Paranormal Romance Books With Demons Novels & Stories

Pam didn't really say much about them apart for them being close with Damon. April wasn't exactly curious about the vampire princes, she only wanted to know about the demon but Pam didn't seem to know more about him. She wished she could find anything, just anything that would be lead to the answers to her questions. She drew the curtains closed after staring at the window for a while and thinking about the things Pam had told her about the demon. She sighed as her head hurt just thinking about the demon, he was really a good ingredient for a headache. She lay on the bed feeling her eyes already drooping to sleep and then she allowed the darkness to take over. She closed her eyes and slowly

The only thing that could take me out of here is Beta Morgan's arrival. After dressing up, I went to sit at my reading table... Leoric would come in anytime now I knew and I was also waiting for him to come. I picked one of my unfinished novels and started reading. The love story was a very weird but emotional and spiritual one. I usually used it to wear away time whenever I couldn't stop waiting. It was a love story if a beautiful fairy and the weirdest combination ever... Demon! Not just a demon but a demon Lord. She was mated to a demon Lord, he possessed different kind of evil powers, he could enter the body of a living person and controlled that person's behavior, that was how he found

Written by Evelyn Mba ©®©® @Paranormal @Romance MR. GORGEOUS Two weeks flew by... The sun shone brightly..the wind blew caressing each skin. Roxanne stood on the balcony of the library, her eyes fixed on the book on her hands. It was too abnormal to her.. she was reading a paranormal story, something she has never read before. It was all about Wolf's. She sighed and closed the book. The book title was; A DEMON IN LOVE

Instead, my hands gripped his shoulders, pulling him closer, as if the weight of him was the only thing keeping me grounded in a world that had spun out of control. His fingers dug into my waist, possessive, as if he could hold onto me and keep the chaos outside at bay. I couldn’t deny the heat between us. It was suffocating, consuming. His lips found mine again, and the kiss turned desperate, like we were both aware of the ticking clock, of how fragile this moment was. Outside, the city was burning, the threat of another attack looming, but here, in this room, all I could feel was him. “You drive me insane,” I whispered, my nails digging into his skin as he pushed my legs apart, his body ho

I really want to see you again one last time. . . . . . . Note by Author : Thank you for reading. This book is now complete. The next chapter won’t be part of the book but merely information on demons which you can read for free if you search The Encyclopedia of Demons and Demonology by Rosemary Ellen Guiley. You don’t have to buy the next chapter.

Lillie Damon stared out the window of her cabin. The lightning in the midnight sky illuminated the forest on Slaughter Hill. Wind hissed through the forests. Thunder rang with a loud explosion that echoed for miles. She was determined it was a suitable midnight to cast a spell upon her suitor Paul. She went into the shower. Lying down on the counter was a comb that Paul used to comb his hair. Lillie picked up the hair from his comb. Lillie stepped onto the back deck and cleaned the soil off the underside of his loafers. She continued into the backyard and ignited a picture of him and picked up the ashes. She was squatting on the floor with torches all around her. The gleam of the torches pro

I left Demetri in bed that morning and snuck downstairs to the living room with a steaming cup of over-sweetened coffee. Being in his arms after such a horrendous nightmare went from comforting to terrifying. How could I seek comfort from someone who ran a circle of Hell? He was a demon. Granted, one who was pulling my walls down brick by brick, but a Demon no less. Was it wrong of me to judge him based on the horror stories I've heard or seen in paranormal movies?

Finally bold enough, I asked, "Could you check?" The demon even jerked his head, then laughed. Have you ever heard a demon's laughter? Do you think it's scary? It's no scarier than a storm, or lighting, or a hurricane. It sounds wild, and furious, and mad, and fiery, yet oh so beautiful. The room suddenly became chilly. Smoke swirled in the corners of the pentagram, and Martha grew even paler. She was afraid I wouldn't be able to hold the demon back-or that I wouldn't be able to hold myself back from stepping toward him. I wasn't going to do that, however. I knew all too well you weren't supposed to trust demons.

One hand snaked between us, fingers finding where we were joined, circling with expert pressure. “Let go,” he commanded, his voice rougher than I’d ever heard it. “Let me see you come apart.” His words broke something loose inside me. The tension that had been building shattered, pleasure crashing over me in waves that had me crying out his name, my body arching and trembling beneath his. He followed moments later, his rhythm faltering as he buried his face in my neck, a groan torn from his throat as he found his own release. As we lay tangled together, breath mingling and hearts racing, I felt an unfamiliar peace settle over me. In this moment, with Carlisle’s weight grounding me to reality

It would also make some sense of why she could so easily slip into many different version of herself, honoring them and calling on the will to embody each sliver of herself. Her defiant answer was just the thing to kick in Blood’s lust for her energy, to taste the essence of what kept her body animated until there was nothing left. This moment made him understand why demons and succubi were often mistook for each other. Having the opportunity to ignore her needs and drink her soul dry of its life force showed him what separated them. As a demon, he wasn’t a slave to his thirst for it though, it was his choice to drink a little or all of her or none at all, unlike a succubus. For that gift, h