Red Face Demon Novels & Stories

His sharp features and burning crimson eyes marked him as something more - a demon. A chill swept through me as understanding dawned. This was what the sacrifices had been for. This was what Andromeda had summoned. The demon’s gaze flicked toward me then, as though sensing my presence. His crimson eyes glowed faintly, his lips curling into a smile that promised nothing but ruin. I didn’t stop to think. I lunged into the fight.

“Hey, wake up!” This time the demon weakly opens his eyes. Blood covers his scruffy beard and toned chest. He’s quite beautiful. This time his eyes are dark instead of glowing an icy color. He has long dark ebony hair and high cheekbones. In fact, he looks a bit familiar. I just can’t recall who he looks like. As soon as he sees us, he releases a threatening growl. But Rowan and I remain where we are. “Calm down, man. I’m here to help.” Rowan mutters gently.

When they heard the commotion, they opened their eyes. However, their eyes remained unfocused. There was no fear, no shock, and no desire to ask for help. They turned their heads mechanically and looked at us. With creepy smiles on their faces, they said, “Welcome home, master.”

Coldly, he pointed at me and Maria and continued to scold, "Then explain why your 'friends' know. Never mind, I don’t want to hear your excuses." As soon as he finished speaking, Fred sneered and raised his hand. In the darkness, the figure of a demon materialized. It had the head of an ox and the body of a horse, emanating an oppressive, suffocating stench. Its skin was like decaying swamp, covered in sores and bloodstains. Its enormous ox-like head was dotted with glowing crimson eyes that gleamed with cruel malice. A long, forked tongue flicked out of its mouth, carrying the pungent smell of rot, as though it might devour everything in its path at any moment. The grotesque creature stood

All those while, our biggest problem looked like Lana but now, she may even be an ally compared to whatever was making that deadly scream. “Hahahaha.” Crazy laughter like the coming of the end of the world rang out. A dark shadow flashed quickly, rushing towards Ann in particular. I leaned down, following closely behind them. I saw a demon that looked like a half smiling, half crying face. ‘What atrocity is on that face?’ “Damnit.” Lana cursed and fell backwards, a glare from that demon creature knocked her out. The eerie shadow looked to my direction, its red eyes piercing right into my soul.

H drawled, whipping his fingers in liquid motions. “Of—of course, Prince Haien, ” the demon gulped hard before falling cleanly on the floor with its mutated scaly feet. Damn, no wonder the room smelled of ammonia. The low-class demon actually resides in a sewer-like river of Hell. “I can always give you the soul of this man.” H lazily closed his eyes and basked on the aroma of the fresh blood around him. “How about both? That would be better.” While lifting his hand higher, he opened his eyes and a rush of color changed the heterochromatic ones to a solid, glowing red.

“Nice to meet you. I am your father, Valac.” There was no denying it, this man was my father. He had the same raven hair as I did, the same almond shaped eyes. Though his eyes seemed to almost glow a deep crimson red that had me entranced. I had never seen eyes like his before. All I could focus on were his eyes. I couldn't remember what I had come here for or what I had been thinking. The intense red glow had me paralyzed. I couldn't move or speak, all I could do was stare into the red light right in front of me. I felt a haze begin to form in my mind everything around me seemed to fade as if there were nothing in the world but me and those eyes. I wondered what made them so red, maybe that

As if she had just taken a step beyond her own life, the village, even reason itself. And when the man suddenly opened his eyes—blazing, blood-red eyes that pierced the air—Rea felt true fear for the first time. She had only leaned in for a moment, to wipe the sweat from his brow, when the demon's eyes shot open. Red. Deep, burning red, glowing like two smoldering wounds, where blood and fire met. And then... he moved. Kael rose from the bed as if he had never been injured. The movement was faster than Rea could comprehend, and before she could react, the demon's hand clamped around her throat.

Red light cracked the air like lightning, and there he was. He stood in the center of my living room, towering over me, a demon straight out of fantasy. His skin was a deep, smoldering red, like embers glowing under ash, stretched taut over a chiseled frame that screamed power. Broad shoulders, carved pecs, and abs so defined I could trace each ridge with my eyes.

Elias POV I couldn't believe it. One moment I'm passing out after a long hard day of work. Then next, I have a naked sex demon on top of me talking about she's here to fuck me. The shit was all too real, and the demon, she's fucking beautiful. I never really dealt with demons before on a personal level. They could be tricky and dangerous, so I kept my distance from them unless necessary. But she, she was fucking gorgeous. She had flawless olive skin, big breasts, a beautiful ass, and a curvy body. Her hair was long and curly, and the color reminded me of the moon. Her lips were full, and her eyes were grey. She looked to be 100% human; if it weren't for the hint of red in her eyes and her sc