Novel & Cerita Handsome Demon

His father is a very handsome and beautiful man who exudes great masculinity and confidence that overwhelms anyone just by being in his very presence. His skin is fair but lightly tanned as the result of practicing martial arts, swordsmanship and horse riding, a straight nose, pale pink shapely luscious lips, and the most distinguishable part is his deep dark eyes which gives off a cold piercing gaze. His waist-length inky black hair was straight and soft as silk was styled neatly with part of it pinned to the top with a dragon designed headpiece while the rest fell elegantly and neatly at his waist slightly pooling at the seat of his throne. Even with the layers of his official robes, one c

Immediately he pointed towards the room where he had seen the hideous figure. "There ... there is a demon, Mas! Really! She has long hair, its face looks like your wife, Mas!" Alif said still shaking. Doni immediately looked displeased. "Don't talk carelessly, Lif. There are no demons here." "I swear! By Allah, I'm not lying. The last time I was about to pee, I couldn't find the toilet, instead, I saw your wife combing her hair. Then, she ate the comb!" Kumara with the same beautiful appearance as Alif saw in the living room earlier appeared behind Doni. He looked sad and looked down. Slowly, tears fell from his eyes. In silence, the graceful woman wiped her cheeks.

Hendrix replied. "The demon in me is your lord, Hendrix?" Alex asked, puzzled. "Yes, he is. Haven't you wondered why I am the only one who can make you return to your normal state whenever it feels like you're about to erupt?" Hendrix eyed Alex and continued, "I'm the demon's keeper. Its protector. Your people have harmed my demon, and that is why I would ruin them."

Without a weapon, she knew it was just a suicide. The demon scoffed; his shadow was a murky silhouette of branches spread out to his sides, clearly intending harm. He was very tall and dark, with jet black hair and a matching lengthy mustache, yet it was just a honed appearance to convey his true nature. Similarly, he was heavier, with noisy, labored breathing—the embodiment of a demon rogue—while his eyes were as red as the fire itself and ugly as fuck. Sophie cringed, backing away. "No! Please!"

He’s just a jerk. “Come here, pet.” He commands and I squeeze my eye shut, mentally preparing myself for another slap as I make my way slowly to the edge of his bed. I hurt all over as I walk. He lifts his huge self from the bed and moves closer to me getting uncomfortably close to my face. He lifts my chin aggressively making me lock eyes with him. Being this close to him gives me a chance to notice his facial features. For a demon, the alpha is actually the most handsome man I’ve ever laid eyes on. But he’s still a demon, he doesn’t deserve that face.

“I am favourite of Demon Lord Basille, one of the nine overlords in the Demon Realm…how do you think I am expected to behave for him?” Batton remained silent, his jaw muscles ticking as he grit his teeth, his eyes blazing with that golden sheen. Kat tilted her head at him with a cocky little smirk. “You don’t even know my demon form…don’t be too hasty, General.” Batton lifted his head a little at that, a look of bewilderment and awe coming into his expression as he couldn’t help but wonder just how dangerous this provocative little demon was. “So the restraints stay on then…” He muttered looking at her darkly, his eyes narrowing. “Can you tell me the answer to one question?”

the demon was frustrated to hear about his 50000$ dollars ass, demon hold him back, but that lead to the unravelling of the truth, which better never show up. " Now give me your 50000$ ass, I will take at one, I will gladly fulfil all your desire" the demon can see his blushing ears, he was shying, and his voice because helpless, his dick was rising, " why it's your dick is rising, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously" " you don't have to be cruel to me, I didn't tell you but. I am bisexual, I can take things to get this fast"

Such an ungentlemanly fellow ! "what are you?" she asked the lingering question in her head. "You don't look human" "I'm not" "Then what are you?" she pressed. He gave her one of his smirks as he smacked his fangs, "what do you think?" Arianna thought for a while, "A demon?" Damian laughed, "how would you know? Ever encountered one before?" Arianna shook her head, she hasn't but it felt like he was, "then what are you?"

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.

And he did so. “Aralyn, I will take off your handcuffs now to enable you to eat. Trust is a two-way road. Can I trust you?“. I nodded my head, and he did as promised. I sat upright and finished the meal with lord-knows-what-kind of the demon in silence. The silence was pleasant, unlike the plans that unfolded in my head. I almost felt sorry for demon-doctor-shaman-healer whatsoever, guy. Speaking of which, why do all of them look so hot, goddammit? Shouldn’t demons look like humpbacks with ulcers and horns and, I don’t know, that kind of crap? Apart from their shitty personalities, all of them were well-built and muscled with faces like they were deities and not evil-to-the-core-demons. This