm locked underneath his. And I must have gone mad because when he looks at me with those glowing eyes, I find him... Cute. Good grief, this demon reminds me of the male version of Nala when she wanted to get some one-on-one action from Simba. The worst part is that it's getting to me too. I feel... Strange. Aroused. It's weird because all my demon friend is doing is holding my hand. I groan in equal parts misery and frustration. "I can't believe I'm horny... How is that possible? I'm a virgin!"

An awesome racing legend in its era, this silver seraph was designed with the finest in styling, racing, and reliability in mind. Soldiers of the Holy Empire fight with greater courage and less fear when there is a Seraph amongst their ranks, for death is not necessarily permanent. After this period of time, the system operation, monitoring and measurement of process and the internal audit, seraph success through these standards, certification. A fallen angel... enshrined in moonlit seas. Only because he is a fallen angel, everything is full of sad …

He looked around the room and acknowledged the fact that his members are there with him. Samantos is becoming too daring. He knows me and chose to play with me. "He chose to play with fire!!!" He shouted and the whole building shook. The guys were no longer surprised. A phone call jolted them back to life. Red, as he is popularly called stepped out to hand over the phone to Eric. Red, second in command, fastest shooter. He is called Red because of the number of people he has killed. He looks deadly dangerous. After Eric, no one dares him. A scar was visible on his face showing he had a rough childhood. Well, what more can you expect from a Capo? He relocated to the city after being beaten to

Jared groaned, Abbey opened the door then placed his hand on his injured shoulder, probably dislocated. "I told you, I'm a man with my word," he said, then walked out of his house and closed the door behind him. After closing the door, Jared laid back on the floor, holding his left hand as it shook, uncontrollably, probably separated. "He can't go home like this, what will his wife say." he chuckled the coughed. "That's not for me to worry of such." Suddenly, a middle aged woman having a short colored grey hair on her head and a strange violent eyes was right at the door opened by her. She was known as one of the Divine Humanes, one who contols time. She walked inside, Jared looked at the di

Was this girl dumb or what? "Hand lotions soften the palms." "So I had hard palms and you couldn't fucking tell me?" She stood up and damon held her.

So much for not wanting to meet in an awkward situation next time! I faked a light smile, pretending i almost did not recognize him "Damien?" He looked back up at my face and took a step closer "why do you have a...." he trailed off, analyzing my hands. It was fabric, torn fabric that Mr Lee had just wrapped around my wrists which was why it was much harder to loosen. "that on your hands?" I looked down at my wrists and scoffed "It's a stupid game i'm playing. Friends you know... they can make you do a lot of crazy stuff."