Heavenly Demon Novels & Stories

I crawl exhausted to the pillow, but he picks me up and stands me up. -No, no, love. We're not done. Get down on your knees. Why does it excite me so much when he gives me orders? I get down, and my demon holds his penis between his fingers, slowly passing it over my lips. I open my mouth and let him penetrate me. Damn! I think he reached my throat. I suck him and move my head back and forth. -Angel, you're driving me crazy, he shouts animalistically.

Elena's POV I stirred in my sleep and felt something very soft under me. It felt like I am sleeping on clouds, so soft and comfortable. I don't want to wake up. I snuggled more into the clouds to feel heaven. But then I realized that I am not into heaven but in hell. I opened my eyes to see the devil sitting on the couch with a cigarette in between his fingers. His expressions were neutral and his eyes were unreadable as always. He was looking at nothing in particular. It seems like he is planning the murder of someone.

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

Baldwin — who sat on the crown and looked around — had a wry smile on his face. No cultivator could resist and be immune when he tried to manipulate them by talking with his demonic voice. In the past, it was the blood of the demon celestial that had caused the mystical creatures to evolve into this bizarre appearance. They were known as the extraterrestrial demons. A true celestial demon was innately born. A cultivator who practiced demonic energy was not a true celestial demon. Only a celestial could stop a celestial demon. The celestial demon devoured the emotions and desires of living beings and befuddled people's hearts.

Dorian said, eyes fixed on Elias, “we’ll teach him to survive it.” Elias swallowed hard. “If I’m… a Heavenly, or whatever you think I am—what does that even mean?” Dorian stood, crossing the space slowly, hands clasped behind his back. “It means you're rare,” he said. “Maybe even one of a kind. The term ‘Heavenly’ is mostly speculation. Rumors. But the symptoms fit.” Lucian added quietly, “Unstable power. Instinctive control over high-tier elements. You activated hellfire today—only demons ranked in the inner circles can do that.”

Large black wings spread out of Abigor's back, a horn pops out of his forehead and his face changes to a scary-looking animal-like face. He flaps his wings and flies up to the dark sky looking down at his minions and speaking out "People of hell, sons of Baal, daughters of Lilith, descendants of Asmodeus and minions of the seven devil Lords, today, we are honoured with a guest from heaven, sent to spy on us " He announced, murmurs could be heard, every demon/demoness curious to know who the intruder is. "It's been long since we were given the honour to host a heavenly being and we are happy to give our host a perfect stay in hell, aren't we?" He said and the crowd answered in response

"Did you see the person I'm looking for? Where is she?" The giant ignored him. His thunderous laughter never stopped rumbling, until he finally paused and boomed, "We've been talking for more than an hour, young one. But it has been three days in your world. Go back. My body is no more and my soul is damaged, but I'll endure. Remember me—the great demon, Heaven's Bane!" "Heaven's Bane?! It sounds strikingly similar to the Heaven Exterminator, the First Apostate of Heaven."

While licking the ice cream he picked the call " Hello! yes, mom, What happened? wait there is distortion in the call, I'll call you back. Grace was facing weak signals. She came out of the car to call her mother. Sarah was looking at the window screen, enjoying her ice cream. Grace was standing quite a distance under a tree. "Hello my beauty" someone said at the window so closely that her breath was making steam at the window. Sarah jumped in peril. she dropped some ice cream on her dress. At the window, there was a beautiful woman, face full of makeup, bright glittery eyes. dark red lipstick, blond hair tightened to form a messy bun and a fancy dress. she was not a woman neither a man, On

Her eyes never fluttered away from the dark forest. She wanted to know more, she wanted to explore, see, and touch the black soil which held secrets. But she could not. They say the devil himself resides within the dense never-ending woods of that forest. Men and Women were sacrificed for their evil deeds to the god of death over the board. Stripped of their humanity and taken to hell by the evil. She felt her body shiver, the sacrifice of a villager she once saw while young. She could not imagine the pain of the people.

One of them was thrown across the space, crashing into a jagged structure before laughing like it was part of the conversation. Kaelith smirked. “Relax,” he muttered. “You’re both terrible anyway.” Neither of them listened. The space shifted. Not with order. But with force. The presence that followed was different from Heaven. Not silent. Not clean. But undeniable. The ruler of Hell had arrived. And slowly, the chaos settled. Not completely. But enough. “Listen.” The voice cut through everything. No one ignored it. “The Creator has spoken.” A few devils scoffed.