Novel & Cerita The Demon Chef

He whispered, grinning and perfectly amused when he saw me glare at him. I was about to speak, but the same waitress appeared and replaced our empty plates with the main course. I picked up the fork after she left and quickly pointed it at him like a weapon. “About that, what the hell are you and what were you doing to me? Answer me properly. Stop beating around the bush.” “I’m a hybrid of a vampire and a demon.” He revealed, and tilted his head, “Have any hunch what kind of demon I am?” I glared at him. “A very perverted one.”

Alverto Cassiero a scientist was murdered by the government when the after effect of the substance A13 which he created led to the death of the soldiers that fought against the aliens in the early 80's. Maria Cassiero who was Alverto's mother decided to seek revenge for her son's death and this led her to meet a demon called Diemon.Diemon helped Maria to avenge her son's death after making a pledge to him.Some years after,Diemon was tricked by a Chinese monk who casted a spell on him and turned him into a statue so as to save his student from being offered to him as a sacrifice.

A moment later he returned, turning corporal once more and carrying her bags. "How did you do that?" He raised a brow, as if it were obvious. "I'm a spectral demon." "That is so cool. So you're like a ghost or something?" "Most humans who think they've seen a ghost are actually witnessing a spectral demon." Her curiosity racing she asked jokingly, "Can you go all Jedi and move things with your mind?" He cocked his head, as if he were about to give a lecture to a group of children. "Yes, when I go fully demonic I have telekinetic abilities. And I can't be harmed or killed. It makes my kind invaluable, especially on the battlefield."

Trapping a thousand people in a single formation, defending an entire city with a single grand formation. The beastmasters could control the demonic beasts by taming them, they could create their own army of demonic beasts. But the beastmasters were rather rare in this world. The spiritual chefs were also similar to chefs, but they could make spiritual dishes using the meat of demonic beasts and spiritual herbs. Not only the spiritual dishes tasted many times more delicious than ordinary dishes, but they also have the same effect as medicine pills but a little lower compared to the pills. Because the spiritual chefs could preserve the essence of demonic beast's meat and spiritual herbs.

“Something’s coming. Something worse.” A low rumble shook the ground, and the air grew heavy with the scent of sulfur. From the shadows emerged a massive figure, its form wreathed in flames. It was a creature straight out of a nightmare—a demon, its horns curling like blackened tree roots and its eyes glowing with hellfire. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” Fatima said, staring up at the beast. The demon roared, its voice shaking the ground. “You dare trespass in my domain?”

Click, click-click-click clicks on the buttons as she pushed her fingers hard on them. "I advise you should pay more time with your life than wasting your time on someone who Lives a secret nourish life!" "That for you to say, finding the true identity of the underworld handsome demon is my goal" Ah, Lam smashes her face with her hands, what the hell is wrong with Fen, her obsession with this underworld Demon has gotten into her brain! Nothing she does that didn't involve the unknown man even her eating she talks about him, bathing still the same. Ah, Lam was getting so impatient with her act.

Today, Edzar, the 34-year-old man stopped his step by seeing an eerie figure standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed, and it looked out at the giant window in front of him. My God! Thought the guy was about to hop. It's been three days since they met after the meeting at the restaurant, and today he saw that woman is so haunted. Edzar was hesitant to approach, but he had to go that way to his corner office. Finally not knowing what to do, Edzar turned around and decided to have breakfast while the office was packed. On the way back, he saw Dean, his co-worker, the operational manager at the west end of the Tarso Property, exiting his office at the other end of the hall and w

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

“You know there are demons over ten thousand years old, right? They like to keep to themselves and are rarely seen, but they exist. Compared to them, I’m nothing. In the demon realm, you’re still considered a youngling.” “Regardless, you’re still old.” His lips twitched up in a smile. “You do realize that my demon had already begun growing even before I was born, right?” “Either way, you’re still old.” “Yet you’re the one who still wants to fuck me.” “Maybe I like ‘em older.” “It’s a possibility,” he agreed. “So, don’t go feeling too special.” “No one could ever accuse me of that.” “Hey, wanna head home?” “What’s in it for me?”

Myla raised an eyebrow. “What solution?" “He told me that the chief of hunters could remove the demon from inside me but that didn't work out" Myla froze as she stared at Ares with wide eyes. “Was that why you murdered my father in cold blood because he couldn't free you from your demon? Huh?"...