Michael Jackson Demon Novels & Stories

Chris is immediately alarmed. “You can’t go home yet.” The demon supplied. “What’s happening?” Chris urgently asked. The demon stared at Chris for a few seconds before answering, “I got impatient and finally hacked their system-” Chris’ eyes widened, he cut off Damien, “don’t tell me you got discovered again?” The demon rolled his eyes at Chris’ outburst.

"I'm Melany and next to London in the back is none other than Jackie Mayers. We're honored to be a part of this band and I can only hope to be as great as my predecessor." I glance at Jackie and she nodded, knowing it was her cue to finish the speech. "Okay, Ohio!" she screamed, hyping the crowd up, "Y'all ready to rock?" "WE'RE READY TO ROCK!" the crowd shouted back. "I said," she sings, accompanied by the random chords of the band, "Are y'all ready to rock?!" This time, the fans screamed and Ken plunked his electric guitar. The high-energy opening for 'Rock Demon' started playing. Rock Demon is an iconic song from this band. The main vocals are mine and London's with London taking the role

' wait what I've been thinking for three hours what is up with my slow thought process ' he thought as he looked up at the ceiling . what the demon doesn't know is that Jade is dead Michelle and the rest decided to split up and Michelle encountered the unfortunate demon wearing his jacket so she squeezed the info out of him and killed him now she's leisurely heading towards the hideout as soon as she got there she smacked the big demon black into a wall and now. "the fuck!!???" Jack tries to run but is caught by the demon. 'ah my escape ruined buy what could have sent this guy flying?' Jade staggered to his feet and said.

The door to the room I was, flew open, revealing the demon himself, dressed in his all black glory, he was holding a gun, he looked over at me and smirked, dropping the gun on his table, he walked over to his dresser, taking off his rolled up sleeve suit. "You know this is low right, even for you." I said. "I'll take the risk." His very sweet voice echoed around the room, damn, how I've missed that voice. "Lemme guess, you want to 50 shades of gray me." I said, Sacarsm dripping from my words. He gave a full rich laugh, taking off his pants and sliding on his black joggers. "Hmm, kinda." He said. "Look Tyler, in order to avoid any nonsense in the future, just let me go." I said, although, I k

The bar looks spotless, and the alcohol bottles are lined up with military precision in glass cabinets hanging above the counter. This place is clean for a biker bar. Only the lingering scent of cigarette smoke and cigars gives it away. I turn around and spot the massive logo of the MC painted on the wall: a black, realistic-looking skull grinning on a red background. Behind the skull are huge black angel wings, and a blunt hangs out of the creepy grin. Above it reads "Highway Demons," and below: "MC" and "Nevada."

He said and I nodded, I knew I was telling him to defile me, as if he hasn’t already done that here. “Here or there, it’s the same thing, I-i want to feel your body, I want to know what it’s like when you wrap your hands around my neck and fuck me like you do here” I said and there was silence, his eyes danced and kept switching colors, I wanted to know how demons work but not now, later. “I don’t know what’s happening with you right now but fucking hell Ive always wanted to fuck your too, this place is becoming tiring, I want to bent your head against your pillow and fuck you until you cant breathe” he said wrapping his around my waist.

“Oh, I know a few,” Demon replied, that mischievous smirk still on his face and had now creeped into his tone. “Don Hilton’s is a good place to go. Very nice place if you want to impress a girl.” “Thank you, Demon,” I said, and in a carefree tone I added, “Now, keep your eyes on the road before you crash us both.” Demon let out a loud burst of laughter. I smiled, making absolutely no effort to repress how happy I was.

He paced back and forth in the room trying to calm his nerves down, but his demon was being rebellious again. I thought we made peace, he told his demon as if his demon was someone other than himself. His demon was only a name for his dark side, the evil inside of him, the anger, the wickedness, the frustration and of course the l.u.s.t and hunger. The will to manipulate and to seduce was usually what his demon enjoyed the most and usually that side of him, his demon was stronger than his good side. "Lucian." Hazel's voice interrupted his fight with his demon but as he turned around and laid eyes on her he knew there was no going back.

Clea was too shocked to say anything. "You're a descendant of the Goddess Fló. A sworn protector of this town and the towners. A witch that became a demon. Ohalo is awakening the formerly asleep demon energy in you." "Demon?!" Kali exclaimed again. Clea was shaken. She didn't even know what being a Demon meant. There was no way for her to believe it since she didn't even understand. No wonder. It was close to what Kali theorized;