Black-eyed Demon Novels & Stories

I asked. The demon nodded and approached the border of the pentagram. "With your mother..." he said, his eyes ice-blue, cold, mocking. "That blonde girl?" he looked at Martha. "Yes. I was a bit too much for her in my true form." "Motes of Darkness probably didn't help either," I agreed. The demon smiled at me again. "So why did you call me...son? Do you want to get a sister, perchance? From the black-haired one?"

So far, I’ve only seen one member of the Rhoder Tribe, and even that I had not been entirely sure about. But seeing this figure before me, I feel a different sort of terror seize me. Their eyes are pitch black, no pupil, no iris. It’s hard to to understand how someone is feeling when you can’t see their eyes. It has a humanoid face, a blue robe covering its body. “Demon,” its voice is cold, striking fear within me. There’s power in its voice. Ancient power.

I just saw his black hairy hands and red glowing eyes. When I roamed my eyes around me, I saw nothing. I felt like I was brought to an another world. " hey! Show me your face?" I called the unknown entity from nowhere. I heard a hissing noise just in front of me until an image slowly appeared vividly in my naked eyes. A black demon, a huge black beast with a very long horns and his body was like the King Kong movie character. " I'm Sachajir and I'm going to eat you alive!" He said while he begun to opened wide his jaws where his four sharp fangs could be visible just around his mouth. Diana walked backwards while examining a short way for escaping but she saw no pathways or either holes.

“Hey, wake up!” This time the demon weakly opens his eyes. Blood covers his scruffy beard and toned chest. He’s quite beautiful. This time his eyes are dark instead of glowing an icy color. He has long dark ebony hair and high cheekbones. In fact, he looks a bit familiar. I just can’t recall who he looks like. As soon as he sees us, he releases a threatening growl. But Rowan and I remain where we are. “Calm down, man. I’m here to help.” Rowan mutters gently.

They are all black with white tips. Alex says that’s how they know that my mother, whoever she was, was an Angel. My demon side is shown through the color change in my eyes. Angels have white/silver eyes, and Demons have neon green eyes and fangs. My eyes are neon green, and I have fangs. Angels don’t develop tattoos as wings. They have wings from the moment they are born. Demons develop tattoos that turn into wings. However, their wings are leathery and clawed; instead of feathered. That’s how they know that I’m a hybrid.

Her attacker stood with two short blades in hands, with those glaring eyes watching her as she crawl and squirm on the ground. Beth continued to inch away as the demon start to advance towards her once again like a predator after its little prey. Its face covered with a black mask. Beth could feel the burning rage in those demon eyes as it continued to snarl and bear its teeth at her shivering form, silently demanding her death above all else and leaving no room for a way out. She gasp when her back hit the frame of the bed behind her, caging her in as well.

It was definitely Helion. The moment we turned the corner, what I saw sent terror surging through me. Helion was halfway above the ground. Large black wings stuck out of his back on each side. His eyes were pitch black, his voice was deeper and more resonating than usual. He truly looked like the demon he was called. I was stunned, but I wasn't scared. He had his back bent backwards while he chanted. I knew he was definitely letting out immense power from his body.

Black. He had black eyes. Those previously dark brown eyes of his had turned completely black. There was no sclera around them. No iris. Just...black. Completely black. Devoid of any light. Any soul. And his mouth...it wasn't normal anymore. His lips weren't looking that appealing anymore. Because there were sharp, jagged teeth protruding from in between them. Making him look like the most frightening demon that she had ever seen.

Demons corrupt humans by tapping into their minds, finding their deepest desires and translate it into sinful acts. Tears continued to flow on the human’s face. Damien grinned, Chris’ miserable state proves him how worth his five years of wait. Chris watched how the demon’s appearance changed before his eyes. The black fog that always surrounds the demon is as if being absorbed back to its body. Chris is too pre-occupied to be even amazed but he must admit to himself that he is curious with what is happening. It continued until the black fog finally reveals a man with strong features. Chris first noticed the demon’s eyes which are very dark, much like the fog that previously surrounds him.

I finally felt alive. “But…” He then put on a serious expression. “We found a rare chemical in your blood. “There isn’t a name for it on the market. “However, in the black market, the name of it is ‘Angel’s Kiss’.” Angel’s Kiss? It sounded beautiful, but I could not help but shiver. “It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet.