The Demon From Kiss Novels & Stories

He holds out his hands, so I take them, trying not to think about how much larger they are compared to mine. "You should know that I find touching you abhorrent," I mutter. All I can think about is how many people have lost their lives to these hands. "I don't care what you're feeling, as long as it's something," he says. "Now. Try to relax. Concentrate on the connection between us." Releasing a long breath, I let my eyes flutter closed. Being a Demon is unique, it's special. It doesn't matter what most people say, I know that deep down, and through that, it allows me to connect to other's like me. Which is why I don't shy away from the connection between Keo and I.

You swallow everything as you hear him say. "You're a demon," you disembark from his face. "Look who's talking. Don't act like you don't like it," you reply. "You right. I love it," he says. You share one last deep, passion-filled kiss, swapping reproductive fluids from each other's mouths.

Hope fell as he saw something in my expression that disappointed him. “Forget it,” he mumbled, releasing me and looking away. His shoulders hunched and he moved to leave, but I wasn't about to let him get away that easily. He couldn't kiss me like that and just run away without an explanation. I grabbed his shoulder and spun him back to face me. He frowned, his brown eyes filling with heartbreak. I looked deeper, trying to understand what was going on. Passion and something sweet burned deep within their coffee and caramel swirls. The black of his pupils threatened to suck me into their depths and made my heart melt and core heat. His kiss had awakened a deep need, and my body was responding

“Thank you for your acknowledgement of my suffering, your majesty.” “Hmm…I’m shocked they were all able to work together to keep you a secret from me…and I apologise for that. However, you are a demon and in that…to preside in the Terran Realm will need my permission…of which I give. The only thing left to do is to call upon the Angels to discuss your husband’s plight.” “I am truly thankful to you, your Majesty.” Kat curtsied low. The Demon King raised a hand and without any warning a beam of pure white light shot out of his palm and up to the roof, through it without damage and up into the sky exploding out across the horizon and leaping into a thousand different points of light that raced

It seemed more humiliating than to bear. “Father, I don’t think the king is neglecting you. Maybe he has some important work to do,” said the demoness to calm his father’s flame. Apart from this, she also had another intention, as she did not want to miss this chance to have the king as her husband. The charming devil was everyone’s desire, and she couldn’t contain her excitement when she laid eyes on him.

We have to get rid of her" Eric landed gracefully to the ground, his red hair stuck to his pale face even though not a single drop of rain ever touched him " surely you don't mean we have to kill her? We got our target, can't we just go home? Besides nobody would believe her if she tells them what she saw. that is if she even knows what she saw" " that kind of nonsense that comes out of your mouth makes me believe you really are an idiot" Damien sighed at the demon princes insults. He was about too use to it by now " come on Eric, stop being such a.." " devil? Isn't that what we are?"

He put his palm on the wall as he moved closer to me and caged me in his strong arms, leaving me no space to escape. “Serena!” he spoke, bringing his lips close to my ear. Everything of his was intimidating including his hoarse voice. After all, he was the devil himself. “Hayden…” I couldn’t take proper breath as his fingers started to stroke my cheek. He clenched his jaw as he brought his finger close to my lips and his eyes darkened. The next thing he said scared me to the core. “I don’t understand if I should kiss you or kill you.” Though I was sure I wouldn’t die in his hands, I could not stop shivering. I looked into his tear-filled eyes which were gleaming with millions of emotions. He

“I love you Demon.” “I love you, too, my Angel.” He cups my cheeks and gives me a deep kiss. I barely notice I’m being carried as Demon’s tongue dances with mine. The hot feeling running through my body starts getting worse, making me hold on to Demon tighter. The feel of his skin cools me down, but I crave for more. I have no idea where it comes from, but if Demon leaves me alone, I will kill him.

I sit back in my seat and open my legs widely and take a deep breath emitting boredom. “I’m a demon.”

"Instead you chose another, far deadlier path. You stole my entire existence and ran like a fucking thief in the night. For that you will pay." Before I can respond he takes my lips with his in a brutal kiss. This is not a kiss of passion or love, this is a kiss of pain and revenge, of a man who thinks he has been wronged. This is the worst kiss of my life. He seeks entrance with his tongue and I refuse him. He releases one of my wrists, reaches up and grips my jaw, forcing my mouth open. One of my lips grinds against a tooth, cutting. Blood fills my mouth and I cry out, but the sound is swallowed by his vicious kiss.