Novel & Cerita Red Face Demon

Litiana growled softly. He felt humiliated by Felen's arrogant attitude who challenged him openly. The female demon's face revealed rage. Making her beautiful form slowly fade to be replaced by a terrible face with many black lines running all over her body. Litiana's porcelain white skin turned gray with some red symbols engraved at the end of the long black line that had appeared earlier. Two small red horns sticking out of its head and a pair of reddish black wings spread out on its back. A dark red aura erupted around the demon's body.

Then to the standing figure before me. Did the female ghost become a demon? This thought made my heart thump heavily. But I prepared myself to escape anytime or fight back. The female ghost who suddenly came to my bed and shoved her face toward me, recovered. The redness in her eyes was slowly returning to its original color. That scene shocked me. I saw that clearly. Those red eyes...aren't they the eyes of a demon? Then it went back to normal. So she was not completely demonized yet. "You..." I spoke after a while. "Are you turning into a demon?"

"Surely, you've heard of their existence-" "No, Master Miller!" Scarface screamed, but calmed himself and continued, "Pardon my rudeness, however, that person is not a demonologist. Demonologists summon demons to fight for them. These demons' fires are also green or purple depending on their rank, b-but that mage…" "What about him?!" Marcus couldn't help but raise his voice. Scarface's stuttering was really starting to irk him.

"Lady Nadya!? Open the door!" "Father, what is going on—" "Oh!" The demon parted my red hair back with a claw longer than my pinky finger. Its bloodshot yellow eyes moistened in fake sympathy. "You don't want him to see you like this?" With a mouth full of demon cock? No! No, I did not want that!

“I understand. But you don’t have to decide right now. Take some time to think this through.” I flip through the pictures again, stopping once I see one of a demon that is otherwordly beautiful. He has long black hair, red eyes, and horns that remind me of a ram. He has a neutral face with a scar on the right side, it runs along his body, but his muscles are so huge I don’t even pay the scars any attention. A shiver runs through me as I look at him, and I lift my chin into the curious gaze of the matchmaker. “This one,” I say. “I want to date this guy.”

Afraid of myself. "Don't search for me, don't ask anymore questions, because if you do i will know, and it would be the last time you get to see daylight". Just before the camera went off, i noticed my eyes....her eyes change color from the blue green ones they were to a deep shade of red. And then, just then i realized this whole thing was very real. It wasn't PTSD of any kind no, i was possessed. Possessed by a demon that feeds on female gentiles. Females that i clearly murdered with my own hands. Possessed by the mother of hell.

With a heart-wrenching scream, the purplish-red light in the void suddenly expanded and shook off all the golden-purple ‘Path’ characters. A brand-new supreme Demonic Body replaced the soul consciousness and the Demonic Spirit, revealing a mysterious and powerful, terrifying power emanating with vast evil. He had crimson hair, swaying without wind, dressed in a black and red python robe, with a blood-red flowing cloak draped behind him. He held a demonic spear that radiated daunting demonic energy. Thick purplish-red demonic clouds rolled above his head, and sixteen rapidly rotating skulls beneath his feet. It was like the arrival of a grim reaper, causing the world to change color.

How could a spirit be tortured? Rose groaned as she rolled over onto her back, smoke seeming to rise from her singed body. The demon just cackled as he watched them, the noise sounding like boulders grating against each other. His body was a deep red, almost as if it had been dipped in blood. His eyes were almost as dark as his body, with no whites to be seen, almost as if they flowed from his body straight to the pupils. He had pointy ears and two small horns in the middle of his slick scalp. His teeth were just as yellowed as Baltabek's, and his fingers and toes were scrawny claws that resembled small talons from a twisted bird. He wore no clothing, and just like Baltabek, seemed to have n

Jared said in a deep eerie voice that reeked malicious intent as saliva dripped from his mouth. The demon was unlike anything they had ever seen or faced before. It towered over them, with skin that was as black as coal and eyes that glowed a demonic red. It wielded a massive claw that looked as if it could cleave them in two with a single blow. Still, Leon showed no fear as he leaped and shifted into his Lycan form

The demon turned towards me, his red blazing eyes with blood dripping mouth looking as Sinister as ever. At the sight of the man in front of me, I couldn't help but feel a little unsure in my heart. It was only two days ago I met an actual demon for the first time in my life after I came here, and Cassandra was anything but sweet. However, what am I supposed to do or say when it's only been two days, and I met a ferocious and blood-hungry demon?