That Time I Got Drunk And Saved A Demon Novels & Stories

Nate paused to suck in a shuddering breath, "Months passed and slowly things started to get better. College looked like the best decision I'd ever made; I did exceptionally well in my classes and joined the kick-boxing team. It was all going well, until one day I ran into someone, a guy from my old town. I don't even remember his name, just that he recognized me. I ignored most of the things he said, I started walking away from him but then I heard him yell; 'How was it like to have a drunk bastard as a father and a murderer for a mother?' I don't know, I just lost it then. I punched him, I knew the kid stood no chance against me but I kept hitting him. I-I kept punching him even when I felt

He laid on the floor and little by little, drifted into unconsciousness as the demons emptied drinks all over him. The bartender laughed, tonight had been rewarding and sales had gone up thanks to the fallen angel who now laid on the bar floor, Liam was always a welcomed guest at Smokes, he made the business boom on nights he was in. He laughed continuously as he sold more bottles, nothing would make a demon feel more powerful than stepping over an Angel and Liam, when drunk with emotions, made that an easy thing.

“I didn’t think you were who I needed to save her from, but don’t think I can’t take you down, Demon Bear.” My audible gasp had both of them looking at me. “You’re a demon?” I whispered. Could this night get any fucking weirderorworse? Never mind. I hadn’t meant to ask that, Universe, because I knew things absolutely could and I’d really rather they didn’t.

“Wow. Five hundred years trapped in hell, and this is what I get? Not a dark sorcerer, not a twisted warlord, nope. A lightweight who can’t hold his liquor.” I sighed, dusting myself off. “Great. Just great.” I nudged the guy with my boot. No reaction. He reeked of cheap alcohol and desperation. Fantastic. This was my ticket out of hell? A sloppy human who probably thought N*****x counted as ritual research I crouched down, peering at his unconscious face. “Hey, champ. You realize you just summoned a demon, right? Step one is usually staying awake.” Still nothing. I flopped back on the floor with a dramatic groan. “Unbelievable. I survive centuries of torture, brimstone, and eternal screamin

Right after it grew, I teleported back inside and focused myself on saving the passengers, the driver and most especially my woman. Screw destiny alright. I will save Andrea from death whether the Divine Realm likes it or not. I focused on my demonic energy; summoning all of my darkness outside my body in order to nullify whatever force of destiny blocking my way from touching... from saving Andrea. I did so successfully and it was just in time as the face of the bus forcefully collided with the tree. After throwing the driver into the back of the bus, I immediately focused on saving my Dear Heart. First, it was shattered glass that met her skin. Next was the hand railing bending towards her

The demon answered with a straight face. Joaqin pulled himself away from Linus and started drinking again. He obviously reached his alcohol limit ages ago but the demon didn’t stop him. It’s not his job to babysit the human. “Why am I so unlucky? The demon I got is so mean, he isn’t even as useful as I think he would be and he’s a glutton!” Joaqin is currently talking to his self like the demon isn’t around. The human didn’t stop drowning himself in alcohol. He eventually finished two bottles by himself.

Growls erupted from the demons whose clothes were now stained with alcohol, and they bared their teeth at the poor women. "Wruy!" I called out to the demon, who looked at me with a frown. "Help her!" I ordered sternly before turning around with my girls. "Stop!" I heard Wruy shout at the growling demons just before I moved out of earshot. Grabbing two normal looking cocktails from a waitress nearby, I handed one to Elyse and finally started swaying my hips to the music. I immediately noticed a wrath guard close-by, his eyes fixed on me. Demons around us eyed us up, but left us alone. Their eyes lingered on my bruised neck for a second too long, before they glanced at my friends. Elle grinned

Just then, a strong demon scent hit my nostrils and enveloped me, and the grip on my neck loosened instantly with the heavy sound of a blow echoing in my ears, forcing my eyes open. I saw Carl on the ground, groaning in pain as a dark fog in a human form stood in front of him. The demon scent was emitting from the fog, and I could feel the forbidden black magic of the demon all around me, making me transfixed in panic as I wondered how a demon came to save me. I was about to find a place to run when the fog swooshed at me and I found myself being carried away at an extreme speed, swaying past the trees and into the woods.

I made a conscious effort to keep them down. “Hey doll,” someone whispered. “Demure, eh? Well ain't that svelte. Diet Coke, I see. Choice of the ladies always. Hey hon, I'll sweeten it for yah-” “Shut it, Aym,” Samael hissed. “Just ribbin', you wuss. You're cowed is what you are. Drink!” The demons drank. I stole a menu from an empty table and buried my head in it. Granna was taking way too long.