Scarlet Demon Novels & Stories

I don't know why I'm laughing, maybe because I see it all the time in TV series. "Do you think you can save him from the nightmare of his past? Do you think you can change him? That's just the beginning, Scarlet. I know Gio is just holding back, but inside he wants to release the demon from his body. He needs a submissive in life, Scarlet. He can't live if he doesn't hurt women. He's not into romantic, he wants torture and pain.” I looked up at him and stared bravely into his eyes. “He's changing and he doesn't do that anymore. He promised me that he will change, and I trust him.” He burst out laughing at what I said and only later said.

-- he approaches with long strides, staying a few meters from Pietro-- that worm deserves death, but of course a female would spare his life, they are all weak and too sentimental to deal with a situation like this-- as soon as he finishes speaking I position myself at a supernatural speed in front of him already feeling an absurd desire to kill that unfortunate man. ---Repeat the shit you just said about my female-- I bump into him feeling my eyes automatically turn red and my voice come out demonic. His gaze turns scared taking a step back-- I want you to repeat looking into my eyes if you're male enough-- I say between snarls ready to finish this damn thing off. Scarlet, probably foreseei

Elias questioned, looking like he was sensing something was wrong. “I have to go away to keep the demon from hurting anyone else. If I stay around here, then it’s going to do worse things we would never expect. Now that I have him captive, it’s the best time to be victorious over it.” Scarlet said, boldly without a hint of fear in her eyes. “Scarlet, if anything is going to get rid of the demon completely, that would be water. It is its true weakness, and that’s why it always hide in the mines.” Ralph informed me.

Scarlett So today I'm going to meet my friend zayn for lunch, he wants a favor and I can do anything for him. Don't get me wrong cause he's my bestfriend from grade 7, I guess. Well whatever, oh sorry I didn't introduced myself I'm scarlett silvermist Williams, world's no. Hacker and software programmer, so you can say I'm kind of rich and I was born in london, I'm a britisher but lives in New York.

The door to the room I was, flew open, revealing the demon himself, dressed in his all black glory, he was holding a gun, he looked over at me and smirked, dropping the gun on his table, he walked over to his dresser, taking off his rolled up sleeve suit. "You know this is low right, even for you." I said. "I'll take the risk." His very sweet voice echoed around the room, damn, how I've missed that voice. "Lemme guess, you want to 50 shades of gray me." I said, Sacarsm dripping from my words. He gave a full rich laugh, taking off his pants and sliding on his black joggers. "Hmm, kinda." He said. "Look Tyler, in order to avoid any nonsense in the future, just let me go." I said, although, I k

I felt like a mistake had been carved into my flesh. The male dormitory loomed ahead, its massive structure casting dark shadows. My hands shook as I pushed open the door and slipped inside in silent steps. Nevile Wales was more than just someone to steal from; according to what I've heard in side conversations, he was a menace, the Veylar twins' rival. He was ruthless, proud, and exhibited a different form of evil. My heart raced faster with each hallway I passed and every closed door I looked at. Finally, I reached the door marked with Neville's crest, my pulse racing as I gripped the handle and slowly twisted it open.

There's a wide room with a matching window that has the scene of the ocean beyond a small meadow and a small group of trees to the right. There are two chairs and one round high coffee table between. Two people sit, one you know, one you don't. At least not from this story. "So," says Cayce, "I'll introduce myself first. But since this is the end of my book then you probably know about me enough. Cayce Vance, eighteen. Married around now, ready for some action, and half-demon and half-angel hybrid."

Ripping her eyes from the portrait, Sara kept on running until she made it to the main stairs that led to the dining room where her sister and brother were supposed to be, but the whole place was on fire, dark smoke made it impossible for the human eye to see, but Sara was no human and therefore managed to see the dead bodies, partially burned with their necks bleeding, and a demon drinking the blood of a half dead young maid. Not wasting her time, Sara launched at the demon with her full speed, replicating her earlier attack, but instead of letting her emotions take control of her like what happened with Eren, she kept her cool and focused her energy on the tips of her fingers, in one swift

I asked, not bothering to keep the curiosity from my voice. "I've only just seen him once myself, at a department store if I recall correctly, a few months ago. He's tall, chiseled, really well built. He's pretty hot if you come to think about it. Scary but hot. Then again Ted Bundy was hot and he was a serial killer." Skylar rambled. "She's definitely talking about the same guy." I thought to myself. "Do you want me to give you a drive home?" Skylar asked, when she noticed me walking away from the direction of the parking lot.

It had baffled when he was just a mere mortal, but it floored him now as a demon. Her stubborn will to be both defiantly strong and soft in his hands had caused the sadistic side of Young to rear its head in Blood, pushing for an opportunity to turn her to clay. It never made any sense how she embodied love and light at all times, even when the harsh parts of herself were shown. The demon side of Young couldn’t help but want, damn near need, to crush that light out of her. In the same token, her display of blind trust in him was a gift he never wanted to take for granted so he was torn, now more than ever.