Red Face Demon Novels & Stories

Angelica… A look of realization passed over his face. “You don’t know what you are.” His face hardened again. “Damned Demons abandoning their young, leaving them among the humans! Filthy bastards can’t even raise their own!” My eyes widened in shock; my tears stopped. “I’m not a demon, why do you keep calling me that? Demons are red and scary, with nasty faces, and—” He jerked me forward, getting within inches of my face. “Nasty faces? Are you saying I look like a demon?”

It was this small gesture that caught the other's attention, and Evelyn then saw the demon sitting on Niederhogg's head tilt its head, revealing a face that was all but unknown to her, and looking over in her direction with a curious expression. The red-haired demon was very clean and handsome, looking about her age, with a pair of thin, sharp, black horns on his head, the location of the horns was a bit different from the other demons, not on top of the head, but a little bit higher up on the corner of the forehead, rather than a demon, he looked more like the "ghosts" in the handheld game that Evelyn used to play. He looks more like a "ghost" in the game Evelyn used to play than a demon.

Demonica raise in the air as the black goddess blows a black smoke into her face. “Remember the deal. Destroy them all for you to live.” The black goddess said as Demonica stands looking at her hand and body, this time she changed really dark. Demonica’s beautiful blond short curls becomes black, her light green eyes changed into reddish, he pinkish lips become so scary red like blood and she is giving off a scary dark aura. Demonica is now wearing a red gown that reveals her back and cleavage and a red high heels. She smiles menacingly that sends shivers all over my body. She doesn’t look like the kind and loving Demonica we are seeing a little while back.

Apparently, she knew him. "Why do demons' eyes glow red when they look at you?" I asked curiously and she chuckled softly. "Oh dear, when a demon's eyes turn red when they're looking at you it means that they are attracted to you or very angry. The brighter the red the more they're into you or the angrier they are. Why? Do Noah's eyes turn red?" I nodded with a frown. "Cheer up, that means you've won half the battle," my wolf growled. I rolled my eyes and rested my head against the seat.

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.

“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.