A Demons Journey Novels & Stories

“Shadowland has creatures in it. Both human like and black, gooey zombies.” Rain, my Knight and a powerful demon in her own right, gave me an unimpressed look as she adjusted a pin in my hair. She was a bit of a perfectionist and couldn’t stand when things were out of place. If she were human, I’d say she had severe OCD. I guess I could still say it even though she was a demon.

Didn’t dare slow down. But as she leapt over a pit, her footing slipped. She crashed to the ground, scrambling up only to find herself surrounded again. The demons smiled darkly. "Unmask. Now. Or die." "Go to hell," Jo spat. "We are from hell," they chuckled. Suddenly, a howl split the sky, clear, piercing, powerful. The demons froze. "We don’t have time. The puppies are coming," one muttered. A blur of white and black slammed into them: Dante.

Alex clutched his head, desperately trying to block out the onslaught, but it was a battle he seemed destined to lose. His dual nature became an ever-present torment. He found himself torn between the memories of a life he cherished and the reality of the darkness that threatened to consume him. The demon's whispers grew louder, urging him to surrender, to give in to his true nature. But in the depths of his being, a flicker of resistance burned, a small flame of hope that refused to be extinguished.

“That’s how wrong I was in the head that night. That’s the power these entities can exert on their host. They aren’t true spawns from hell, but they might as well be, because they do the Devil’s work. That’s why they’re considered demons. They were protecting themselves and their food source, like animals do. But in the process, they could’ve pushed me to condemn my soul. Because they don’t know about right and wrong and they couldn’t care less. So they cloud your mind until you stop caring too. And feast on it, right like devils do, pushing you down, closer to hell, one step at a time.” The footage showed him readying the camera to film our arrival, as his voice-over said, “And there I was,

At this time, Caspian swept over with his Divine Sense and immediately found that the group of demons had formed a tribe. About seven or eight thousand miles ahead, tents made of flesh and blood and huge bones were lying on a plain, like bulging hills. White bones pointed to the sky, giving off an extremely bloody and cruel smell. Countless fiendish demons were fighting and biting on the ground. It looked like a warm bed that nurtured fiendish demons. Among these mountains, there were more than a dozen soaring flames that Caspian had felt before.

Guess this is one for the storybooks, how five Demons and a Demon Hunter stole a bunch of cop cars to save the lives of a bunch of mortals that would have their lives in the first place. Now, of course, Damien shall not allow me to be in the car with Zachariah, so after a bunch of egotistical comments, I change cars with Azron. As I get in with Damien, he just smiles, and we set down the roads. Road after road, street after street, we try our best to warn all the humans to stay inside their homes. It takes us hours and hours as we go into day time and even hours later into night time again.

Chapter 15: Return You wake up every morning to fight the same demons that left you so tired the night before, and that, my love, is bravery. *************** |Verena| "Try that one more time." Nate instructed as he advanced towards me. I aimed a kick to his chest. I wasn't even surprised when he stopped the blow smoothly, his slim fingers wrapped around my ankle as he yanked forward causing me to lose my balance. My body started plummet towards the ground.

Take control of as many Kingdoms to assist the Demons. The Demon Army will rise again on this land. Prepare for the war against the Demons by uniting the races. -Forge Your Own Path TIME LIMIT- 450 days I watched the message on my screen for a brief moment before it disappeared as quickly as it appeared. Excellent. Just great. It's such a great day to be both a demon and a human simultaneously. I don't know, this World Quest thing seems a little strange...it's like a future prediction. And prepare for it.

I stayed still, waiting for what would happen next, snapping my head around trying to figure out where the demon was in particular. "Show yourself," I said. "Or are you afraid to face me?" I added with the little courage in me. The trees began to crack, and they were forming into a large, ugly beast I had never seen before. The demon had four eyes. Two were black, and the other remaining two were red with long, sharp nails and four horns at the top of its head. The demon was red and ready to swallow me up. And at that point, I knew I was doomed. Who would save me from my destruction, or would I save myself, I thought?

That was a real set-up! My scouts were my people, my subjects, and of course that jerk didn’t touch them. And so, that was what they saw: a small demon, a grey-skinned, tailed creature, had been riding another demon. Then he had summoned an entire host of demons, and they went to slaughter the Tevarrian army. I could barely hold back curses, but still managed to get more details. Apparently, everything wasn’t as bad as it seemed. They had noticed Ak-kvir and I when we knocked out the sentries and had decided to follow us.