Castle Demon Novels & Stories

Malik commanded his son who immediately complied. Colter flew until he reached the collapsed ceiling, but before he could slash down at the demon, it immediately lunged at him, as if realizing Colter’s plans on instinct. They collided in the air, with Dyron roaring in anger, trying his best to pummel Colter with his monstrous fists. The palace, or whatever remained of it, shook with the sheer intensity of the blows. Colter answered with rapid slashes that the demon once known as King Dyron, did not seem to feel. “HOWAAAAAAARD” the demon roared in anger, Colter slipped from his grasp and he planted the sword of light into his chest. A burst of white light filled the room but the animalistic h

he replies, taking obvious pleasure from this interaction. ​Before I can reply, I catch something big and black moving in small leaps from the corner of my eye and release a terrified scream as I pull my legs up, taking my feet off the floor. I ignore the pain it causes as I stare at the creature that began moving towards me, making me scream again. ​Lucian rushes from the kitchen with his knife in his hands, looking around wildly, only to freeze when he catches sight of the monster. ​"You can't be serious," he says as he sags, tucking his knife away as he looks at me and then back at the black ball. "Don't tell me you're scared of Blaze."

Alverto Cassiero a scientist was murdered by the government when the after effect of the substance A13 which he created led to the death of the soldiers that fought against the aliens in the early 80's. Maria Cassiero who was Alverto's mother decided to seek revenge for her son's death and this led her to meet a demon called Diemon.Diemon helped Maria to avenge her son's death after making a pledge to him.Some years after,Diemon was tricked by a Chinese monk who casted a spell on him and turned him into a statue so as to save his student from being offered to him as a sacrifice.

Apparently, the command to kill has not yet been given. The most frisky and wild parted, letting the originals pass. Casius smiles broadly, looking directly into my eyes. But I didn’t look down, I hope he sees all the rage and anger that I feel. Here is a man standing next to him inspires horror. Unlike the rest of those present, this one looks very intimidating. His heart sank involuntarily at the appearance of the enemy. In appearance, you can easily see his true bestial essence. The eyes are black and pitch black. The hair is long to the waist, the physique is large and massive, sharp claws of an unpleasant brownish tint are released on the hands. The face is covered with many scars. This

AUTHOR'S POV In the dim, eerie silence of the castle, a mysterious figure emerged, stepping out from the shadows with an air of quiet authority. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with mid-length blonde hair flowing around his unreadable face. His sharp gaze drifted to the floor where droplets of fresh blood were, a trail Keilah had left behind. He knelt, his movements deliberate and graceful, studying the drops with a keen interest.

The air grew colder as they descended a narrow staircase, the flickering light of Damon’s torch casting long shadows on the damp stone walls. “Where are we going?” Hazel asked, her voice echoing in the confined space. “To the castle’s heart,” Damon replied. “There’s something here that might help us turn the tide.” They reached a heavy iron door, its surface etched with ancient symbols. Damon placed his hand against it, murmuring a word Hazel didn’t understand. The symbols flared briefly before the door creaked open, revealing a chamber filled with an eerie, pulsating light. Hazel stepped inside, her eyes widening as she took in the sight before her. A massive crystal stood at the center of

She snapped her jaws a mere millimeter from Cynthia’s face, her teeth clicking sharply in the air. Cynthia gasped sharply, her iridescent violet eyes widening in a sudden, primitive terror as she violently stumbled backward, her red velvet gown catching on the stone threshold of the door. The liquid blood coiling around her fingers splattered uselessly across the floor, hissing as it hit the silver dust. She had expected a weakened, starving prisoner; she hadn't expected a demon unleashed. Carmilla hung from her chains, her chest heaving as she forced her dead lungs to move, dark immortal blood dripping from her smoking wrists onto the cold iron floor. She looked down at the trembling noblew

"You won't let him get away with that, right? A bad person is anyone who is associated with the Vulture. None of them, not one! The law has not yet been applied. It's not enough to punch him! When she got to Mike's side, Colleen said, raising one eyebrow. After four months of living in this city, Colleen had seen hell and was aware that there were demons in the area who deserved no mercy. Just like that, the Vulture and his men were devils. "No, I won't let him go, of course!" Mike reassured Colleen by shaking his head. Despite the fact that he was a compassionate individual, he had no intention of using that compassion against his adversary, whether in real life or in a video game. "What th

I stormed into my study and slammed the door shut behind me. I leaned up against it and then slid down to sit on the floor, burying my face in my hands. “You’re weak,” the demon said. “She was right there. We could have had her.” “Shut up!” I bellowed. “You almost killed her, Xavier,” my wolf growled at me, full of disgust and shame. “We are dangerous.” “That’s the idea, isn’t it?” the demon said, laughing. “More fear. More power. They all deserve to die.” “Shut up! Both of you!” I shouted.

This place felt like it had a soul. “This is… nice,” I whispered. “No,” I corrected myself. “It’s beautiful.” “Do you like it?” Damon asked. “Yes,” I said without hesitation. His eyes locked on mine, steady and serious. “Then it’s yours.” I froze. “What?”