Heavenly Demon Novels & Stories

After a brief shock, he recomposed himself and replied, “Thank you, Lord Jacopo!” “Heavenly Lord of the Seventh Heaven, Helvius Daniela. “Heavenly Lord of the Eighth Heaven, Silvester Daniela. "Heavenly Lord of the Ninth Heaven, Xandros Tegan. “Heavenly Lord of the Tenth Heaven, Yaraka Xenmour. “Heavenly Lord of the Eleventh Heaven, Qusai Gael. “Heavenly Lord of the Twelfth Heaven, Henrik Declan. “Heavenly Lord of the Thirteenth Heaven, Kallinikos Yoav.

"Listen, I can not explain over the phone so please hurry up and get over here." I'm still registering what she's just said. So the redhead demon goes by the name Sarrtina, huh. "Heaven, are you still there?" I clear my throat before speaking. "Yes yes, I'm still here. And I'm coming over." I say before hanging up. I can't say I'm surprised or shocked by the new information I have just learned, after all if a demon is not after me, it's not really a normal day in my life.

a silver-haired angel who had held it long enough suddenly burst out, “How could a saint appear as a demon after all these years? A saint who is a demon? Has the heavens truly abandoned us?!” “You’re one to speak, imagine how grossed out we are that our blood is even remotely near yours!” a redhead succubus screeched. “How can someone so hot turn so… so... atrocious?” With that, a verbal battle ensued among the demons and angels with them cursing out at each other and the heavens for letting such a creature exist. Was it mockery? Were the heavens so willing to mock their existence that it made such an abomination?!

“Fuck Destiny. Fuck luck! Everything is messed up. The world is upside down. This isn’t life. No, this isn’t real. This is the handiwork of my demons. They—” “Okay, calm down. Stop freaking out,” Lakri coos while sitting down beside Heaven, hugging her from the side and wrapping her arms around the girl. “They’re my demons, Lakri,” Heaven whispers still. “They’re manipulating my mind and every fucking thing I see. They want me miserable. They want me frustrated and pleading for death. They want me gone.” “Nobody will want you gone if you behave, okay? You just need to follow your schedule. Do what you came here to do and you’ll be fine.”

“Should I take a whip? An oath, you beast!” The demon growled deeper, baring his fangs, but I squeezed my arm, making it clear that he was about to get a sock in the jaw instead of fresh bodies, and he finally submitted. “I swear on the blood and power of my kin that this night, I shall not harm the one who has summoned me.” “And?” “And I shall not harm anyone except for those he orders me to.” “Until...” “Until I leave this world!” The demon was furious; red sparks appeared on his wolf fur, his skull gleaming with reflected moonlight. Had I forgotten that part of the oath, he would have found a way to use it against me. Demons are masters when it comes to such things.

Paralyzed with fear, she watched as the smoky figure loomed closer, its presence suffocating and terrifying. Around her, her comrades stood in a tense silence, their eyes fixed on the unfolding scene. The demon, moving with an unsettling deliberateness, slowly ventured towards Belle, its form shifting and writhing as it advanced, drawing ever nearer to the trembling woman who had summoned it from the abyss. "A soul of a lowly harlot's offspring, hahaha," the demon intoned, its voice an indistinct amalgamation. Was it male or female? Such distinctions were irrelevant, for demons were once angels, and angels transcend human notions of gender.

ZouMi looked pleased. "Why don't you give Gold Dem to yourself, so no one will mess with you?" Gold Dem, is a card which is given to the families by D, which are clean and not involved in any wrong matters. And no one in the business world, can act harshly on them. It's a card, that many upper families carry. It's not easy to catch hold on it, one need to be totally clear from all the illegal stuff. So, basically this Gold Dem is a protection from the harmful world, as long as they are in wings of D, no one will dare to touch their family. If one don't obey the rules set on the Gold Dem, first their whole family will be dragged down, and then there won't be any traces of that family in the w

muttered Gerald. “You’re right about him easily killing you. Regardless, he simply keeps you alive so that he can continue using you. That aside, he’s no common demon either. He’s actually a dragon from Heaven Lake! He was born with immensely strong magic too, and after becoming a demon in the secular world, his black magic has only grown stronger. With all that said, if you were up against his true self, it wouldn’t be a stretch to say that his sneeze could obliterate your primordial spirit!” replied Finnley with a slightly bitter laugh.

In fact, I'd been so high, I hadn't even noticed when I'd just started accepting everything. Davey's dead. Oscar Turnbull isn't human. Angels exist. You're a witch. Oh, and that demon you're now sleeping with has a Gospel written about him, because he's not just the son of Lucifer; he's the most powerful creature alive and the future of the world rests in his reluctant hands.

I wiped my tears and looked at her. “Do you…believe in hell, Mom?” I asked. Her brows furrowed. “Yes? I really didn’t know Majesty but the bible says that it exist for the bad people who commit sins when they were alive,” she said. “They become a demon, Mom?” She was now confused on my questions but I really have to ask it. “No…they are being punished by the Demons, Majesty.” “Then where did the Demons came from?”