The Demonic Paradise Novels & Stories

"And why keep letting them exile them in this way? We humans have learned from an early age that you demons are the creatures responsible for every misfortune and evil agod in our lives. We think that no matter how terrible our lives on earth are, something worse awaits us in hell.” "They're right, anyway," she shrugged. I gestured with my free hand, indicating around us. "No, they're not right. There is something like the territory of lust, which even being moved by carnal desire, is beautiful and very similar to the human world. And I know there are other much more beautiful territories. So why let them keep this image that everything down here is rüim and that we should avoid at all costs

The lives of demonic beasts and demons were quickly disappearing every minute and second. Their flesh and blood were absorbed and refined at a terrible speed. "Save me, who will save me..." "Supreme Devil, I was wrong. I was really wrong. Please give me a chance to redeem myself. I won't make any mistakes again..." "Ah, it hurts, hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" The demonic beasts and fiendish demons shrieked in pain. They were already unconscious and their flesh and blood were constantly being absorbed by the mysterious and strange chains, turning into fertilizer to nourish Dragon Fiend City.

he claimed. I looked straight into his eyes. They were filled with a kind of insane possessiveness, mixed with warmth. He truly looked like a devil that was craving for my soul, but this Devil was also willing to devote himself giving me tenderness and protection I was seeking through my whole life… I was ready to sign the pact, even with shedding all of my blood. “You can belong only to me,” he whispered and kissed my lips. At the same time his long fingers painted lines up and down my spine and back. I got lost in this sensation, the waves of electrifying excitement kept flowing through my entire body. Suddenly, he stopped, again, teasing me, making me want him more.

“He murders your family, screws up your life, and you sit here about to cry over him.” “I’m not crying,” I said. My voice sounded thin even to me. He slammed his bottle down. The glass rattled against the wood. “You need to wake up, Tamara. He’s not some tragic lover you get to save. He’s a killer. He’s poison. If he dies, the world’s better off.”

Lucy answered, eyes on the ceiling. "I don't get." Maris blinked rapidly at Lucy, feeling dirtier than a gutter. "A demon feeds by having sex with me?" "Yeah, like Incubus. But this one isn't an Incubus, it's what the devil needs to complete his ritual to rule the Earth and Hades." "So it's the devil's entity that everyone has been haunting me for?" Maris questioned and Lucy nodded. Abruptly, the door creaked open and Maris jerked, crawling away from the bars and stopped just beside Lucy.

"One who holds the exact age of a demon, as well as its name, has complete dominion over it." "I see. Like a servant?" His eyes sparkle. "Like a slave." "Oh." The redhead proceeds with the explanation: "But if it matters that much to you, our friend here is one of the Originators. Which makes him older even than Earth itself." "Originators?" "I like the way you tilt your head when you don't understand or know something." Julian doesn't seem to be debauching. "As I said earlier, there are many things we must still teach. But just to get that cloud of confusion out of your head, Originators are the demons who were cast out of Paradise."

Being part of the Supernatural world opens your eyes to many things. Demons were created after the fall of Lucifer. Unlike some angels, we were not made in heaven. A few of us are the progeny of the six demon lords who served as lieutenants for Lucifer. The rest of the demons are just products of evil souls that Lucifer enslaved. Only the progeny of a demon lord has real power. That is until each Lord rebelled against Lucifer. That’s the bad part of being evil─ everyone wants to rule. Each demon lord wanted to be the master of hell, and Lucifer disagreed. One day he sent his most trusted enforcers to annihilate each Lord, including my father. My mother was a minor demoness of no real power.

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" Asked Devora. Elly looked at Devora with a proud smile, " The Demon Emperor promised me that he would make me a full -fledged demon spirit and he would give me an immortal human body if I could inflict suffering on many people. But unfortunately, he was defeated by his opponents in the past. But before he was finally defeated and imprisoned in the sacred chest, he sent messages using telepathy to his human disciples and evil souls like me. He promises that he will return and whoever obeys his command about sowing evil will have a reward when he returns. He also spread evil soul like me on various objects such as amulets, but I don't have the ability to come out of the amulet. But now that

A woman like her who had survived countless moments of life and death never respected God or prayed to deity statues, but she did adore strong people from the bottom of her heart. When the female demonic head died, Darren cried in pain, and unexpectedly spat a mouthful of blood. It was because the cultivation of a female demonic head was tantamount to the cultivation of a parasite: it was a matter of life and death as there was an extraordinary connection between the host and the parasite. Once the demonic head died, the master would also receive great damage. Hematemesis was still a mild symptom, but those with severe symptoms would have been paralyzed right away due to the collapse of thei