Kuroshitsuji Sebastian Demon Form Novels & Stories

Dancing amidst the glittering drops with all the pure happiness of a child during their first rain. Sebastian sat down. Laughing inside because hers was so infectious. He was so absorbed by this rare glimpse of the other side of her, that he didn’t catch the scent he should’ve. He didn’t feel the greedy gazes of cimmerii, already alerting their master of his presence. He was so mesmerized he missed a handful of clues that should’ve told him that demon kin had come for them. “Move her!” He heard a voice roaring in his head. Sebastian jerked. Looking around. Thinking that the voice had come from next to him because it was so strong. It took him a second to process that it had come from his min

"At least rope?" "I don't know Sebestian. Your kinks are just... I don't know." "Well, this is not a new kink. It's just that I didn't talk about this with you earlier." "Oh, Sebestian. You are a demon. A sex demon who came just to be the death of me" "Well, basically, I am a half werewolf like you." "Oh, that is not what I meant. Sebestian, I'm really sorry. That is not what I meant.

Then— A howl erupted from his chest, feral and primal, shaking the trees and shattering the ambience. Jadeline spun to his direction Her eyes widened once she saw him. "You…" His gaze remained on Veronica’s crying eyes, suffering and had lost all hope. How long have they been torturing her before he arrived? The entity's chant faltered. “You… How—you were not supposed to wake up!” He couldn't help but growl at those words. Then, something in him finally snapped. Sebastian launched himself into the altar, claws extending mid-air as he shifted into a monstrous half-form—taller than a man, laced with wild energy, glowing veins tracing down his arms like molten fury.

Any minute she was going to run. She leaned closer. She was actually moving towards him! "So, is that you in your demonic form?" Fuck! He jumped to his feet with a snarl. This wasn't right. None of this was right. Why didn't she fear him? Was it some kind of trick? She peered up at him in the darkness, her eyes wide. They were brown, a deep coffee brown, with a black circle around the irises. They were beautiful. "Sebastian?" "Are you not afraid, little female? Do you not regret being claimed by one like me?"

“ You dare touch my woman! I will make you pay! “ he screamed while he flogged denzel. I tried to get involved, to help denzel but before I could move Sebastian froze me at a spot with his powers. All I could do was to watch and cry. After a while of flogging, denzel was weak, bleeding and laying on the floor. Sebastian pointed at me, his anger was ignited. “ Is he the one that touches you without my permission? “ He asked as he approached me. His voice assumed a darker print. It was though multiple people were talking in demonised voices. I didn't know how to relay a reply. “ Answer me Ava, don't test my patience! “ His wrath was evident in the way he spoke. “ Yes… he is. “ I replied petrif

His human form was sculpted to perfection but that's not what attracted me about him. "I want you to change back to your true form," I said in a hoarse whisper. Cresil looked at me with confusion. "What are you asking me?" "I'm asking you to return back to your demon body and keep your clothes off," I said, holding my breath. Cresil's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't hesitate. With a flick of his wrist, he shifted into his demon form, his muscular body covered in scars. I couldn't help but gasp in awe as he towered over me, his eyes glowing with an otherworldly light.

What the hell! I remove my war scythe, thinking I somehow did it wrong, but I’ve done this before with Dad several times. I go to strike the spirit again, but this time it transforms from a spirit form to a human form, and its arm quickly grabs mine, stopping me from striking it. The now human removes his mask with its free hand, and to my shock, it’s Sebastian. “You can’t reap my soul. I’m not fully dead.” He informs me with a chuckle. I’m completely dumbfounded. Sebastian is a ghost hybrid. Oh shit! He’s a hybrid, which means he’s my soulmate.

Sebastian. Tall, imposing, and dressed in a black suit that clung to his sculpted frame like it had been stitched onto him by the devil himself. The sight of him was enough to make the world still. His stormy grey eyes, darkened by something more than just anger, locked onto Lucas’s hand wrapped around my wrist. No words left his mouth—but he didn’t need to speak. His silence was louder than a thunderstorm. It screamed danger. It screamed mine. The fury rolling off him was so intense, I could practically feel the heat radiating from his body. My pulse quickened, my chest rising and falling faster than it should have. Something primal flared behind those eyes. Rage, yes—but something deeper.

The Demon King leaned back, one leg slung over the armrest, grinning down at me with a slow, cruel smile. He was red-skinned and powerfully built and his body seemed to have been carved from molten stone. Two curved horns rose from his brow and black hair darker than night itself flowed down his back. A short, trimmed beard traced his jaw, but what caught my attention the most was the fact that he was... NAKED? “What in the fuck?” I muttered under my breath as I placed my hands over my eyes, trying to avoid the eye of the monster in between his legs. "Where the hell are your clothes?”

Luisette merely smiled and blinked. “Mikhail…” Luisette’s voice commanded silence in the room. “Answer this for me…what powers have you witnessed Katarina use?” Mikhail scowled, his mind racing to analyse the question. “I have seen her use shadow manipulation. She even used it against me to throw me against a pillar. And fire, I have seen her true demon form, it’s a large black panther type with wings and it spits fire.” Luisette’s eyes glinted as they narrowed.