Bathin Demon Novels & Stories

He looked at me and said, ''Demon! Ban: Demon??..... Yes I am a demon indeed. And if you don't want the face of a demon to be the last thing you see before you die I suggest you cooperate and tell me where the passage to the basement is? ''Like hell we will let you pass that easy, Demon. Don't think we will give up without a fight.'' shouted the other Exorcists in the room. They were high ranking one but it seems like their boss is not here. He could be down there. I should hurry up too.

So make sure that you don't appear before him or else you will face dire consequences, Luna Doreen informs her. I nod timidly as Luna Doreen excuses herself to attend other important issues pertaining to the upcoming event. I skip home happily after hearing that I'm not supposed to attend the festival. I thank the moon goddess for answering my prayers. As she knows in my heart that i really don't want to meet the Demon. Rumors have it that he's very ruthless and wicked but also very handsome. But all the same ,i don't want to meet him and I'm grateful my prayers have been answered.

"Inside this chamber, there is another demon called Dincubus, Dincubus is a demon female lover who approaches males in their dreams to have sex. Some countries call them spirit wife. It comes to the demon and profess her love for you then she will begin to touch your genitals and it's feels real, after that, she will have sex with you. Once she comes once, she stays forever, her purpose is to render every man she comes in contact with useless. It takes a strong priest for that man to be delivered from her claws. Look Ryan, there are so many demons in here, we live in this mountains and if I should go on by mentioning their names and the work they are assigned to do, we will spread more than

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

THE DEMON under Xurden’s feet was growling. This demon was near the brink of death after his subjugation. Searching for the demons that were on his list was the only thing he could do to make himself busy. Ever since the other day when he left Yric in his friend’s house, he couldn’t concentrate. He’s been restless again. The bathhouse where he found the demon looked abandoned at night. Chilly air circled the entire place, making his breath visible.

’ Balthazar whined as he realised not only was his mate in trouble, but that when she did call on us, he rejected her. Suddenly that pressure came back, only this time instead of fighting it I let it in. That’s when I heard her. Her soft yet loud voice that I had come to love echoed in my mind as she called out for me. She told me she and her sister were in a cave which was confirmed by the mental image she sent me. Only she also sent me something strange. It had to have been because of her demon side. The side she thought to have been bind, only now I wasn’t so sure. What if she hadn’t been stopped from accessing that part of herself as she originally thought? What if instead that side only

Victoria's eyes widened as another massive demon who she could only guess was Bane entered. Like Sebastian his eyes were gold in color, but darker and with deep laugh lines. Although by his stern face she wondered if the man had ever laughed in his life. A white dress shirt stretched over his broad shoulders and muscular build. She could tell it was expensive and finely tailored, despite that he had a broad sword strapped to his back. A small witch with light pink hair trailed sulkily behind him. She gave a wide eyed look at Sebastian but didn't otherwise react to his demonic form.

I could picture him, standing in that house, his heart heavy with grief and guilt, trying to explain the unexplainable. But Lady Athena's response was calm and measured, her eyes holding a depth of ancient knowledge. "Silas, the demon doesn't need a physical form to exert its influence. It’s like a ghost. It's not like any ordinary creature. Hence, it does not leave a trace – no scent or footprint.” Lady Athena continued to explain, "The demon's influence is insidious. It feeds on fear, grief, and despair. It can manipulate emotions, twist perceptions. But it is not corporeal."

When he turned back to the edge of his bed, Blood, the demon version of Young, had disappeared. It drove the man mad that although nothing had been said, he knew exactly what his nightmares coming into the real world meant. Somehow Asha had tapped into a version of herself that needn’t attack anyone headon, the other side had been listening and now they were making themselves known. He wasn’t really a believer of the supernatural until he had met her, but apparently his new understanding was not enough to deter him from repeating the same cycle. Like the idiot he was, he persisted and still tried to spy on her. It angered Young’s new demon to know that the little cockroach was still being so