Paranormal Romance Books With Demons Novels & Stories

[Delilah] I knew he might have been there to bait me the moment I sensed him in that bar three weeks ago. Seeing him here today confirms it. Someone is trying to set me up and they are using this sweet child to trap me. I should have never approached him that night. But a virgin as pure as him is so rare I had to be the first to sample him, to drink from his essence. It had been so long since I had a proper meal, and it didn't hurt that he was also devastatingly beautiful. Angelic almist. My kind cannot resist something so fresh and pure. Whoever put him on my path did so knowing that I would be come weak in his presence, drawn to his inner light. It is in our nature to find, claim, seduce,

“But for months that I’ve been with you, I got to knew you better. You’re not like them.” I looked away when I spoke. “Are you done now?” When I turned to him I could see the shock in his eyes. “What . . .” “In your revenge? You’re done? My parent’s company is now under your name. You won. You’re happy now? My mother. . . she is dead. Is it because of you?” he didn’t speak as his jaw tensed. “You’re such a monster. I can’t be with you anymore! Be with your women! After all, that’s what you’re good at, right? That’s where you excel at being a demon!”

There's a wide room with a matching window that has the scene of the ocean beyond a small meadow and a small group of trees to the right. There are two chairs and one round high coffee table between. Two people sit, one you know, one you don't. At least not from this story. "So," says Cayce, "I'll introduce myself first. But since this is the end of my book then you probably know about me enough. Cayce Vance, eighteen. Married around now, ready for some action, and half-demon and half-angel hybrid."

Elyse said with a small voice. "He's the what?" I asked in disbelief. The food that I was cooking was completely forgotten and Anna and Fay had turned around to face Elyse. Fay threw her book over the couch and stood up to watch over Elyse's shoulder at the screen. "He's not just the king of demons, it seems.. It says here he is the demon of lust." Fay read out with narrowed eyes. "The demon of lust?" Anna intercepted with interest. "Yeah, it says here that there are 7 sins. They're like... brothers." Elyse added in.

"You are mine. Only mine. You belong to me. You belong to Erix Drystan. And this is your fate. I'm your fate." No! The only thing echoed in my head right now. He can't be my fate. I can't be His. I don't want a monster in my fate. As if he could read my mind, he smirked evilly, "Alas! You are stuck with a demon not a monster." He is truly a demon. And I couldn't digest the fact that my fate made me meet this demon and I don't know what things he has planned for me. A demon in black clothes and with red eyes is now in my life now. And now I have to fight this fate of mine.

the witch chanted over Damien’s injured body,he looked like someone who had been ravaged by beasts but nevertheless,the witch singsong over his body, passing hot coals and portions over his head before he slowly came back to live. “Where am I?” He spoke lowly,as if calculating his next words as he looked around. Instantly, memories began rushing in,the clashing of swords,the grunting of men,the cries of innocent and weak souls as the demons attacked in their numbers. “You’re safe my Lord” the witch replied, placing her treasures and portions back in the box. “The war was fierce, right now,the demons have taken Dominion over zikia,any vampire who dares return there will face a brutal death” s

I shifted my chair next to him so I could see the page, maybe a little too closely because I saw his body tense up for a moment. "See? Here they start talking about archangels, then a few pages later they talk about demons and hell." I pointed at the pictures followed by the long paragraphs. "They look so pretty," I said as I looked at the page with the beautiful white creatures, then at him, and his eyes lit up again, but this time they were yellow. "How—how about demons?" he stuttered a little, and I turned to the next page.

🎀CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE🎀 Zayla exhaled slowly, her chest rising and falling. “How… cunning.” The woman let out a quiet, knowing laugh. “Indeed. Very cunning.” She leaned closer to the fire, as the flames crackled. ”Let's get back to the story..” “The demon eventually claimed his body,” she continued.“At first, the prince was still aware of himself… but slowly, the demon took full control. Then came the strange deaths. Unexplainable events. Fear spread through the palace like a sickness.”

"I guess that's one way of looking at it. But still, I'm sorry we got caught again. This wasn't part of my plan." "I don't think anything that's happened to us recently was. I suppose I'm going to have to get used to having vampires and werewolves popping into my life on a regular basis now. Maybe I should also prepare for a few zombies and demons." She'd thought their vampire driver ignored them, but he interjected at this point. "Zombies are rare and require great power to summon. Demons are banned from this plane." "Well, that's good to know. Any other mythical creatures I should watch out for?" She peered into the rearview mirror and caught his gaze, as well as the tilt of his lips. Warm

"If you burn this, your story with me... it never reaches a conclusion. We'll be in this 'Volatile Middle' forever. The tension, the fighting, the hunger... it never settles into peace." Elara looked into his grey eyes. She saw the demon who had branded her, the man who had died for her, and the partner who was now standing in the Zero-Point with her. "Peace is just another word for 'Paid in Full', Vane," Elara said. "And I’m not interested in being settled." She touched the flame to the corner of the book. The leather didn't burn with orange fire. It erupted in a geyser of white light and rainbow colored ink. The pages turned into birds made of words, flying out of the vault, through the co