Is Smile Demonic Novels & Stories

Her demeanor shows her awareness of her attractiveness and she reveled in it, turned her body slightly towards the doorway and positioned herself in a manner which shows her most attractive angle and pushed her ample chest, attracting even more lascivious attention. She tilted her head into a more seductive pose, strands of her hair partially hiding her eyes, unseen to everyone, the irises of her eyes which were dark, glowed dark red and a lighter shade around the pupils, giving an eerie feeling. She gave a low sinister chuckle. ************************************************************************************************

Someone was after their lives. "Why are you doing that weird thing with your face?" I questioned, my eyes narrowed on his face. "You mean, smiling?" "Yes...why are you doing that? It's creepy." Hades made a sound, "I should be offended at that" "You should be" I nodded my head, making Yama snicker beside him. "I'm just happy for you." "Huh?" Hades patted my shoulder, his lips stretching in a broad smile, "I never thought I would see this day. The big bad demon falling for a human."

He grinned. The place was called Smokes and it was a place where one would come to seek demons to do dirty jobs or where the demons would come to narrate and brag about the dirty jobs they had done or they would just come to relax and have fun. It was like a not so hidden, mini black market of a sort in an open bar and it was welcomed to all dark things and creatures. It was also opened to angels too but because the proud and pompous beings of higher intellect, power and all their fancy status would never be caught in this place, it was kind of an unspoken and an unwritten rule that no Angels came in here. But no one could ever tell Liam how to behave. It was just his thing.

Unless… The High Witch’s stoic visage gives way to a saccharine smile. If Evanora were here, she would remark that this expression is similar to that of Arielle Vane whenever she realised she was betrayed. She dubbed it the demonic smile, because if one were to look at her in that moment, you would see an expression akin to the spawns of Hell- utterly cruel, twisted and manic. I tried, mama. I really did. They’re the ones who want to die.

“OUCH!” “Hehe sorry, us demons are made out of brimstone and hellfire.” I shake my hand that got burnt. “You could’ve warned me!” “I have a feeling we will be the bestest friends. I should have expected this sooner than later but you don’t think I’m… hideous?” I take a look at him. “No. Not at all. In fact, you look cool actually. I know some people out there who think that demons are evil but you don’t seem so bad.” I smile. He smiles back and we shake hands burning me another time! Ow!

This got Liam, so scared to look at the creature as it intimidated him with its huge size. “Very good. Now, you can move on to the next demon.” She instructed, with an oinky voice. Then Liam moved over to the next demon. He was already sweating profusely as he was hoping it won't be a hard task. Then she peered into Liam’s eyes and smiled. This smile made Liam to be curious as he didn’t know what the smile meant and what she had under her sleeves. But he hoped that he was going to be able to accomplish this task, just as he had accomplished the task.

I couldn’t help but find his scary smile addictive, with adding in his sharp features, and those eyes. “What did you need to see us for?” Cash suddenly said loudly, his voice echoing in the high celling room. Zin suddenly turned from grinning at me to facing Cash. “Yes, in regards to the demon you are after. Have you discovered which one of the silly creatures had broken free yet?” Zin’s use of the word silly to describe a demon made me frown. “Yes, we have. Why?” Cash responded. “Here, come sit, no need for us to stand here, you will find the seating more than comfortable.” Zin replied, not answering Cash’s question.

He laughed silently, cracking his neck as he turned back towards his brother; his mechanical white eyes alight with amusement. “Good, it should be amusing to see the little princess begin her training.” The demonic beings chuckle grew, the thought of the young immortal enduring torturous and endless training seemed to lighten his mood; adding to his putrid and vile smile as it stirred within the psychopathic lords mind, crashing against the boundaries of reality.

The Tired One wheezes harder, but the devil just smiles— a slow, dangerous curve of lips and lashes. It’s not a real smile. It’s a well-practiced imitation. Like a shark pretending to be docile. “My eyes aren’t pink,” he says softly. “They’re lilac.” “Lilac looks like pink,” I eye him in suspicion. “That excuse is not going to fool anyone, Satan.” I lean closer to him for scientific confirmation. Big mistake. Up close, he’s too pretty—like, ‘What deity sculpted you and why?’ kind of pretty. I can see every perfect line of his face and it’s doing terrible things to my heart.

Soon his smirk changed into a full-blown smile. Why the fuck he is smiling too much today. A smiling face doesn't suit him well. Daniel is the only one who smiles and laughs continuously without any valid reasons. I wished to meet Daniel's wife just to know how she could handle these kinds of creatures and she married him too. Wow! Maria is married to the Demon. A Demon who captured her soul in his demonic cage and trimmed her to feel pain. What kind of creatures does God create by his magic? Black and white just make a perfect balance on the earth.