A Loud Among Demons Novels & Stories

I could have sworn her voice had been at its highest peak. “Well, a girl has gotta do what she gotta do to get a hot guy’s attention,” She shrugged, smiling. I chuckled at her statement on realizing just how ridiculous it sounded. “That literarily makes no sense. How does screaming your lungs out in such a crowded place get you hot guys?” “There are few things you don’t know Holly but you will learn all of them soon. For starters that place is where you get to see all the kinds of hot guys. From rugged hot to clean hot,”

he taunted and the tone of his voice was playful as ever. "Listen to their sorrows in the highest part of the Pandemonium!” the demon exclaimed, and then laughed foolishly. His evil laugh enveloped the entire Academy. Moments later, anguish and weeping filled the air because of so many voices calling for our help. “Celestial Twelve, please save us. Help!” “Ahhh! I can’t take it anymore. It’s painful. Please stop it!” “Goddess Lumia, Empress Lisa of Celestia, Celestial Twelve, save us! Our souls are burning like hell!”

Not in the groin like I wanted to in my soul. I cleared my throat. “You are officially banned for life from Ascension. Should you set foot on the premises again you will be arrested. Your ID was scanned at the door and we have your visit on record. My girls are not here for you to insult or harass. So walk your ugly ass out of my fucking club before I have you dragged out, you low life piece of trash.” The club was nearly silent now. His upper lip peeled off his teeth in a snarl. “Who the fuck do you think you are, bitch?”

The barrier that once stood between Lyria and the rest of the world was torn by Kyante and her army was shattered, and from that tear emerged demons—grotesque beings of shadow and flame, their eyes burning with malice. The demons crawled out of the abyss, dragging themselves onto our shores, their claws digging into the earth with sickening strength. They moved like a tide of darkness, their numbers endless, filling the air with the smell of sulfur and death. They didn’t just march—these demons fed off the very land, their presence corrupting everything they touched. Trees withered and died in their wake, their leaves turning to ash, and the ground itself cracked and burned beneath their fee

Howls and roars emerged from their gaping mouths, creating a hideous cacophony loud enough to be heard even over the rushing winds of the vortex. Leesa saw no sign of Lamashtu, and wondered if the demon might be somewhere inside the whirling maelstrom, setting all this into motion. Dominic yelled to be heard above the clamor. “These are just a distraction! But one that must be dealt with. We need to find Lamashtu.”

Deafening crack sounds echo as Luca’s fingers clamp down on its head, squishing it like a bun. “Don’t touch what belongs to me”, he says, making eye contact with the other demons who had stood by. It wails as Luca finally crushes its skull and then it dissipates in seconds. I collapse on the ground, the realization of being so close to being six feet under, weakening my knees. I pant heavily, not sure if I’d be able to move any sooner. My blood runs cold as another demon quickly recovers and sets its sights on me again. This time, it suddenly stops, seemingly unable to control its own limbs.

Despite the light emanating from the Pentacle, the air was icy cold. Then the ground seemed to crack wider open like a glass and pouring through the shards came a horde of dark shapes, humanoid but twisted, gnarled and faceless, howling out a soundless scream that punctured the ears of the witch. It did not seem to affect Aosoth though. She cackled and her beetle-like eyes grew bright with a manic light as she raised her hands higher and the demons poured forth. Icy wind burned the witch as more humanoid demons came through the band of light within the Pentacle. The air stank of sulphur and ashes.

He lets out a guttural roar, his claws scraping against the tabletop as he slams his fists down. The other demons fall silent, their attention focused on the spectacle unfolding before them. Hazel's heart races as she watches the scene unfold, her mind reeling with the realization that she has been thrust into a world where violence and chaos reign supreme. Damon's gaze never leaves Hazel's face as the demon's outburst echoes through the hall. With a wave of his hand, the creature falls silent, its eyes still blazing with a feral intensity. "All hail Lord Xorax, my most trusted general," Damon announces, his voice booming through the chamber. "He has brought word of a potential threat to our

Leah's demonic roar erupted as she summoned more demons to join the final fight. The demons created an uproar following Leah's command as they charged at us all at once.

"They are wondering if you're a Demon, like me." The way he says that word. Demon. He makes it sound as if we are Gods, above everyone else. "People are terrified of you. Half the room is gone," I note. There's an obvious gap between Keo and I dancing and the rest of the crowd. Most are too curious to leave now, wanting to see what the Demon will do to the hosts wife. "They hate Demon's. Everyone hates Demon's." "Kastriv doesn't." I scan the room for my mate, but I cannot see him. I know he hasn't abandoned me, and that he will be close, ensuring Keo doesn't do anything, but for moral support, I wish I could see him.