Satan Is The Author Of Confusion Novels & Stories

'His remark didn't really help me though, plus I don't think that 5'6 was small, they were all just crazy tall. "Henry right? Hi, I'm Carter Dawson, a pleasure to meet you." A guy wearing glasses like mine, lend his hand in front of me. He had a brown hair, and his eyes were the color of the sea, so deep and serene. I shook his hands and took my hand back, but the other blonde guy they were with held my hands in place and caressed it. "Ohh my! I see your future dear Henry! It will be so so bright, full of happiness, and most importantly full of sex, wait, what, OWWW!!”

Lucifer whispered, and Satan looked taken aback. "You don't think-" Satan started to say. "Well, if he wasn't, than why is one of her creations come here?" Lucifer snapped, dragging his hand through his hair. "What's going on?" Loss asked, his hands clenched into fists. "That creature was one created by God's wife." Satan replied, and Loss went still. "Is that good?" Loss asked.

This thought was like a lifeline, barely holding his collapsing mind together. Like a madman, he rushed into one delivery room after another, searching for me, completely losing his usual composure and pride. Nurses and security guards quickly caught up and tried to stop him. “Sir! You can’t disturb the patients like this! Please leave!” “Get out of my way!” Tony had completely lost control. He shoved the guards aside and shouted hoarsely, “Astrid, I was wrong! I know you’re here! I made a mistake, and I’m here to take you and the baby home!”

Satan really was Allen Parker. Emily gave a firm nod. "It's me." Olivia nodded and replayed the surveillance video several times. "Then it's settled. Emily, maybe, like you said, Mr. Satan has his reasons for denying he's Allen Parker?" Emily felt confused. "I don't know, but he must have his reasons for doing so." "...Is it because he's gay?" On this point, nobody had more authority than Emily herself. Satan had mentioned several times about having a child with her and his obsession with her body, none of which were fake.

He wore an incredulous expression on his face. He was injured by Luna’s attack. “What...?” Satan stared at Luna, his pupils contracting in shock. “‘Tis impossible! Thy aura is clearly that of malevolent power. We are of the like origin. How couldst thou possibly harm me? That’s impossible!” As he spoke, he clenched his fists and roared to the sky. “I’ll slay thee! In the name of Satan, I condemn thee to death! Ahhh—” At that moment, the demonic aura emanating from Satan grew more intense than ever.

“I don't know. I will think about it.” Shane heaved a sigh. “Dylan sold all of your properties, Sammy. He made sure that you won't be able to rise again.” I looked at Shane in the eyes, and slowly shook my head. “Then, he failed, Shane. He left something in me. Something that is a product of evilness, but will surely give light to my dark world.” Slowly, I caressed my tummy. My vision blurred because of tears. I clicked my tongue. “This baby… The baby will make me alive, again.”

the demon bellowed, spreading his elephantine arms wide, "I am Vengeance. A loyal servant to Satan, the Prince of Wrath. And I will--" "Satan. You mean, Lucifer?" a familiar voice said behind the demons, and Minho smirked in recognition at the voice. "Took you long enough," Minho told LJ telepathically, and the latter smirked at him in return. "Lucifer...is not Satan!" Vual spat at LJ. It was true. Lucifer was not Satan. For millennia, humans have always got them confused. And Vual clearly thought it undermined Satan's authority. "I will destroy you too, newcomer." the demon hissed at LJ.

But before I could even tell him, he had already beaten me to it. "Christine, there is a lot that you don't know about me." I sat there, confused. What was he hiding from me? "But I like you, and I want you to know," "What is it, Stan?" He took a deep breath before staring at me. "I am a devoted Satanist." As soon as he said those words, I laughed. Surely he was not serious. As I kept laughing, Stan's face looked more upset by the second. Once my laugh died down, he sat there with his fist-shaking on the table.

I pull out some of my magic dust and blow it on him. "Does Satan have lots of women because his penis is too small to see? Get them a magnifying glass so they can find it before they suck it. Does Satan have lots of women because his penis is too small to see? Get them a magnifying glass so they can find it before they suck it." Satan glares at me as I sing. "I'm not small. I have one bigger than all other men. You don't know what you're missing." He says with confidence. I giggle and twirl.

That was when I realized I could no longer have an erection. My penis was like a wilted plant that could never come to life again. When Eva saw it, she turned around and left without a word. I let out a bitter chuckle. Karma came sooner than I'd thought. Desire was a double-edged sword. I finally understood now. Unfortunately, I could never feel the joy of being a man again. Fortunately, I would never be trapped by satyriasis again either.