Highway Demons Mc: Killer Novels & Stories

One would think he was injured badly, but they can't imagine what this devil did a couple of hours ago. His finger slid through his hair, his nail grew longer, and they dug up the tiles. The anger didn't subside. He wanted more murders, and it's all because of Isabella. He killed a hell demon who had come to his office to meet him. All was well until he took Isabella's name. It's not that he likes that mortal, but the reason she is his prey. He will take time to play with his prey and will not tolerate interference. Suddenly something came to his mind, and he wrapped a towel and left the shower. He appeared in front of the small table near the bed, his hand scratching it to open it.

You could all properly remembered that my brother alongside his wife was killed In the forest. Eventhough they are if the Lycan's blood or species,? Who among the other clans if the werewolves could actually stand us? I arched my eyes in askance staring from the least at the extreme of the line to the nearest in my presence. Waiting for an answer or perhaps an interruption. None of it was Coming which satisfied my inner glee. "The demon's clan!"I listened as my voice echoed around the hall, with the faces of my subordinates raising up in gust and shock.

That merciless. I got around the corner only to have the Lancer’s headlights fill up the entire cab of the Hellcat as he closed in on me and tapped my bumper. “Fucker,” I spat, coming down hard on the gas as soon as the road straightened out. He was already up beside me. The high hum of his car contrasted the deep rumble of mine as he slid into the opposing traffic lane and tried to overtake me.

He was utterly convinced that the reason for so many successful police and fed busts was because of a rat… and of course, he was right. The problem was that Kirk was sure the big-mouth was Crusher Alcott, the President of the Highway Hellions MC over in Utah. According to Ace, Crusher was the middle man in one of Kirk’s most profitable drug corridors, the one running from Colorado to Nevada. Ace and his MC got the drugs as far as Utah, where Crusher and his boys picked things up and made all the final drop-offs, as instructed.

“Short and sweet: Kirk figures that Crusher Alcott is the rat.” Jack barely restrained himself from rolling his eyes at the guy’s name. Where the hell did these MC idiots get their road names from? Jesus, it gave him a headache. “Who’s Crusher Alcott?” Jack asked. “He’s not local.” “No. Crusher runs the Highway Hellions MC in Utah. We work with them running Jensen’s drugs over into Nevada.” “Got it. And why does Kirk think this guy Crusher would sell him out to the cops? They have a history?”

POV: Eriol I can compare myself as a drug addict right now taking hero*in or mari*juana or whatever human illegal drug in large quantities. I am on a high. Definitely on a high. You might be wondering what a demon feels like when it - when we - have an orgasm. Well, I have only word to describe everything, and that would be: PSYCHEDELIC. Yes. That's exactly the right word.

Lotus said in a shaky voice and after hearing his words, I quickly transformed into my angel mode and immediately have my way out of the Dome Magia to the labyrinth just before that danger beast could harm all our team members. “That’s a demon. One of the real nine-higher ranking demons of Pandemonium… That’s Luciferus.” I heard Archmaster uttered in a voice filled with extreme fear and terror. That stopped for a while but there’s no time to think now. I need to save my team members and everyone in that labyrinth just before that demon devoured them all. How come a higher-ranking demon arrive here in the academy without our notice? D*mn it!

he said, fangs visible from his mouth. "Who....who..." "I'm your guardian angel" he smirked again. Arianna eyes opened in realization. Guardian angel? more like guardian Demon! "I won't hurt you. You summoned me" he said, Arianna gasped, No....she had summoned an angelic creature not this......dark being. Her eyes swept across his features, his skin was an ashen gray and he was shirtless, a mark of a claw on his right chest, long flowing hair that had been tied loosely behind him. He was smirking evilly at her, she felt her legs weaken. She was about to say something when Meena walked in.

The pressure it applied to the psyche would irreversibly shatter most minds but for the kind of men that had to first survive those atrocities they inflicted, it made them both atone for their sins and get permission to commit them freely. At least, that’s how Young became a demon. The pain he inflicted upon the world once he transitioned from cracking the security systems of banks for Yose and his gang was sometimes worthy of being called evil. If he got too drunk or high and the anger and resentment he had about the way his life had turned out, he would find a reason to pick a fight with anyone. They’d go to a local bar, he’d outsmart whoever in pool or darts and soon chests were puffed up

He shook himself hard and set about sniffing the ground. ‘It is because of our way there is no other. If the demon eventually gets away, he will come back for us and hunt us like thieves and brigands, murder us, as he would murder that poor innocent priest’ Jake returned Jesse shook his head sadly as his face furrowed. ‘It will not end in one death. I have seen it. Jesse shook his head slowly and closed his eyes, as though he saw the horrors to come. ‘Wait!,’ Jake’s whisper brought much relief to Jesse who pricked his ears high. ‘ I think I can smell something’