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demon's paradise

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Time 55m

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I ran as fast as my legs could carry me terrified of everything that was happening, afraid that this might as well be my last breath. 


I dont know where I am. There's no one here ,all I see is darkness. I suddenly hear a snap of a twig. I turn around and meet a pair of red eyes .I am  really frightened and I dont know what to do. That's where I lose it and crash to the ground.


I killed three man today and felt pleasure. I have been a killing machine for the last three years. I have practiced my skills but I need more kills to excel myself ... For pleasure


 ***  This is a romance novel plz give it a try if u like angels and demons. I hope u like it :)**All Rights Reserved

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A Hero With/Out Time by HMPDharma

"I'd kill him if it were the last thing I ever did. No matter who's in my way. The Hero or the Queen, I'd get rid of them, no matter how many times it takes." Up until now I had always thought I was normal, a little on the weirder side but at least normal enough. Then I died and well... I didn't. Dragged off by the Hero and her party to slay the Demon Lord I met my end to the Monster along the border forest only to wake up before it all began. I'm clearly not the Hero Lara with her dazzling smile. I'm not the captain of the Knights Ronalt. I'm not a Master Wizard or a Swordsman, that would be Ardent and Earnest. Nor am I the surprisingly violent priestess Marley. And though she was dragged along as well, I'm not the beautiful thief Taylor. No, my jobs outnumber theirs tenfold for I am... their cook, their driver, the baggage carrier, blacksmith, tailor, potions maker, bird tender and so on and so forth. In other words I was the extra taken from my small town home. No matter what though, no matter how many tries it takes, I will make it back home or die trying, literally.

Flames Of Hell (A supernatural fan fic) by EJbenben

"What is this? Who are we supposed to be to each other?" I asked. What small amount of willpower I have is crumbling fast. He is nuzzling his nose into my ear. "This my dear, is sex." He kissed my neck as he spoke "Old fashioned" kiss "dirty' kiss "No strings" Kiss "Sex". My heart was doing summersaults as he continued massaging my inner thigh and his lips were moving to my jaw. They're opposites. Literal opposites. She is a good guy, a hunter, and a member of team free will. He is the King of Hell. Not just a regular demon. He is THE demon. How are they going to live with the fact that they're twin flames? That they're souls are entertwined with one another. More importantly, how is the rest of Team Freewill going to deal with it? **Note- This is a fic I am writing on A03 as well. I was curious how wattpad worked so I figured I'd post this here too***

Did my heart love till now? by AlwaysJulyy

**WARNING** This book will contain mature content and if you aren't a fan of it or it may offend you in any way you may leave now or you can skip the chapters as I will mention it in the beginning if it contains any R-rated scenes. Thank you for being patient 💕. ******** "You can't do this" I tell him congregating every bit of courage I could find in my bones. My denial doesn't seem to be having any effect on him at all as his hand crawls further up my thigh and dangerously close to where I my body aches for him... I try to move away but I can't it's like my heart doesn't want me to. "No Liv this isn't the time to let your feelings screw this over for you" I tell myself over and over again... "Stop this you asshole" I snap at him and jerk back with a force. This brings his all-too-well-known smirk back at it's place. My outburst doesn't surprise him anymore, if anything at all he only looks amused. His eyes are gleaming with amusement just like a child who has finally bought the toy he wanted. He is a devil with the looks of a Greek God. "Wait... did I just complimented him while trying to curse him?" "Yes you did just like the past I-even-lost -the-count-times" My subconscious rolls her eyes at me mocking me at the state of my misery.

The Demon's Love✓ by ClarrisaButera

The demon - he only liked one thing shedding blood of people, enjoying to make them suffer. Enjoying to see them dead but until he meet this girl. So love can even change a demon? Impossible right? _____________________________ "do you ever wonder what happens behind the doors of big mansion owned by Devians?" My best friend asks with dreamy eyes while looking at the golden mansion , for some reasons black clouds surrounds the area around this mansion always. "I am not that interested " I shrug it off. little did I know. I was about to get trapped in it. ____________________________________ Devians - a family , another synonym for ''luxury'' , respected by all and feared by all. every one dream to be like them. have a successful career like them. Have the luxury they have. BUT most importantly , they wanna get attention of the boys living in the family. specially Damian Devian. the youngest brother who is a lecturer in the most known university . Goal of almost every family owning a daughter is same. Getting their daughter married to any of the Devian brother. But the family hides a secret. A gore one. They're demons. New book out - https://www.wattpad.com/story/317707587?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=ClarrisaButera&wp_originator=VXFd6rF8Vk5lDNbVg6H3LoYrcprw4ofEpp44p8YFP239HGswown3TimPVBmKYaljHsC0QTSOtuPmOYWKsEhTFDeNDtXxwRP7oRn1i5VBo1v2zixdRIzxA%2Fbp3LcPicw2

