Novel & Cerita Red Face Demon

It was a man with a broad chest and an innocent face with skin that couldn't have possibly seen the sun before. She could have thought he was an angel but his burning red eyes made her rethink that. "I am Raglan, a demon prince and I have an offer for you..."

After discussing everything, Xiao Chen led the four creatures to the demon's final location. "Are you sure this will work?" asked a man with red skin and a single horn on his forehead. He looked at the demon who was sucking the blood of a woman they had just captured after surrounding Xiao Chen's group of young people. "Agh! Virgin blood is indeed very delicious, hahahaha. Are you asking about that figure? Don't worry, I'm sure there won't be any problems. As long as we truly fulfill its desire, we can become stronger and then we might be able to enter the human world once again!" replied the demon who had just finished tasting the woman's blood. The woman's beautiful body was now dry, and s

I stayed still, waiting for what would happen next, snapping my head around trying to figure out where the demon was in particular. "Show yourself," I said. "Or are you afraid to face me?" I added with the little courage in me. The trees began to crack, and they were forming into a large, ugly beast I had never seen before. The demon had four eyes. Two were black, and the other remaining two were red with long, sharp nails and four horns at the top of its head. The demon was red and ready to swallow me up. And at that point, I knew I was doomed. Who would save me from my destruction, or would I save myself, I thought?

It didn’t seem to affect him at all? He walked in with sheer confidence and opened his arms wide with flair, he turned around and shook his bum a little before continuing to walk down the path, as if he knew exactly where to go. Enkeli put her hand over her mouth to stifle her laughter at the site she had just seen. “Is this how all demons are? They’re not so bad.” She actually thought he was kind of funny, in a silly manner but his looks were the complete opposite. He looked ferocious. She wouldn’t be surprised if his red hair was actually red because he dyed it with the blood of his enemies.

They were able to hold their own with all four demon realms together fighting, but the Dregok kept growing in power. Vastria reviewed the pictures of the four demon realms that was allied. They each had a distinction to their profile. The Kolrerin realm demons, their skin was caramel colored, their hair a deep red. The description indicated that these demons were experts on fire element magic. They could eat fire. There was also a description on the levels of fire magic and its color indication from white to red, to orange, and blue. She could not imagine that there could be such a variety.

"All six died, burnt to crisp. Care to explain?" "I know nothing of those two. I remember all I eat." The demon sounded sincere. "These burns are exactly as a demons. Have you been keeping your men in check?" "No demon will go against my order. How dare you insinuate that we did this?" The demon roared, rising to his feet. All signs of his playful demeanour disappeared. His eyes flashed a terrible red as an upward curved horn appeared in the middle of his forehead. I wiped the sweat gathering on my forehead, feeling my cloth stick to my body from the growing heat.

The dragon asked Mockingly as it breathe out golden flames but lucan quickly ducked, " fight me if you want to save her or she may be dead even before we start". This was like the trigger he needed and without asking for his permission, his demon bursted out of him standing tall and mighty. It was almost nine foot tall and had a really disgusting face far away from the drop dead handsome Lucan. It's nails were so sharp that it could tear through anything and he had a mixture of red and blue lights glowing from his body, anyone who saw this creature would think it was the devil himself and yes, right now he was the devil and he was here to collect what rightfully belonged to him.

Vampires look at each other, and confirm Samantha's identity among themselves through mental conversation. "Don't waste your time asking who I am." Samantha interrupted them. "I'll introduce myself. Yes, I'm Samantha, a.k.a RED. And also known as the Demon vampire feeding the blood of her OWN kind." "It's really her!", exclaims the short-haired female vampire. "Jeez, what bad luck. We actually ran into her.", says one among the male vampires. "What are we gonna do now?"

Something worse. He stands roughly two inches taller than me. His black hair is combed back. Slick with gel. His color scheme is black and white. Like a panda. But nothing like said animal. He walks with vigor and a domineering prowess. But what kicks everything into limbo is his face. It sharp. Too sharp. It seems to be made of porcelain. Almost as white as my skin. But something else. Like it's been bleached. Bleached with so many chemicals it has no hope of returning to any healthy color. His eyes are grey. Almost like storm clouds. No. Nothing like storm clouds. I know that color too well. It can only be described in my words as the color of dead elephant skin.

Vlad felt like his never-ending hunger was finally satiated and thirst finally quenched. This feeling of completeness was so amazing and sudden that it surprised him. How could it compare to what he felt when he saw that fake angel? He began to take pride in the fact that she was one of the rare created demons that kept her senses. He studied her more closely. There was clarity in her eyes and not crazed madness. Her aura was a perfect stable hue of murky red. He wondered about the object of her hate, but that was something he could find out later. More importantly, it meant that her power would be stable. She would not have to struggle with the issue of fleeting emotions. She was definitely