Water Breathing Demon Fall Novels & Stories

My demon slashed out with her power, amber energy pummeling him into the wall. I was out longer this time because when reality came knocking I hung in midair, my body weightless as the van tipped sideways. Blissfully, I left that scene, had a moment of gray, then came back as my demon saved us from injury, using her power to cushion our fall. Something heavy impacted us, rolled over us. Demetrius snarled as he grasped for us but the haze called me and I missed the rest. I was wet all of a sudden. My demon hauled us out the crumpled back door of the van. We were hip deep in very cold water. The current pulled against the legs of my jeans, would have made me stagger, but my demon never faltere

Cover courtesy of eroticdarkfantasy.art on I*******m. ********** This is a particularly dark erotica with horror elements. Please read with caution. ********** A wave of power coursed over me and I suddenly wanted to curl into a ball. His fury was like being caught in a whirlwind. I felt like I couldn't breathe. He shoved me back against a tree and caught my chin. "You think you're a clever girl but let me be very clear. You open this pretty mouth of yours..." He trailed a thumb roughly over my lips. Dragging over the bottom one. "Not only will I have you thrown in WitchFall, but everyone you care about."

Only because he is a fallen angel, everything is full of sad … But that fallen angel had one chance in life that she was given. The roots of the law controversy go all the way back to the fallen angel, Lucifer. He became a corrupt shadow of his former self - a fallen angel trusted neither by Heaven nor Hell. Demon awaiting the Fallen Angel Shaher's revival was killed in battle at the Hall of Corruption by Alphonse. While not a Fallen Angel in the formal sense, it's depressed price relative to the growing fundamental case for silver makes it worth considering.

I'll just fart or something instead. I turn the faucet of hot water on the bathtub and throw in some bubble bath solution. While I wait for the bath to fill up, I strip off my shirt, vest, and pants, not to mention my boots, and step into the shower. Turning the faucet unleashes a spray of cold water on me, but it quickly heats up. The water runs through my hair and down my face and goes the rest of the way down my body. My wings that are wrapped around my torso relax and expand to their magnificent size. Being half angel and half demon automatically gives you wings too. But the wings aren't anything like the two. Angels have beautiful bird-like wings, like eagles and ospreys and hawks, whe

Sam's other hand slid around my body, holding me close as we sank down. "Have you ever had sex under water?" I breathed to him, my fingers sliding into his pants. Sam's eyes darkened instantly as he shook his head. A rush of satisfaction washed over me. Demons were scared of water, of course he hadn't had sex underwater. "Have you ever had sex with someone who was holding your air supply in their hands?" Sam remained silent. Of course not. Who had the guts to choke Satan? To even attempt such a thing? He drew me closer, aligning our bodies perfectly in the water. As we descended, the pressure intensified in my head. His hand gripped the back of my neck, and a single air bubble escaped his li

His wings still out, tensed, and ready, the rest of us holding our weapons. He moved so fast I didn’t even see him. Sliding past the others as fluid as water going around rocks in a stream he came for me, I felt his arm snag my waist and my feet left the Earth. I heard Devon’s shots fire and Kenneth soared into the air in pursuit. Cassi let out a scream and I heard the others calling my name as we ascended, until they were just specks. Kenneth closing in, aiming his crossbow at Shamshiel’s wings, his purple wings beating as he tried desperately to keep up, his face contorted in anguish as he realized he would not be able to help me. In the blink of an eye Shamshiel closed his wings around us

The current pressed against my body, the water climbing to my waist as I struggled to keep my footing. I tried to draw in a breath, but my lungs filled with water. I thrashed helplessly until my feet finally struck something solid. Gasping, I clawed my way onto one of the rock boulders, coughing violently as water poured from my mouth. This time, the Artemis demon raised her arms high above her head, her voice cutting through the air in a chilling laugh. The sound slithered through my spine, a cold echo that felt like it could freeze my very soul.

He can’t breathe– Every single part of you belongs to me. * * * * * “Do you remember when you said you’ll show me the ocean someday?” the demon suddenly asks, voice deceptively gentle while he stares somewhere far away… looking but unseeing at the perpetually crashing waves. “Well,” he drawls, playing along, “…here it is.” And when its lips slowly curl into a tiny smile as it turns to look at him over its shoulder, Hans could almost pretend that it was human. That he was happy too. * * * * *

My heart and body rebels at the thought I make my way to the back of the building and release my wings. The good thing about demon wings is that they can also materialize over my clothes. Fallon gives me a hard glare when I land on the roof. The building is not very tall. But it’s tall enough to obscure us from spectators. Thankfully, it’s still dark outside.

Even more so when one hasn't reached the pinnacle of A-rank, and both Dior and Alfred understood that this demon was far from achieving the pinnacle of A-rank. However, this demon had activated another domain on top of his previous one. There was only one way he could do this: use tremendous amounts of mana! The unease in Dior's heart grew stronger by the second. Alfred, on the other hand, was already on his knees, looking around in terror. He was standing on a small bit of land, and an unending body of water encircled them on all sides. The tide gradually rose and receded. If not for the circumstances, this would have been an ideal location for a holiday!