Romans & histoires Wrath Demon

I bite her forearm in my view. "GET OFF YOU BITCH!" I hiss while she straddled my torso. Jabbing her nails into anything she could. I let her wrist go and she slashes at my face, but I only wanted to get up from her and get an advantage, so I roll over as her nails drag across my face to the back of my head. I healed instantly. Using my Demon-Wolf speed , I punched her in the face. She goes flying, but only gets up quickly to run into me again. She's definitely been holding back, though she's always been able to keep up with me, my blows will always hurt her much more.

Mara sucked the blood that was coming out of her lips because she bit it hard enough to make it bleed and it somehow calmed her down. Just when she was about to get off her bed, someone kicked which threw her from her bed to the balcony. The spell of time surrounding her came undone and when she opened her eyes to lash out to whoever kicked her, her bloodlust decreased as she stares at the furious demon in front of her. Wrath's wings are flaming black and purple while he's holding a sword made of dark energy and electricity. Without a word, Wrath swung his sword with a goal to at least chop off a finger.

“W-what do you mean?” “You do understand that you are bound to me, right?” “A-and?” “I can sense your emotions… And right now, all I can feel from you is anger, the thirst for revenge against the people who wronged you. And I can make that happen, Olivia. I can help you with that revenge. I am Azazel, the Demon Prince of Wrath… I am exactly the power you will need.”

I have made her as my will to live then days passed by and all I can feel is wrath. I thought it was because of what she’s done and all of the things that I’ve lost because of her but looking at her now, I’ve finally understand where’s my wrath is coming for. She abandoned me and I thought that she never loves me because she never seek me again. That’s where my wrath begins. I’ve loathed her for not loving me enough to find me and make peace with our relationship and when I had the chance to saw her again, I was just blinded by that fake wrath of everything that happened to us. I’ve blackmailed and manipulated her so that I will have her in my life again. It’s the only thing that I know how

With a low bellow his arms shot forward like two powerful spears, bringing with them the wrath of a thousand souls! Seeing the power behind the strike that was coming for him, the muscled Wind Demon’s expression grew stern for what would be the first of many changes in facial expressions for him today. He brought his arms before his torso in a cross, gathering streams of Edict as he did so. He may look like he was all muscle, but he was not a fool to compete with a Barbarian in a contest of strength. While his physique was better than the average Wind Demon, that only applied to Wind Demons. Due to the long war and the repercussions of losing their King during the war, Wind Demons were not a

I emphasized The lesser demons surrounded me as if threatening me. I have an idea more or less what this is all about. My rage grew inside me as I changed into my demon form. Mortem changed into his as well taking pride in his marvelous appearance, he showcases a spectacular display of power directly summong his shadows to consume me. With with a flick of my finger, the shadows abruptly stopped then vanished. Mortem clapped his hands, "Marvelous. Wrath indeed suits you best brother but you are weak minded. Your emotions and affection for that human weakens you."

I’m one such miracle. Eighteen years ago, a war was started between Hades and Suzaku, the Beast God of Fire and of the South, about who would rule over the Fires of Hell in the Southern Hemisphere. The war claimed many lives and went on for years until two of the fiercest warrior women; the Demon Zara, Hades’s most trusted Lieutenant and the Angel Alysa, Suzaku’s most trusted commander, died fighting each other.

“Thanatos wolf Salem said he won’t let me go. I’m sorry, Dad. But you’ll have to give him one of my other sisters’ hands in marriage.” “You're right; another sister shouldn’t be a big deal. He only wanted you if you had your demon wolf. Hopefully, he’s okay to marry your other sister that doesn’t have one.” “Why on earth would Uncle Darwin want to marry a demon wolf?” “He said his first mate was a demon wolf, and she was killed. Demon wolves are rare to find in girls. Usually, only males have them. You were so young, and it was so long ago I honestly forgot about it.”

Somewhere deep down, a crack formed in the armor he’d built around his conscience. From the cliff’s edge, Jaiyana’s gaze swept across the chaos below. Through the swirling smoke and shifting shadows, she caught sight of Tharion and Kaelan in their wolf forms—massive, feral, and magnificent. Their claws tore through demon flesh with savage precision; muzzles streaked with blood. Kaelan leapt into the fray, landing atop a hulking demon and ripping its throat out in a spray of black ichor, while Tharion’s powerful jaws clamped down on another’s spine, snapping it with a sickening crack.

a satisfied, malicious grimace appeared on his face, “just before his death, your precious dad crap himself ... - Shut up! Rathar roared, clenching his fists angrily. Fierce malice and hatred - that's what began to be born in the chest of a young demon. He was ready to endure attacks against him, he was ready to endure humiliation, but not insults against his father. He will not allow his memory to be tarnished with these disgusting slander. Everything Arahssharets said is not true! Eyes covered with a veil of anger ... Everything happened in a matter of moments... A loud bang followed by a long groan filled with pain. Again a clap, again a groan, an explosion, screams and groans, swearing i