Son Of The Devil Damien Novels & Stories

Holy- My chaotic thoughts scattered as Damien stepped inside, wearing nothing but low-slung trousers that hung dangerously at his V-line, teasing a trail of dark hair that disappeared beneath the waistband. His torso, carved to sinful perfection, glistened faintly in the dim light, and his disheveled hair made him look every bit like the devil incarnate. I fought to keep my gaze on his face-a face just as destructive as the rest of him-and not let it wander further. Fucking Lucifer's descendant.

"My father... my family reputation— I just can't bear the thought of what my father may do if he ever found out about such affairs. The resulting scandal, I just can't." Damian then proceeded to kiss Devon, which he in turn responded to. The pair kissed for a considerable amount of time before Devon abruptly pushed Damian away. "What!? So I irritate you now?" Damian requested as Devon pushed him away. Devon said nothing. "Talk to me!" "Look, I can offer you money. I'm ready to pay you any amount, Damian. Just name your price." "Oh! So now you wanna pay me for my services? After... using me to your satisfaction ehh?

“Slade killed him. Over a deal gone wrong. I didn’t know for years. Found out after Mia disappeared.” Axel’s brows drew together. “Your father was in the mafia?” “He was Aaron Costello,” Daniel said quietly. “Or at least… that’s the name I found. I’m still not sure it was his real one.” Axel sat back, absorbing the weight of the name. “Then we both have blood in the game.” “More than that,” Daniel said. “We’ve got Mia now as well.” Axel nodded once. “And I’m not letting Slade take her from either of us.”

"I thought that if I could summon a Greater Demon and kill it with evidence to present to the Caucus, they'd let me be a part of their world and finally accept that I also had something special in me. I admit my plan was way over the top. I was a desperate, stupid eighteen-year old. "Perhaps a Raum or Dragonid demon I might have had luck killing, but summoning a Greater Demon, a demon that had existed before the birth of Hunters, infact a child of Lilith and Lucifer, was unthinkable among Hunters, but I was so desperate to prove a point to the Caucus, my mom, and Hunters at large, that one faithful night when my mother was out, I stole a couple of her spellbooks, a box of chalk and a Celesti

His sinster glare and the depth of his devilish voice had a cutaneous effect, the man was rattled, but he was trying to put on a brave face. "You'll have to kill me." He spat and Damien smirked, oh he loved it when they played this game. "Don't worry," he patted his thigh, then the side of his face in a disparaging manner, "I'm going to do just that, then kill your nineteen year old son, heard he graduated top of his class, he is a bright one… maybe I'll force him to work for me and his first job will be to get rid of his papi's decapitated corpse, every son's dream isn't it? Hmmm…" Damien tapped the gun on his chin in feigned thought just to taunt the pathetic little shit. "Maybe I won't ch

Abigail’s father yells “The one you are planning on killing.” Damian said while walking inside the room Abigail and her father was. Abigail and her father was shocked to see Damian, but what was even more shocking was Damian eyes, his eyes turned into a burning flame. That was a sign that he was angry and his demon side was ready to kill. Before Abigail’s father could say anything, Damian ran to him, with a speed Abigail couldn’t explain, in a blink of an eye Damian came in contact with Abigail’s father, he deep his hands into his chest and ripped his heart out.

But that relief didn't last long as Damien’s face darkened and now the devil has returned. "Let’s go" Damien said while getting up and Luca followed him out of the office, not knowing where they were going. But he was certain that if Damien is going somewhere he is going too. Luca has been working for him for years and he has witnessed everything that happened to him. He witnessed how he became the devil he is now. Luca stayed with his every step. Though Damien never shows it, if there could be anyone that he blindly believes it would be Luca and Luca knew it too. Luca was an orphan and also a drug dealer when he met Damien. The relationship between them was not the best at first but it grew

In the end, Damian is his son whom he did not have, and he was a witness to all stages of his life since his birth, a witness to the injustice, tyranny, and humiliation. He was subjected to and a witness to On his rebellion and tyranny against everyone, Damien, the companion of the trail. He stood from his place, and without any comment, he pulled him into his arms, polluting him with his abundant sweat, recovering from the foregoing, and Damian narrowed him down, letting out a long sigh, enjoying the bosom of his spiritual father, friend, and companion on his path, always and forever. “You know that I hate myself and these arms that have touched you?? I would have cut it off by its roots i

He growled, his chest heaving as murderous intent filled him. “Who dares to attack me?” he hissed. His eyes were bloodied, so he couldn’t quite see Aria’s face, but he could see her figure, and he knew he was talking to a woman, “Do you even know who I am?" His chest swelled with pride as he roared, "I am Damien, son of Elder Faen;” He said that last part with pride and conviction, as though he was expecting her to grovel and prostrate herself at the name.

The Queen turned to the King, her mouth opening to argue, but his raised hand silenced her. Damien’s shadow fell over me as he crouched slightly, his voice low enough for only me to hear. “Don’t look, little flame,” he murmured, the words gentle despite the tension in his tone. “You don’t need to see this.” The trapdoors fell with a sickening thud. My father, my mother, my brother—gone. A scream tore from my throat, raw and uncontrollable. I collapsed to the ground, my legs giving out beneath me. I didn’t need to see it; the sound alone was enough to shatter what was left of my heart.