Nezuko Fanart Demon Novels & Stories

My blurry vision of a man shows a bright blue pair of eyes that calms like the sea. That man inches closer and bit my neck, I gasped for the last moment as I breathed the air. I lost all my senses. - The old tales said that the demon who came from the underworld choses the land as his domain, and monsters and creatures attacked the humans. It was then the hero with the help of the temple fought the evil creatures for peace. The Demon King fought hand in hand with the hero, with him having defeated and formed a contract instead and sealed his power for the peace of both creatures and living, thus the evil forces did not flee and stayed hidden deep in the forest. The hero and the temple founde

He holds out his hands, so I take them, trying not to think about how much larger they are compared to mine. "You should know that I find touching you abhorrent," I mutter. All I can think about is how many people have lost their lives to these hands. "I don't care what you're feeling, as long as it's something," he says. "Now. Try to relax. Concentrate on the connection between us." Releasing a long breath, I let my eyes flutter closed. Being a Demon is unique, it's special. It doesn't matter what most people say, I know that deep down, and through that, it allows me to connect to other's like me. Which is why I don't shy away from the connection between Keo and I.

“Katarina de’Basille.” Kat sat forward in her seat, leaning her forearms on the desk and giving Ruben an intense stare. “What is the name Basille to you?” “Basille? There is only one Basille that I know of…Lord Basille…One of the ninth level High Demon Lords in the Demon Realm.” Kat looked intensely at Ruben with her eyebrows raised waiting for him to make the connection. Suddenly his eyes went wide and they lifted to hers with a look that was hard to decipher. She smiled ever angelically at him, such a huge contrast from the formidable mouth of teeth just moments ago.

one of his demons whines, I hissed at him meanie, they act just like babies, I didn't do anything. "What did she do? She's sitting here in my lap," he answer him, he's right, I'm right here in his lap, it's what I did before I came over to hide in his lap. You see, I soon found out that hell is a boring place, unless if you make it exciting, that includes poking the demons, and when they get angry, I'd tell them I'm Lucifer's favourite Neko, between all of us, I'm the youngest and the only one allowed to cause troubles.

I'll just fart or something instead. I turn the faucet of hot water on the bathtub and throw in some bubble bath solution. While I wait for the bath to fill up, I strip off my shirt, vest, and pants, not to mention my boots, and step into the shower. Turning the faucet unleashes a spray of cold water on me, but it quickly heats up. The water runs through my hair and down my face and goes the rest of the way down my body. My wings that are wrapped around my torso relax and expand to their magnificent size. Being half angel and half demon automatically gives you wings too. But the wings aren't anything like the two. Angels have beautiful bird-like wings, like eagles and ospreys and hawks, whe

I was having a glaring battle with Nami when Selene whispered in my ear and I arched my left eyebrow before tearing my gaze away from the bunny and shifted to her, I saw how serious her face was, she, along with Ivana,Ceres and Rujin who are the deities daughter who can sense a real demon around, though I can sense demons too, but I guess I was too distracted by this bunny who's still have the guts flirting with my man even if she already has Jonas. They were all looking outside of the restaurant because the demon's presence seemed to be near us and then I felt it, the sudden oppressive pressure coming outside of the restaurant, I snapped my head to look where they are staring at but Liam wa

"S h e...?" She was confused while Zeke turned to the other side and walked towards the small pond. He stood next to it and waved his hand making the water to move in wave after wave until it took shape of a girl. A girl that was smiling brightly at them. She looked like a little kitten with her eyes full of naughtiness. "Flora, she came in my kingdom one day." He spoke as he lifted his ahnd tried dto touch the face of the girl but it melted and became a part of the pond. The demon lord curled his fingers as he clenched his jaw muscles. His mouth suddenly felt salted.

If my seventeen year old mind had thought him good looking, then after I had no word for what he was right now. Deviously perfect. Dark fallen angel. Demon of sensuality. At twenty-one, I saw Xavier in a manner that scared and chilled me to my bones, every activity I had been mentally engaged in halting. His eyes which I had merely seen as silver before were an ocean of greyness, gloriously cruel and sensually manipulative. They were as sinful as the sexy upward curve of his lips in a knowing lazy smile which dominated without making an effort. Fuck. A pool of wetness flooded my womanhood and eyes at the same time.

As said by Maddox's father, there is really no way to get rid of them unless the ritual is complete. "Hey I found something interesting.Demons have an enhanced sense of smell and taste.They can sense the other souls, higher ranked demons can even force the evil souls for submission. Gray eyed demons belong from the highest rank and are the cruelest.But there's something more dangerous, two demons combined together can do massive destruction." Martha paused, her face pale as she looked up at me. "You said the Lycan Kingdom had a demon trapped and and.. our Alpha also has a demon which means both together in one place"

As the door slowly creaked open, Leon’s eyes immediately locked onto Zalethos Blackwood, seated on a raised throne at the far end of the room. Zalethos Blackwood, the Demon King, exuded an aura of authority that seemed to fill the entire room. His jet-black eyes were like bottomless abysses, cold and commanding, while the sharpness of his gaze radiated an overwhelming pressure. He wore a regal robe of deep purple, edged with gold, and every movement he made imbued with a sense of solemn dignity.