Smile 2 Demon On Stage Mga Nobela at Kwento

I force on a rigid smile in response, sneaking an arm back to reach for her hand. No one else might notice just yet, but he’s intentionally releasing his demonic aura exclusively on her. He dares try to intimidate my mate. The back of my palm brushes the back of hers, and I find them clammy and trembling, gently holding them in mine and tugging her close until she bumps her forehead into the middle of my back. I smirk sinisterly, “Neither could Demons handle me, or did you forget so soon?” *** Himari’s POV. -

That was the first time I saw her smile ever since she came here. Will you ever smile at me like that? My smile faltered at the thought. I seized the winds and made the leaves vanish. Diana wasn’t even confused. Whenever the reason for her smile vanished abruptly, she knew I was around. I walked closer to her, and she looked at the ocean again, leaning her back against the root of the willow tree. Her horns had grown slightly longer. “How is your demonization?” I asked. She didn’t reply and kept staring into nothingness.

My demon was more than happy to come out to play. ***

'Should have kept my bloody mouth shut. 'Are you going to take those things off or am I going to have to start by myself?' He smiled, cocking his head to the side as his gaze travelled down my thighs again. 'You know, that's a really foolish thing to suggest to a demon. We're quite the voyeurs.' 'Me too,' I shot back. 'But not right now, yeah? Later.' His inky-black eyes swallowed me up whole. 'Deal?' 'Deal.'

I exhaled in defeat and threw my hands in the air, “Okay, so, you’re a demon, what now?” Damien smiled at me, “You’re taking this very well.”

Damien smiled. .

I snapped. The demon smiled at me. He turned to the crowd. "A human is in the possession of late King Mammon's will." He proclaimed loudly. Several demons snickered at his words. "She wishes to come up and read it." He announced. Colour drained from my face. I really should've thought about a plan. Where was Sam? When I turned around to look for him, I was suddenly grabbed underneath my arms and hoisted up onto the stage. I stumbled half on the wooden floor when a sea of demons appeared in front of me. Thousands of faces, all looking at me unimpressed.

He had to even prepare himself to rush up to the stage to hold her before she ended up falling to her death through that death drop. To his surprise, before he could get to the stage, she already stood up straight to smile at the audience. For the first time, Dante noticed the dimples on her cheek and her hair which glowed under the dim light of the stage. She finally glanced down at the stage audience area, her gaze meeting Dante’s. The spell broke at once seeing the proud look in his eyes. The smile on her face also faded as she rushed off the stairs, making her way towards him.

Danika’s POV I tried my best replying to them as much as I could with a fake smile plastered on my face. But that was until—what was this demon and snake doing here? Was he invited? “Greetings,” he chuckled, like the demon that he was. And my composure broke. The moment he walked in, the tension in my body betrayed my composure. The smile I had faked vanished almost instantly, eyes narrowing as my fingers gripped the hem of my dress with white-knuckled intensity.

He was a giant of blinding radiance, six wings of fire spreading across the horizon. "Daughter," Cassiel's voice boomed, vibrating in Elara's teeth. "The experiment is over. The Duke has served his purpose. Step into the Light and claim your seat at my right hand. We will burn the Seventh Circle together and bring a final, silent peace to the realms." "Peace?" Elara looked at Mia, trembling in the corner. She looked at Vane, the demon who had learned to bleed for her. She looked at Malphas, the monster who was currently shielding her sister.