Novel & Cerita Handsome Demon

I mutter dismissively. Wren brushes past me, giving me a long hard look as she walks by. It’s hard not to lash out in anger at her, but I know it will only end poorly for me. My ability to transport myself won’t be able to get me far enough away from her… “She hates me,” I mutter, looking up at the fresh-faced Demon. He is surprisingly handsome. His light brown hair is slightly too long and fluffy, tumbling over his vivid blue eyes. “She hates everyone. Even me, and I’m a Demon,” he laughs, shrugging his shoulders loosely.

Chaska grinned slightly and approached the demon sitting on the couch next to my father. "Uncle Boyan, it's been ages since I've seen you," Chaska said happily and the attractive male smiled, his orange eyes twinkling as he accepted his nephew's hug in greeting. I noticed Grace watching the large demon. He was big and tall with large curling black horns and thick forked tail. His thick dark hair was full of waves. "Boyan is next in line for Drorzon's crown," my father informed Grace and I. I neared Grace and grinned.

My nose scrunches up, offended. "How do you know?" I demand. "I can smell it in you, see it in you," he explains coolly. "And although you have mere scraps of it, it's actually more than over half of the Demon's I know." I startle. How can I not feel very different to other Demon’s I know, and yet apparently have more Demon blood than most, "So what, you're all powerful?" I ask bluntly. He surely has an air about him that’s suggests that much.

Judging by his look, he didn't look like any assassin The same was with the opposite team, when the light turned on, he saw black almond shape eyes, on top of them thin arrow like brows, perfect nose, her yellow like golden skin under lights looked flawless. What caught his eyes where the lips, glossy plumply natural pink lips. Her hairs falling from the side, on her face, she looked more pretty, then those so-called actress, who went under a knife. He wasn't frighten a bit at all, while a knife hanging on his neck. ZouMi again asked in a cold voice. "Who are you?"

The men bowed to him before they left, with their hearts feeling heavy for the poor boy who didn't know what he had gotten himself into. “Do you—” Kon turned, intent on giving the so-called devil peace of his mind. However, the words in his throat froze when he saw the handsome man standing a distance from him. To call the devil Handsome will be an understatement of the century. He was more than handsome, with his chiselled jaw, and too-bright green eyes that seemed as if it was trying to suck everyone in. His black hair glistened in the dark, and it seemed to accentuate his features.

Did she seriously not think this through before she opened that mouth of hers? I lazily pulled my eyes away from her to look at Handsome. Goddess he was magnificent. I saw why people feared him. He exuded a strong aura when pissed that roared dangerous and deadly. This right here was Black Devil through and through. Fuck, I loved him. He was positively breathtaking.

The demon protrayed showing his respect I gasp loudly staring at the most handsome male I have ever seen He was just too handsome "Let me guess..... ur first time seeing such a handsome male? "He asked staring directly into my eyes "U are so handsome, I haven't seen such beautiful skin In my life! "I unconsciously said and covered my mouth when I realized what I uttered "Haha beautiful skin? now I like that word! "He said smirking but it was filled with evil "Yes my lord, you are very handsome and powerful, I don't think any princes of hell are as beautiful as you are!"I flattered which made him laugh deeply

Apparently, the command to kill has not yet been given. The most frisky and wild parted, letting the originals pass. Casius smiles broadly, looking directly into my eyes. But I didn’t look down, I hope he sees all the rage and anger that I feel. Here is a man standing next to him inspires horror. Unlike the rest of those present, this one looks very intimidating. His heart sank involuntarily at the appearance of the enemy. In appearance, you can easily see his true bestial essence. The eyes are black and pitch black. The hair is long to the waist, the physique is large and massive, sharp claws of an unpleasant brownish tint are released on the hands. The face is covered with many scars. This

And I was left mesmerized — he was far more beautiful than Adan and Lucy. His body was all black, from his skin to his hair and horns, and down to his tail. The only pop of color was the burning mark on his chest and his crimson-colored eyes. His demon form only highlighted his already perfect features. He was beautiful in his human skin, and so was he in his demon skin. I was not sure if he was aware that I was already here, as his focus was just on Nyneve as he wiped his mouth with his forearm before walking to where she was.

And I wanted to become as awe-inspiring and menacing as he was. Meanwhile, the demon wrapped his wings around himself and all of a sudden, started shrinking. In a minute, the pangram contained a rather cute-looking noble. You'd never guess who he was if you didn't know! He had golden hair, blue eyes, and marble-white skin. He was so thin, you'd think he would break if you blew on him. Instead of a whip, he had a rose in his hand. The rose was the last straw. I had no words. Yet the demon finally spoke up, like wind roaring outside the windows of the old tower.