The Demon's Darling Daughter Novels & Stories

By the time he was done, they were both normal sized and Vandelarius lay, curled on his side much as his son had been, eyes vacant, a string of drool trailing from his lip to the floor. Someone was screaming, the same female demon I assumed was Dad's sister. She rushed forward with a hiss, hitting him over and over again. Dad turned on her, toward us from his hunched position over the fallen demon, eyes glowing with power, a massive bellow erupting from his chest as he struck her, sending her flying. Syd, help him. Sassy's power reached for Dad, Meira's too, mine surging a close third as we enveloped Dad in our love and held him tight while the power inside him, the primal power of a demon's

“They’re happy. They’re not suffering, and they don’t have any troubles. “They only belong to me. “This is art! It’s perfect art!” He was completely insane. It was completely inhumane. He had turned these young women into his personal toys. I looked at those young women. They were only in their early twenties. Their lives were just starting. However, they were trapped in this dungeon. I recalled what Charlie had said. “The pretty lady fell asleep after the jab, just like sleeping beauty.” It turned out that this was what he was referring to. I felt very sad. I was sad for these young women and this despicable world.

“You bastard! Give me back my daughter!” Though the grand duke did not know how the damn Halfling was able to escape from the clutches of his chains of shadows, it led him to the conclusion that it was Lucifer’s son’s demonic manifestation – after all, he was dubbed as the strongest among the Halflings that ever existed. He was indeed wondering why he was showing this kind of interest to his daughter and it only led to two possible causes. The first one would be the rational one which was the possibility of the demon king intervening the growing rivalry between his daughter and Lucifer’s son – seeing that his daughter was being convicted, the sly demon king might had issued an order to his s

A demon emanate from behind him and said,”musk, why do you have to kill your daughter to unleashed your anger on this kingdom? “Mind you, I never do!” He said with fury. “Remember before she fell down you have offered her a drink which she gulped down. That gives you the access to get into her brain, and you get to manipulate her mind and then use your magic in making her to lose her steps.” “Have you come to give me the documentary of my life? So what? I killed my daughter to be able to execute my plan.” “You and I'm aware that she is not your real daughter. She was the real sister to Lucas, I hope when he finds out, you wouldn't have to be a weakling by then.” The demon said to him.

"I can sniff the high priestess's genetic scent from anywhere. But her daughter? Deimon, really?" "I am an adult, mother," Deimon said, his voice turning cold as he turned his face away from her. "Do not go about dictating how I want to live my life." "I am not telling you or dictating to you on how to live or ruin your life," she replied smoothly. She moved from her position and headed for the far end of the large sofa, sitting down with royal grace. "I am just saying you have a very... interesting taste. First it was the farmer's petite beauty — sweet girl, very pretty. Now the living, breathing scandal that Selene calls a daughter." She made a small, cultured sound of amusement. "Sexy mod

I ask. "Well, take my case for example," says Meg. "When I met Harold, and we started to go out, I was told by his father that because I was human, I would go through heat. I do every now and then, and maybe that's why we have so many kids, but point being, I do go through heat even though I'm only human." "But your case is extremely unique," says Diana. "I don't think there's ever been a case in which a half breed of angel and demon has been mated to a werewolf. And even if there was, we have no record of it."

It's clear she hasn't changed. “I just want my daughter back.” She has the audacity to look sad, as if anything out of her mouth has ever been the truth. I scowl. “No you don’t. You want something else.” “I can take you away from this all. I can stop everyone from chasing you down," she assures me, pointing toward the door as if to signify the world that currently wants me dead for who I am... People like my mother have perpetuated the idea that Demon's are evil, that they can't be trusted. It's because of her that people want me dead, and now she's trying to tell me that she can help? I don't believe her.

Instead, I walked into my closet, picking out a sweatshirt and basketball shorts. "You can wear this for the night. I don't think it'll be smart for you to return to your room tonight." I could see the displeasure in her eyes, but she said nothing. Even though she was mad, she knew she couldn't fight off the demon herself. The other demons would have gotten the sign by now that two of their own were lost. They'd be furious and thirsty for blood. Not just any blood. Ayra's blood. She was better off staying where I could see her. The demons had no chance of getting in here. The house had a spell around it that kept demons away. It had cost a fortune to find a sorcerer that could cast the spell

Brooklyn answered with a groan as he walked inside the room and sat on the chair. "I had a dream, the demon I know is my friend's daughter and she's on earth" Dray declared and Brooklyn paid rapid attention. "What friend?. Didn't you tell me that the only demon on Earth killed herself?. And is she more powerful than you are?" Brooklyn questioned. "My friend's mom was a vampire and her father a demon. Yes she killed herself but demons reproduce before they die, now would you pay attention?" Dray demanded getting impatient. "She's living with humans and the vampire's eye is protecting her" Dray explained.

He just keeps mistaking my name's for other girls, especially that Gray! "It's Aurbrey! Not Gray!" "I don't care! You can't interrupt me like that, who do you think you are?" "Aurbrey Chandler! Daughter of your enemy Simon Chandler..." I told him. He nods his head thoughtfully and immediately, pulled his gun to my head. "I see you want to take his place." I smiled, "You're not seriously going to shoot me are you?" I said with pouted lips as I made my way slowly and seductively towards him.