Michael Jackson Demon Novels & Stories

“You’re so fucking hard for us. You love this, don’t you? Getting used like a little slut in a dirty bathroom.” I couldn’t answer. Marcus was too deep. My hips were moving on their own—fucking his face. The demon made sure every thrust felt like lightning. They pulled me off the wall. Bent me over the sink. Marcus behind me now. He spat into his hand. Slicked himself. No condom. No discussion. The first press of his cock against my hole made my whole body lock up. Relax, the demon ordered. You’re going to take it all.

Despite the grandeur of the room, there was an unmistakable undercurrent of unease that even the ancient walls could not contain. El-Kharis sat at one end of the table, his posture rigid, eyes fixed on the other members of the Council. To his left sat Zareon, the Demon of Earth, his massive frame nearly blending with the stone of his chair. His presence was as immovable as the mountains he commanded. To El-Kharis's right was Azazel, the demoness whose allure was as dangerous as her cunning. She avoided El-Kharis's gaze, her thoughts clearly elsewhere.

A flash of light like a star descending into the room caused them to squint their eyes and cover them as the brightness increased to blinding levels before flashing out and showing in front of everyone standing in the centre of the vast room was a tall and striking figure dressed in a white robe with the most beautiful snowy white wings stretched out in a glorious pose before snapping them for effect and folding them back. The Demon King sneered a little facetious laugh. “Arch-angel Michael himself…well, well, you do make for quite the dramatic entrance…” “King Mammon…we received your urgent request…” The Angel Michael looked around the room with an arrogant gaze, it fell upon Kat and he fro

It wailed and disappeared in a cloud of smoky poison. Jason grabbed Maddie's arm and ran towards Ayesha, whose demon had also disappeared. Her clothes were peppered with holes where the demon's poison has splashed on her as she struggled to stand up. Ethan also finished off his own demon with a last flick of the sword and ran towards them. The other Tracker demons had entered the diner and were running towards them. Holding hands with the others, Maddie caught a last glimpse of the ruined diner and the demons slashing at them with their tentacles before she was drawn like a fish on a line into a well of darkness.

Alec said, touching his forehead like he caught a headache. I stood up not liking to see Alec this way. It makes me sad. I really hated this demon alpha for doing this to the man I so much care about. "I don't think you need to get so flustered because of this Alpha's letter. Just figure out what to do" I said softly, particularly talking to Alec. "You don't know who we are talking about Jessy. This man is a demon that doesn't care about anyone's life. Whosoever he visits, it's all death so stay out of this" Damion said harshly.

"You have to help me first, you will help me and then you can go" Damian rolled his eyes, "didn't you hear me? I said I can't go back without the book—" "we'll figure something out" Damian raised an eyebrow, "We?" "Yes, me and a shirtless demon who happens to be you" Arianna answered with a hand on her waist. Damian smirked as he approached her, "You seem to mention the fact that I'm shirtless too much, do you like what you see?" Arianna's face flushed red, this creature was too straightforward in his words, "Just help me and then..We...I...and you, will figure out a way to get you freed, okay?" her voice came out shaky.

We're getting close, I can almost feel the demon. The thick steel door is just how I remember it, gunmetal gray and at least four inches thick. Zack opens the combination latch with practiced ease; he doesn't seem nearly as nervous as I feel. The eerie silence that follows us in sends chills up my arms, but it's short-lived. We barely get inside before laughter completely floods the room. "I thought you'd never get here!" the Demon calls out. He's in a sturdy wooden chair, completely bound and chained to the floor. Zack was right, he looks nothing like Uncle John. His eyes are completely black and his skin has a clammy, yellow hue to it, almost as though the body has already died.

No fence. None taken. Madison said. But it seems a little crazy that those harpies would keep trying to attack us. Something tells me it is not just by coincidence. I am afraid you are right. The fact that those harpies were here means that your foster dad is in worse hands than I thought. I am sorry. But did you just say music demon? June acts with a puzzled look on her face I did. How dangerous can a demon name polio be? Do not let the name fool you, he is a type of demon that can manipulate other folklore through his music. If he is close enough, he could bolster their strength to make them nearly invincible.

What's the need of being good? Being good really sulks? So what if I couldn't get Hace? I will conquer earth and make it mine.. Before I was thrown down to the earth,I managed to influence some demons to come down with me.. There is a great seer named Zach among this demons. I have summoned him to come and read my future, I'm sure he would be here anytime soon. Just then, I heard some movements. "I know you would come meet me" "Anything for you master" Zach replied with a slight bow.

“The Archangel Michael..!” Doris looked at her partner and then at the newcomer. She was in awe of everything she was witnessing. Joseph smiled when he saw the Archangel. “You’ve already done a lot here!” The archangel said to Thomas. “It’s time for you to get back where you belong!” Everyone could see the look of panic on Thomas’s face. In a matter of seconds he changed form, revealing his true appearance: that of the demon. He turned a deep red, with long horns on his forehead and a long tail. His face was the most horrendous thing those people had witnessed so far. He began to throw fire on the archangel Michael, but it didn’t reach him, repelled by an invisible force. The archangel walke