A Loud Among Demons Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He was in a state of complete shock. More than a thousand White Lotus members exchanged glances with each other. What a quick turn of events. This was something that they would have never expected even if they cudgeled their brains. "You… you’re a demon—a demon!" White Hill seemed to have gone insane as he started to scream at Lucas. "Hehe, a demon?" Lucas' expression turned cold without warning. "If that’s the case, I, Lucas York, will show you what it means to be a true demon!"

Long Chen asked, focusing with his eyes closed, hoping that his voice would reach his son. "We... are being attacked by demons! Demons... They are terrifying, with big hands and heads like bulls... My aunts call them demons of destruction!" replied the innocent voice stammeringly to Long Chen. "Demon of destruction? What kind of demon is that?" Long Chen asked the black dragon.

It was cool now, resting innocently against my skin. Inside the quiet of my mind, the demon’s voice returned, a soft, satisfied purr: “We’re going to need a bigger crowd next time, Lila.”

He shouted. “Then it will be you,” then the demon looked into the sky light. “Then the children.” its clawed talon tapped on the skylight, cracking it, and the children looked up at the clawed talon and screamed. The scorcher demon loved the sound of screaming in the morning. “Come on! then!” Scott said and crouched back up to get ready to attack. The demon licked its two right insect eyes with its tongue. “Smiter, I am bored. I think I will kill you now.”

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

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

Nova POV. "Look at the lost pet" one of the demons says laughing, he tried to touch my ear, I growled at him almost biting his hand, I didn't want to really bite him, eww! "Let's throw her in a fight" another demon says laughing a dark laugh, one that sends fear into my soul, I felt even colder now, like my extremities were on the verge of falling off. "Let me go" I say once they tried to touch me angry at them, but they didn't obey me.

As I push against him, I look around and that is when I see it, the scene around me in the darkness. It is a wasteland. There seems to be nothing good here, nothing living, nothing but emptiness. I then hear those screams of fear and pain. It is then that I see them, males and females, being held by winged Demons, while other Demons raped and tortured them. I struggle more and more in the arms of the male holding me until he finally lifts his head, his eyes capture mine, and I stop struggling. He smiles, moving his hand to my cheek as he whispers,

Samael sits in a bigger waiting room than the bride's except the room is quiet, in a low temperature and not filled with deodorant scents and flowers There is an empty glass of wine in front of the small table and two other people standing not too far from him and another tied up in the air struggling silently in pain, The mood in the room of the room seems more cold that its temperature. As soon as Samael hears the sound music telling him ceremony has start, the demoniac look on his face disappear and Vada who is hanged up in the air fall down to earth in a loud bang.

Calix chuckled and kissed her temple before whispering in an eerie tone. “Demons love to break promises.” *****