Novel & Cerita Handsome Demon

A sentiment I could completely understand. "Where are you headed in such a rush milady?" Odet asked, holding a black umbrella over my head, as the Coachman pushed away anyone in our path, whilst we walked on the streets. I could see with my own two eyes, that everyone had their gaze on me while we crossed the street. They must believe that some devil has possessed me into breaking up my engagement. Little did they know just how handsome and persuasive that devil turned out to be. "I have to search for somebody you see, he's my benefactor and I have to take him up on his word." I tried to explain, barely making any sense whatsoever.

The man fell to the ground, screaming in pain while Ares just rolled his eyes and threw the eyeball on the ground and stomped on it because squatting in front of the man. He grabbed the man by the hair and lifted his head up so they were eye leveled. “I told you I don’t do second chances but you are someone I’ve known for so long so I don’t want to kill you off just like that but if you don’t find a way to get me rid of this demon the next time we meet, I won’t just be taking away your other eye but also your life. Got that?” He pushed the man to the ground as he stood up then turned to Cornelius with a groan.

The Demon King leaned back, one leg slung over the armrest, grinning down at me with a slow, cruel smile. He was red-skinned and powerfully built and his body seemed to have been carved from molten stone. Two curved horns rose from his brow and black hair darker than night itself flowed down his back. A short, trimmed beard traced his jaw, but what caught my attention the most was the fact that he was... NAKED? “What in the fuck?” I muttered under my breath as I placed my hands over my eyes, trying to avoid the eye of the monster in between his legs. "Where the hell are your clothes?”

His power was undeniable; some Alphas struggled to maintain their composure and resist the urge to kneel before his ominous presence. Yet Ashton remained unaffected. Surprisingly, fear did not grip him as he had anticipated it would. The Demon Alpha was... No, he wasn’t terrifying at all. In fact, the only phrase Ashton could use to describe him was... ‘Extraordinarily Handsome.’ Even this praise seemed insufficient. How could such a sinfully handsome being be the Demon Alpha? As Alpha Theo prepared to take his seat, he felt the weight of someone’s gaze upon him. In addition to that, he detected a peculiar scent in the air.

"Owen, are there any good demons?" "I can't say that there are demons who are good. But, I have met a demon who looks like a human. A young man who I feel is very physically perfect. His hair is black, his eyes are bluish green, his body is tall and well-built. Different like the image of the devil I ever heard as a creature with a frightening face and very horrible," "Where did you meet a demon like that?"

Luna Belle POV I turn my face toward the voice, and then everything inside me goes still. The guy leaning on the wall next to the door is both the most arresting and scariest male specimen I’ve seen. With a square jaw and strong nose, his angular face is strikingly handsome. Yet at a certain angle, there’s a harshness to those lines. Tall and broad with hair as black as coal and skin with a Mediterranean coloring, he looks like a character who emerged straight from a fantasy book. From a different world. He can be either a fallen angel or a demon, depending on his mood.

It was dangerous. Under the scorching sun, three formidable demonic beings stood ominously in front of the ancient pack house, emanating an aura of malevolence. Each demon possessed a unique appearance, reflecting their individual nature and power. The first demon stood tall and imposing with ebony skin and fiery crimson eyes. His long, jagged horns protruded from his forehead, and he carried a wickedly serrated sword crafted from blackened bones. The second demon was shrouded in a cloak of swirling shadows, making it difficult to discern her true form. Her skeletal fingers clutched a slender, obsidian staff topped with a glowing, pulsating orb of ethereal energy. The final demon had a hulki

I could examine the details as if I was right there. “Alpha Timothy, it’s good to see you here. What can I get for you?” the bartender asked a man. I walked around the counter so that I could see the face that belonged to the demon I would behead soon. He was in his late-thirties or early-forties. His obsidian eyes fit him because he was a fucking demon indeed. There was nothing warm in his eyes at all. Straight features, perfectly sculpted facial hair, and looking like he was a billionaire. It was all about the image for him.

Boom— Before he could finish, thick blood mist rose around him, quickly enveloping the sky and obscuring the sun. Following that was a surge of demonic energy, towering like a column descending from the sky, immense and unstoppable. A figure emerged from the demonic energy. Aside from the demonic features, the person was exceptionally handsome. He had a fair complexion and looked more like a refined scholar than a legendary Demon King. It was none other than the Blood Demon King!

Instead, it was as simple as it could be, that is- MY DEMONIC FANGS ! They were sharply shaped dead cells around sensitive nerve endings and it was pretty safe to say that Zompano was going to be my meat at this hour of the day and I was going to make sure to relish each and every flesh and bone of his being. Rogue Demons might be disgusting to look at but Demon Meat was Demon Meat- juicy, luscious and stomach warming. “I can’t wait, Danielle,” Damon whined through the mindlink as I watched Zompano hysterically try to break free from our hold for some time. Pfft. Such a miserable loser. “What are you waiting for ?” he impatiently asked.