Satan Fanart Novels & Stories

Her sexy manga lashes had matted together. Her eyes were laced with anger as she looked at the evil god standing before her. “I'll really kill you next time fleshling, don't interfere. The human life has no meaning. When they live all they want, it's best they die when they should.” “Will you try to kill him again?.” “Of course little miss hero, no one escapes from me.” She breaks down in tears. It all made sense, he was an evil creature, that was why most people's fates were so cruel.

I will be mightier than everyone, and no one will stop me. ____________________ Satan's P.O.V. As much as Davina terrifies me, I can't stop laughing at what she did to Asmodeus and his hounds. At least they were able to take care of him without my involvement. The less I have to be around the fairy, the better. I have never desired and feared someone as much as Davina. I want her because I can't have her, yet I am scared of what she can do. I know she will never be mine, but I still can't help wanting her. She can't hear my thoughts, can she? The last thing I need is for her to make my penis tiny again. I look inside my pants just to be sure all is well. I sigh with relief when I see it's th

He immediately inspires confidence and security. Henry is almost as tall as Santo, but he is much more slender in build. He has curly blond hair cut short and sky-blue eyes that shine with kindness and gentleness. What's more, Henry is a hopeless romantic who believes that he will find the love of his life at the corner of a street. Henry is an angel of kindness, and Santo is a demon that the Lord has placed on Earth to remind us of the existence of purgatory. And my husband, Elio, is the only person in this world who can control this demon.

I demanded pushing my ass back greedily, desperate for every inch. He held my throat and choked me in a pleasurable way. Before he thrust, he made sure our eyes met each other the moment I arched my neck back. He slapped my ass not once. Not twice…. But thrice. “Who owns this pussy?” He growled in command. “Fuck.” I winced in pleasurable pain. “I said, who OWNS this pussy.” He repeated himself once more. I said nothing, totally out of this world. He came in closer to my ear and whispered. “If you don’t give me a response in less than 5 seconds, I’ll make sure I’ll devour you so hard that even your squirt won’t stop even when you’re begging and crying

She had already anticipated this name but was he really injured or was it his plan to get her attention? On another side Satan was sitting on his leather chair looking at Brianna's photo while grinning like a stupid. He caressed her photo and then his grin was replaced by an evil smirk. "No one can take what's mine." He then laughed like a devil which he was. . . .

Fuck! Fuck!!! It wasn't the plan, I swear it wasn't. I had no intention of doing anything with Antonio anymore, but he just had to seduce me! The fucking bastard. I had watched as Antonio walked out of the studio, with the stupid smirk I wished I could slap away. That smirk meant a lot of things, and I hated it, I hated every bit of it.

“Shall I introduce myself once more?” Drawing a sinister smile unto his face, he proudly presents them his very identity. To the God that held him as IT’s holder, but with the flame that is neither an ally nor a foe. He is the cursed child, the cursed twin, and branded as Satan’s son with the blue flame he holds. “Arthur Gomez, holder of the elemental flame, Satan’s son as you all know and brand me be. The Maiden’s destined partner and Daniela’s twin.”

Cold sweats started to form on my forehead not because of the temperature of the surrounding but because of the agony within me. According to legends, Satanel was the name given to the demon that wrecked havoc in the paradise made by gods while there was a meeting in the Divine Council held at the Sky Palace. He annihilated half of the god realm that led to the downfall and demise of some angels and minor deities. He was the opposite force of creation: destruction. Moreover, those who survived his attack submitted to him and joined his legion, resulting to a great loss in the side of the gods. My train of thoughts were cut off when the announcer’s voice echoed in the whole area.

I admire the tattoo taking up most of his back, it's similar to Storms. It's a pair of evil snake eyes in red, with a green and yellow snake wrapped around the pistol facing the red eyes of the evil snake. The words The Satan Sniper’s Motorcycle Club are written under the pistol. But what has me at a standstill is the shading that's done around the entire picture, it's a light shading but unmistakable. It's wings, Angel wings. I don't say anything. I want to but I'm tongue tied. I scan his back and stop at the blue bruises around his sides.

Unable to help myself, I breathed achingly, "Torin?" With his arms wrapped around the woman who had sidled up against him, Satan lowered his head; his lips captured the womans' in a kiss, lingering on them a few seconds. Finally, his hands running down the length of her back and moving onto her ass, he cupped her cheeks, giving them a quick squeeze. Afterward, pulling back a little, he looked in my direction. Gaze hard and eyes impenetrable, he murmured, "Satan, Kitten! My name's Satan."