The Demon Of Boredom Novels & Stories

Lying in bed, I stare up at my ceiling. I can't believe I was half a second away from actually getting on my knees for a demon and sucking his outrageously large cock. And that I let him get so far as to finger me until I nearly passed out from how intense my orgasm was. What is wrong with me? Have I lost my fucking mind? I have to be. All the sleep deprivation and the stress from my review coming up is all coming back to bite me in the ass in the form of a horny, annoying demon named Soleus.

“No, dad.” Tilting his head in front of her as if he was trying to solve a puzzle, he replied. “Then are you feeling what humans mostly feel? The sin of sloth, are you perhaps feeling bored?” Is getting bored a sin? Reading her mind, he fed her curiosity. “Yes. The sin of sloth will lead to the sin of gluttony and the sin of greed, and the cycle goes on. That is one of the roots of depravity in the human world, which demons feast on daily. I can turn Gukasho into a toy for you if you are bored.”

Until, by some miracle at some point, boredom becomes so viscous that dismaying him would be almost impossible. But he would keep counting, boredom was his curse for being immortal. For being weak. As he watched the stars, they were no longer stars. Becoming a purple immensity and soon after a radiant blue, then the blue became an orange rose and eventually they would return to being stars. And it happened over and over again, until the demon began to wonder what the hell he was doing with his supposed life.

“So what happens when it does?” Professor Cullen came and stood at his front. "Roman loses himself completely. The Entity takes over finally. And then... it will do what it's always wanted to do.” "Which is?" Lysan tilted his head. "Consume everything." Professor Cullen’s voice was flat now. "Every timeline, every reality, every soul. It wants to absorb it all. Because the Entity isn't just a parasite—it's a god. A broken, hungry god that wants to rebuild the world in its own image.”

"Ya, I know your work. Now move, I'm hungry." Well actually ZouMi, was distracted by the birds in her garden and lost all her mood when her eyes fell on the painting, she did. That was the worst and an insult to the original design. Gu Huan was impressed, but that was not the case with the other human, near them, butler Jin, he was totally horrified. First, his young madam came out of her den, second she spoke to someone, third she had a skin contact with a male! 'Is this the end of the world? Are we all dying? If Young Madam, had done all of these then surely this is the end...' His over thinking show, was stopped by ZouMi.

The door to the room I was, flew open, revealing the demon himself, dressed in his all black glory, he was holding a gun, he looked over at me and smirked, dropping the gun on his table, he walked over to his dresser, taking off his rolled up sleeve suit. "You know this is low right, even for you." I said. "I'll take the risk." His very sweet voice echoed around the room, damn, how I've missed that voice. "Lemme guess, you want to 50 shades of gray me." I said, Sacarsm dripping from my words. He gave a full rich laugh, taking off his pants and sliding on his black joggers. "Hmm, kinda." He said. "Look Tyler, in order to avoid any nonsense in the future, just let me go." I said, although, I k

I answered coolly. He strutted across the room and went to stand in a glass window where the outside showed a good angle of the veranda and the Winner Family pool. He smiled, pleased over something that he saw. I wondered what it was then. What is advantageous of being a demon is that we get to read another person's mind. We can use it for or against them. But before an angel, we are helpless. It is either they have barriers in their too-holy brains or they are just dead on imagination. I prefer to think it is the latter.

“They’re part shapeshifter. Probably are trying to scent him. Oh, Rena. He’s perfect. And he wants me so bad. I can feel him craving me. He was terribly sad when he first saw me, though. What could make such a gorgeous man so melancholy?” “I bet those things are the only thing he can pick up normally. They probably chase off anyone else. A guy I talked to at the bar said Ford’s packing serious weight. You think you can handle it for your first?” Serena asked. Now the comments made more sense. I wasn’t worried. A demon could manage pretty much anything. We fed on sexual energy and desire, we were well equipped to handle men who were well equipped. I snorted. “Have you ever met a girl like us

Leon There were times when life seemed almost boring. Almost. Those were the times that I would consider doing a few things to get myself in trouble just for the fun of it. I'd long realized that cops were the funniest people on earth. Always thinking that they were so smart. Then there were other times when life seemed to be so interesting. Of course those were the times when I had scores to settle. Like now for example. There was someone I was going to end very soon if he didn't return the 2 million dollars he'd stolen from me.

I knew she wasn't ready, I knew she wasn't going to submit, especially after what happened with Rico her weak and pathetic husband. Killing him was something I didn't regret— well I never regretted killing anyone— and if I was given the chance to do it again, I would do so…twice After that slap and insult. I walked out of the room. I wasn't going to force her to have sex with me, we're going to be together for a very long time, she could hate me till the sun stops burning and I wouldn't even give a fuck about it. The door to my office opened, reminding me that I had files scattered over my desk— files which I needed to read through. I sighed. Who knew being a Don could be this boring. I look