Return Of The Mad Demon Raw Novels & Stories

The girl was feeling like a delicate bird in front of him. Azfarin's hair was so tangled that tears came to her eyes due to the pain. The man with the horrible face was staring at her from top to bottom. What happened was that the veins of Azfarin's white neck were becoming clear. The whole body was trembling. The neck and face were drenched in sweat under the influence of fear and heat. A wave of fear ran through Azfarin's wheelbarrow. He put his face very close to Azfarin's face. "The Macy's Moote Harin Brain"

**Lust's Asylum: Twisted Confessions** **Story 10: Demon’s Bargain** **Chapter 2** Lila woke up the next morning feeling like she had been fucked by a hurricane. Her body ached in ways she had never imagined. Her pussy and ass were swollen and tender, still leaking faint traces of glowing demon cum that tingled warmly inside her. Her breasts were covered in bite marks and claw scratches. Her throat felt raw from screaming and choking on Azrael’s monstrous cock.

It sounded wilder, more unhinged than before—the raw, animalistic fury of a man losing his grip on humanity. My heart jumped into my throat. The image of him from the corridor flashed vividly in my mind—dark silk shirt torn to ribbons, veins burning an unnatural, smoky black against his heated skin, and those lethal, demonic crimson eyes of a madman operating on pure bloodlust. Had he lost the fight? Had the Blood Moon hangover finally snapped his sanity back into that monstrous state? Pressing my back against the stone wall beside the frame, I gripped the edge of the wood, my voice shaking as I shouted toward the lock.

“Clarice has been telling us what kind of woman you are. She says you even have your pictures in bed leaked and spread all over the company? How dare a promiscuous, dirty woman like you try to seduce Arthur!” “As if anyone would ever want to kiss you! We’re going to catch a disease just by touching your saliva! Someone like you is only fit to kiss dogs. You can’t find a better match than a dirty woman like you and a dog!” Tears streamed incessantly down Anise’s face. She was humiliated and repulsed to the point of nausea. At last, she threw up a mouthful of bile mixed with blood all over the floor. She was completely exhausted by the end of it. Her eyes were hollow, and her body gave out.

"I want to taste you when you fall apart. I want to feel this tight little pussy squeeze my fingers when you scream my name." The echoes of his dirty words and relentless stimulation finally shattered her. Marceline's orgasm crashed through her with the force of a tidal wave, making her arch completely off the bed as a scream tore from her throat. Zandrei held her down, lapping up every drop of her release as she convulsed beneath him, prolonging her pleasure until she collapsed bonelessly against the sheets.

"I don't have any business with you!" "Half-demons really can't handle the heavy lifting, can they?" Raven mocked. Before Vargos could even register the insult or make a move, Raven dropped down and grabbed him by the throat with an iron grip. Using full force, Raven began sucking the life force straight out of him, doing the exact same thing Zariel had done to Maera earlier. Vargos screamed as his skin instantly withered and shriveled up, turning into a dried-out mummy in a matter of seconds.

Batton turned back and stared at the scene for a moment, his jaw clenching and unclenching before giving the order to move out. “Alright, let’s go!” Batton clipped as he stalked from the room his men behind him. The large beast leapt out of the hall showing its exuberance, its large feathery tail swishing erratically as it caught up to Batton and took the lead. “Calm down, little demon!” Batton called out causing her to turn around, her tail swishing and fanning out behind her. The mighty beast stretched out its front legs and dipped the front of its body into a stretch as Batton caught up. He stopped in front of the mighty demon and stared into its unblinking gaze with a smile of complete a

I take a step back, just as the door to the room opens, revealing a triumphant looking Atari. “That won’t be happening,” she muses, crossing her arms over her chest. I step back until my back is pressed against the wall, knowing I stand no chance against a Demon. “Atari…” “I’m afraid, little spirit, that you will not be helping Aspen today,” Atari says, smiling bitterly at her. She freezes, stunned. “Oh…I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-“ Atari clasps her hands together, looking at her. “My spell is almost completed. All I need is the blood from your veins, and it will be ready.”

The scent of the demon was stronger now, a sharp, acrid odor that filled the air. The demon stood in the center of the hut, unmoving, like a grotesque statue. Claud approached it slowly, every sense on high alert. He reached out, his fingers brushing against the demon’s cold, unyielding flesh. For a moment, it remained lifeless, and then suddenly, a voice echoed through the air, commanding it to attack.

Meena’s POV I am plunged into a boundless, infinite field of mint with subtle hints of cedar, sandalwood and musk. I was snug as a bug in a rug while I swayed and rolled within its rich and intense aroma. The robust frame of my mate, the demon, one of the ruling deities of the underworld, is savagely pressed against my body, engulfing and embracing us with his fire and magic. He pinned my hands above my head, holding me in one place. However, one of the most powerful, fiendish and fearsome demons of the Soovare realm is not a fierce warrior, mage and telepath now. In front of me is an enflamed bulk of muscles, a devil’s embodiment with the look of an angel. The steel grey eyes are protruding