Satan Fanart Novels & Stories

“I adore how much you believe in me, but girl, I really fucked that shit up. And yes, I did take pictures.” She opened her gallery and handed the phone back to Monica. Monica looked through the photos carefully, searching for obvious mistakes. What she saw instead made her pause. She glanced at Verity, then back at the painting, and gulped. Verity noticed the strange reaction. “What’s wrong? Is it that bad?” Monica shook her head slowly. “You sure you fucked this up, or you just don’t like who you painted? Don’t get me wrong, you can definitely do better, but… um… yeah.”

But it was enough. It was time for war. Satan stood beside me. His dark, red leather wings flew up, his horns on top of his head big and strong. His eyes were red and black with rage, and the rest around us stepped back fearfully. Nobody would be safe now. Sammi would easily kill all of his brothers if we misstepped. "We go. Now. Extinguish them." Satan said in a strange voice. Once Sammi was in his Satan form, it was near impossible for him to return to his own self. Satan might not even be able to recognize Fay, and he would kill her, as well.

Kurt asked Leyla with a horrified look on his face. Leyla growled angrily as she saw Satan smirking at her. Then the angry look on her face vanished and a mischievous grin appeared on her face. "Did you think that I don't know how I have to destroy the seeds of evil? I know the trick, you mother fucker." Leyla spoke in a low tone. The smirk on Satan's face vanished as he heard Leyla. Leyla grabbed Kurt's hand and pulled him down. She set his palm on Satan. At first, Kurt flinched. But then he saw what Leyla was actually doing. As Kurt's palm touched Satan's chest, he started screaming in pain. Red flames engulfed Satan's body within a few seconds. Kurt and Leyla stood up and stepped away fro

Finally, the message arrived. “Dear valued customer, hello. Your Succubus is not malfunctioning, nor is he ill. He is simply extremely hungry and needs you. Not food, but you. This includes, but is not limited to, kissing, hugging, and any form of… intimate energy exchange. Wishing you a pleasant experience!” I froze, my fingers shaking. I read the message again. And again. The words, simple and clear, had a weight I couldn't ignore. Hungry. He needed me. Me. Not food in the usual way, but something more than basic, more intimate, more wonderfully scary??

Satan growled to the person. “Hahaha, being a king for a long time, your tail has grown long, Satan. But you can’t be me. I have a lot of Demons and Devils equally powerful as you, but I prefer you most, you know what I mean,” the voice dominated Satan in his realm. Over his body, lots of snakes were crawling, as well as his tail was longer than Satan’s. He had three heads.

Satan had arrived first with his army in tow, fully expecting the two demon lords to try something reckless. Satan stood 7'2" tall with front-facing black horns on the side of his head. He had a black hood draped over his head with a black wrap covering his eyes. He picked his teeth with his black claws as he waited, revealing his triangular teeth. He kept his wings outstretched as a sign of dominance. He kept picking at his teeth with his index claw, giving the two demon lords a max of ten minutes before he gives the execution order. Moloch and Baal showed up, apologizing that they had to remove their armor first.

The sound of dark creatures crawling out of the crater of fire intensified and filled the air and suddenly, the front door of the mansion was smashed in. Threatening growls emitted from the lycanthropes as a dark figure floated into the room. He had the face of a human, but every lycanthrope in the room knew who it was. It was Satan, one of the seven deadly sins. The sin of wrath. His glowing red eyes scanned the room of lycanthropes, searching for a particular face. His already furious face turned more furious as he didn't see the person he was searching for.