Razgriz Demon Novels & Stories

Grant was raising up his hand, signaling the pack to calm down. "...he had been trough alot, and your superior attitude won't..." Grey was about to say more when something pulled me away. I felt my arm was sprained instantly, I could hear it popped out from it's socket. I groaned in pain, and Ranulf cursed loudly and tried to come after me. The demon was way taller and bulkier from me, his grip was tight, and he was fast. I could hear their growls, as my pack member let their wolves surfaced. The red looking demon was not alone, he had at least a dozen with him.

"I... I summoned a demon, Grace. His name is Azazel, and he appeared in my room a few days ago." Grace's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. "A demon? Are you serious, Liv? That's... that's impossible." Olivia’s heart sank. “You’re probably thinking that I’m crazy…” “It’s not that I’m thinking that way. It’s just… I understand that your grandmother is into shit like this and you probably enjoyed stuff like this too but is this shit even real? Like, does it really exist?” “It does… I know it does because I just experienced it.”

Angelic Demon episode 14 A phone call interrupted the sad atmosphere. They were all sitting on an arm chair in Roderigo's room. Hands on their cheeks, tapping their feet closely, they were too worried to go home. There is a killer on loose. This was not there first time working overnight so it was not a big deal to them. The last time they worked overnight was when an antique was stolen in a museum. The collected who reported the incident got killed as well as other people. The investigation lasted for months and they all lost something very valuable to the killer. The thought of losing again made them shiver.

However, he was halted instantly by the invisible barrier, which was powerful enough to force Alexander further away from home. He placed his palm on the surface as his power erupted, sending deep cracks across the ground. Alexander instantly shot off like a lightning ray and entered the home as the barrier that had been there vanished. “Isabella!” “Bella!!” Alexander screamed. He went up to Bella's room but found neither her nor any mess, indicating that Bella had not taken the stairs. His wrath erupted from his body, shattering everything in its path as he morphed into a demon with two large horns, his mouth releasing steam. Satan closed his eyes and called Lucifer and the Reaper to him.

Edzar's father. Ariesta Collison is a beautiful princess with a unique face. It stands at 170cm, the figure most women dream of, weighing just 48kg this month due to post-traumatic stress. Her exotic yellow skin has become even more pale since he's been living like a vampire for months. Sunscreen. It still hums from its thick lips.

Because the one who came was a demon and that demon would make her life miserable. Odeus who was just strolling in the human world to find a new toy for him found Graciella. At first, he was not interested in her so he just let his minions attack her. But a second before his minion attacked her, he saw her eyes were full of fear and at the same time full of hatred.

I feel his hot body finally, the covers still over my head and I pull myself closer to him, wrapping my arms around him. I inhale his sweetly, delicious scent and it fogs all my other judgment, also reminding me of all the stories he told me last night about Bahm. The half Dark Wizard, and half Demon-Wolf. He sounded amazing, but his temper seemed to always get the best of him. Kris's scent gives me the ultimate goosebumps, feeling unbelievably amazing against my naked flesh. My breast smashed up against his back and I wrap my legs around his. "Mmmmmm!" I groan.

If looks could physically kill, Regina Summers would have dissolved into ash. "Who the hell are you?!" my mom screamed, thrashing around as she tried to break free from his grip. "Let go of me, you brute!" "We finally meet, Regina Summers," Demon rasped out, his deep, gravelly voice dripping with pure poison. "Tell me... who the fuck gave an old hag like you the right to lay a hand on my Papillon?" A violent shiver ran down my spine. I had seen Demon angry before, but I had never seen him like this.

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

Malacar’s POV Zor was slamming against me hard; my demon is awake, and we will die if they sense him. Years ago, the Demon War nearly destroyed our world. Humans and other factions united and hunted down every demon, wiping us out so that none would ever threaten them again—or so they believe. No demon survived the war, so they thought. I hid him and survived. Now he has resurfaced because Zaria is our mate. I said it in my head because she doesn’t understand this whole mess yet; she only feels the connection. Strongly, as her body responds to me, I want to ravish her. But I can’t rush anything. She has never done this before; her scent is pure.