Novel & Cerita Viking Demon

He is the God we serve and praise since we don’t have a demon wolf god of our own like the werewolves and Lycans have their moon goddess. We made Fenrir our Wolf God since he is Chaos. Perfect for demon wolves like ourselves. Right back to a female who can withstand me. I steal the life force of anyone I sleep with. This is my demonic power. I can steal it from anyone without sleeping with them, too. Almost like a vampire, but I don’t need to physically feed from them. I can just touch them and steal their life force. I am always careful, though. I try to be careful in bed, but that is proving to be a challenge for me since the pleasure of intercourse is making it difficult to focus on contr

This should not be happening. "What's the matter, Warrior? Did my little scratch hurt?" the demon cackled, his voice like breaking glass. "Not as safe as you thought you were, eh?" The demon laughed some more, pleased with his ambush. Rhychard glared at the creature, the demon's arms waving in every direction as his eight-foot frame continued to prance around the parking lot. Vargas attempted to look human, a weakness of his, which Rhychard never understood. The demon wore a black shirt, which covered his long arms and slender chest, and black pants that seemed like something from a fantasy novel. Vargas couldn't stuff his talons into his shoes any more than a bird could, and the curved nail

“Viktor?” Her voice was softer than I remembered. A ghost’s whisper. I froze. She didn’t turn. “You’re thinner.” “The wilds don’t feed me.” She laughed, the sound brittle as old ice. “They say you’ve made a pact with a demon.” “They’re right.” “Demons don’t hesitate.” Do it, Vorath snarled, its voice a serrated edge in my skull. She let them take her!

S. The Demon saw this and immediately signaled his men to act. The number of people of Demon.S increased gradually, the more Vampires fought, the more aggressive they became. However, amid the chaos, Lars remained in his old position. Even Valor didn't understand why Lars did it. Lars's gaze landed on Keelin, he said without hesitation "You want it. If you want it, take it … take it yourself" Demon knew that Lars was very strong, so he couldn't help but be surprised by Lars's action. However, thinking that Keelin was in his hand, Demon was very confident, he pulled out a knife and approached Lars.

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

“When Vanessa attached Divina, her wolf wasn’t normal. It was possessed by a demon and Divina killed it. Then saved Vanessa. Her injuries would have been fatal otherwise.” Mrs. Brancich gasps and her hand flies up to cover her mouth. “Warrick, do you know what it looked like?” I nod my head sharply. “I need to do some research. There are different kinds of demons. We need to know what we are dealing with.” She says chewing on the side of her cheek.

The man fell to the ground, screaming in pain while Ares just rolled his eyes and threw the eyeball on the ground and stomped on it because squatting in front of the man. He grabbed the man by the hair and lifted his head up so they were eye leveled. “I told you I don’t do second chances but you are someone I’ve known for so long so I don’t want to kill you off just like that but if you don’t find a way to get me rid of this demon the next time we meet, I won’t just be taking away your other eye but also your life. Got that?” He pushed the man to the ground as he stood up then turned to Cornelius with a groan.

Before I start this book, I want to explain something. Who is a Yoruba Demon? A Yoruba Demon is technically a full fledged Zaddy. They're not literal demons but we'll soon know why they are called that in a second. So a Yoruba demon is a very handsome,tall, fine as hell, ripped body kind of guy. Let's not forget stinking rich. But inside all of that, he's not your everyday kind of boyfriend. Trust me, Yoruba demons don't have to beg to get into your pants. You'll be the one taking your pants off lol.

Fail on purpose. He entered the combat ring, his eyes scanning the crowd, and he froze. Standing among the nobles, dressed in black, a man Lysan hoped he would never see again. Roman Da'Luka. The young version of the Demon king Lysan had killed in his previous life, looking extremely young and charming, with pale grey eyes. And he was looking directly at Lysan.

Knowing that he was very close to her, Lyrie didn’t meet him. “I will not go with you,” said Lyrie as she turned into a demon with large claws, red flinty eyes and full of rage. She was surrounded by the nymphs and Nyka. “I am going to Xikoth and tell him the truth,” she threatened. “I will tell him how you made Ivanov sick every time you visited us, how you used me against Amelia.” Nyka was a dark elf. She couldn’t turn into a demon but she was empowered with magic. Dark elves ruled the demons. And Xikoth was the most powerful dark elf.