Jamie Dale - The Eleven Kingdoms by AngryLoveBite

This is a full length novel I wrote between the years of 2014-2017, my writing style has been all over the place through those years since I started writing it since I was 15 and ended it when I was 18. I wanted to show the story to the world but I know it isn't good enough to be properly published since there is plenty of spelling errors and for some reason 15 year old me was trying to write as edgy as possible. So my outlook on how this story is as changed I think it's very mediocre as I am now and kinda of just wanted it to end. However I still kinda want people to read it or at least get some satisfaction from it so I'm posting it. Demons, Angels, and Aliens what do they all have in common? They're all apart of Jamie Dale's life and as he looks upon the cliff wanting to jump he writes down the events that unfolded that lead him to that cliff.

Wings of Butterflies by herview

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Afterlife: Oblivion #Wattys2024 by astronomist

You die. Game over? Not quite. Welcome to the Afterlife Crucible. Every millennium, lost souls battle for a second shot at life. Forget everything you thought you knew about the afterlife. It's not pearly gates and harps - it's a ruthless gauntlet dreamed up by bored gods with a sick sense of humour. Your regrets become weapons, your sins are armour, and your secrets? Just ammo for your rivals. This is a no-holds-barred war where only the most devious spirits get to breathe again. You'll face nightmares that make Hell look like Disneyland, and opponents who'd sell their own mothers for a chance to win. Ready to fight for your life... after death? I sure as hell wasn't. There I was, barely keeping my head above water, when some prick decided to punch my ticket early. But let's face it - my chances of winning are slimmer than my ex's conscience. Who am I? Jane Doe. Just another dead girl in a sea of corpses... a junkie, a fuckup, a waste of oxygen. Or so I thought...

Demons Love by HADES_ANGEL666

I sat shaking in the cold, glass box I have spent most my life in. As a child, I would be thrown in here whenever I disobeyed orders or whenever I complained of my head throbbing like the sound of a hammer smashing a wall. As I grew up, I spent more and more time in here learning the lessons - that were close to impossible to figure out - that would cause the walls to dissolve and set myself free. "Maybe if I help you learn your lesson, you can join me at the dance?" He calls out of the darkness once again, my body growing in anticipation to see his face but still he remained hidden. "You might be here for some time then." I sighed and rubbed my arms with a chill, catching some of my wounds that were still healing. I had the urge to scratch at my skin again but I held myself back. "Is that a yes to the dance?" He laughed causing me to laugh again, I took a step back from the glass and into the bright light of the box, that didn't seem to make a difference to the outside. "Well, I am dressed for it and you would be helping me....how could I say no?" I asked rhetorically and I felt a brief movement from behind my see through prison. "Shall I help you learn your lesson then?" A playful tone echoed out towards me and I tilted my head, holding back a smile. I nodded, I had guessed he could see me and by the small sigh of content I had been correct. "Or I could do this?" Before my eyes had caught up to the shift in the dust particles, a man stood behind the glass, now clearly visible to me. His dark hair fell over his eyes, high cheekbones pushed his eyes into slits as he smiled at me and not a flaw on his skin. Dressed in a black suit and tie with a grey shirt, his finger reached up to the glass. He touched it for half a second and it dissolved beneath his pressure and my eyes widened in shock. "Now may I escort you to the dance."

I'm Here to Help You (Darkiplier x Reader) by the_bluepencil

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Fractured Souls by Eldriel

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Demons Love cover

I'm Here to Help You (Darkiplier x Reader) cover

Fractured Souls cover

A Hero With/Out Time

"I'd kill him if it were the last thing I ever did. No matter who's in my way. The Hero or the Queen, I'd get rid of them, no matter how many times it takes." Up until now I had always thought I was normal, a little on the weirder side but at least normal enough. Then I died and well... I didn't. Dragged off by the Hero and her party to slay the Demon Lord I met my end to the Monster along the border forest only to wake up before it all began. I'm clearly not the Hero Lara with her dazzling smile. I'm not the captain of the Knights Ronalt. I'm not a Master Wizard or a Swordsman, that would be Ardent and Earnest. Nor am I the surprisingly violent priestess Marley. And though she was dragged along as well, I'm not the beautiful thief Taylor. No, my jobs outnumber theirs tenfold for I am... their cook, their driver, the baggage carrier, blacksmith, tailor, potions maker, bird tender and so on and so forth. In other words I was the extra taken from my small town home. No matter what though, no matter how many tries it takes, I will make it back home or die trying, literally.