Satan Wings Novels & Stories

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."

demon:- okay I understand you didn't do anything just watch them and have fun, but I want to see my mother, she worshipped you I want to see her Satan:- what are you talking about, she was a believer in god, that why she go to god and those who worshipped me will come to me, all those people are you going to kill will become my food and make me stronger. demon:- so you want to eat their soul so you are letting them die since they are your followers, you want soul then take mine and wake her up. Satan:- I like your offer but you are a follower of god, I can't take your soul, and without consideration, I am not going to give anything, her life is in god hands.

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.

Lucifer said, and his flew up, his wings flapping in eagerness. My heart was pierced by his beauty, and my breath was taken away. In that moment, I'd do anything to be able to be nude with him, to see him in all of his glory, and to be able to taste- Satan cleared his throat, and he gave me a look, and I snapped back in attention. "It doesn't matter! This is my victory, and Loss is probably worried with where I am." Satan got close to me, close enough that though he didn't have normal eyes like the others, there were two blue and red flames that danced in his eyeholes.

His countenance, a haunting testament to the cataclysmic clash that had transpired, bore witness to the relentless ferocity that defined his essence. In a chilling display of otherworldly power, Satan, his features obscured by the shroud of his own torment, lunged at Maria with a formidable weapon, a trident forged from the very essence of his wrath. The air crackled with an undercurrent of raw, unbridled malice, the weight of his malevolent intent casting a sinister pall over the unfolding confrontation.