The Damned Demon Novels & Stories

But she was on fire that she regretted sitting up. “So what is the proposal?” she asks. “We get into an agreement, that I fulfill my desires with you. Of course to agree to what I will suggest. And if you don’t we can go our separate ways. What are not some sex buddies, this is an exclusive agreement. And whatever we agree on, you don’t get to hold me off on.” Damon tells her. “Of course, there will always be that exception on that there’s a safe word, and that’s how I stop, not by screams or cries,” he adds.

In front of him was Davien, sitting behind the desk filled with his tools, looking incredibly bored and annoyed by the noise this cretin was making. “Fuck it! What did I ever do to you!?” Saving his twin from going into eternal deaf, Damon opened the door and strode inside. “You touched my girl.” It was a cold, deadly statement, making the man whips his head faster than lightning speed, which might have already fractured his neck before he could even begin his play. “What?” His one abled eye widened in befuddlement, darting his gaze back and forth between Damon and Davien as though he had seen the spawns of devils himself. He wasn’t wrong on that one. Mayhap he is facing the demon already, a

"Yes, I was blind and deaf. I regret it… Help me. I'll spend the rest of my life making up for what I did." Elijah stayed silent for so long that Theodore assumed he wouldn't reply. Eventually, Elijah turned away. "We'll talk later. Get some sleep first." After the door closed, Theodore tossed and turned in bed. The patterns on the ceiling twisted under the influence of the liquor, transforming into the entangled figures of Calista and Sebastian. He sat up abruptly, suddenly noticing a burnt smell. Smoke seeped in through the door crack as frantic footsteps and screams erupted outside. "Fire! Run!" someone shouted.

A Fiery Red Demon! Damian always knew a demon lives inside of him but this wasn't a demon this is the devil himself! And this would be the first time he would be unleashing this beast.... Everyone watching had their mouths wide open in shock including Lucian and Peterson and as Damian who had transformed to a creature from the pit of hell glared at Peterson, Peterson knew his time had come this beast wasn't going to show him any mercy. Long sharp claws slide through his neck chopping off his head and the ancient dagger fell to the ground.

“You look perfect like this. My perfect mess.” I pulled back with a wet gasp, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. “You’re—horrible.” He smirked. “And you’re trembling.” “Shut up,” I hissed, and took him back into my mouth before I could second-guess myself. This time, his breath broke. “Dio onnipotente.” (Almighty God.)

Ya, that is me… I call for Lilith, “Please stand with her for a moment; I just need a minute.” It is with reluctant hands that I pull away from her and step away and go inside. Shortly behind me is Azron that closes the door behind him. Then he softly speaks, “She will make it. You just need to be stronger.” I look at him, trying my best not to snap, “You know all about love, don’t you?” He only but smirks at me, “Damien, come on. I am a demon, and you know that we don’t stay faithful. I think you are the only unlucky one that had your ass fallen in love.”

I am a damn prince of hell. Ruler of the demons. I am an emperor of the highest underworlds dealings. A damned, a fallen, a demon, an angel. How dare a basic elementalist dare target king in his own kingdom?! This damned caramel semi curvasious beauty face hell without fear, he was in his demonic form and she did not even bat an eye. Her eyes are a cold almost lukewarm white, her plumped lips made- "Dammit!"

There was no way she was going to lose her soul forever. "Why are you? You haven't done anything wrong," The demon said, "All you have to do is just honor my invitation that's all," He added. Hazel looked around looking for a means of escape but she found none. "I said, get into the party!" The demon said his anger starting to rise again. It was either the party or being lost forever. Hazel peeped into the room behind the demon and saw a beautiful demon with four spiked phallus fucking four centaurs and the entire of Hazel's insides melted.

The master of the damned is but a puppet to the doom, When the evil over flows from sin and the fires rage will loom, For when great man hath fallen fair take up all the space in hell. the demons flee, to dance the Earth, oh what horrors have befell. “The master of the damned? Is that suppose to be the devil?” “I have no idea. Maybe. Since he mentions hell, demons and fire, I would guess so.” Owen tells her.

I stumbled after him, naked, raw, cum dripping down my thighs. The cavern erupted in growls and laughter as the demons watched. Their eyes burned with hunger, claws scraping stone, fangs bared. Damien shoved me forward until I fell to my knees on the black stone floor. His hand gripped my hair tight, yanking my head back so everyone could see my face. “Look at her,” he snarled to the crowd. His voice echoed like thunder. “The mortal who thought she could tempt me. The girl who begged for my cock like it was salvation.”