Castle Demon Novels & Stories

He was no longer the prince he once was, but a creature of darkness, driven by an insatiable thirst for vengeance. As the moon cast its eerie glow over the ancient forest, Hera's forces descended upon the castle, their numbers overwhelming the small guard that remained. They moved with swift and silent precision, their weapons gleaming in the moonlight. Damon, sensing the intrusion, emerged from the forest, his eyes burning with a fiery red light. He let out a guttural roar, his voice echoing through the night, sending shivers down the spines of Hera's forces.

But Callie was only half-demon. She cloaked herself to get past the hounds skulking through the halls of the castle. The Morningstar’s Castle was a Gothic structure with pointed arches, sweeping windows, and dark red stone made from the soil in Hell. As far as she knew Lucifer had never even been inside of it as it had been built centuries after his incarceration. She stayed close through the walls illuminated by oil lamps as she made her way to her mother’s room. Her mother was in a meeting with the Lords and would be back soon. She didn’t have much time. She approached the circle of fire apprehensively. She could feel the heat from a distance.

Damon then came down and turned back to Cynthia . "This is my reality Cynthia ." Damon said coldly . " You ... you won't hurt ... me ...would you ? " asked Cynthia stuttering . " No no .. i can't even think of that .. don't be scared ." said Damon rubbing Cynthia's cheek with love . Cynthia hugged Damon and Damon hugged her back with his shivering his hands . "You would hate me now won't you ?" asked Damon sadly . " No Damon never ." replied Cynthia . " Cynthia I am a demonic creature , you know what that means , don't you ?" asked Damon shocked .

“I’m sorry, Mr. Fisher. I’ll protect her now, I promise you and Damian.” “I have to keep you safe Luna,.. I hope Damian is safe” Behind them, the air was heavy with silence, blood, and loss. ***** Later that night… Cold Valley, ruins of the diner. Duke Castiel stood tall amidst the wreckage, flanked by his guards in silver and black. Dead bodies littered the ground including Casper’s twisted form, his minions sprawled in broken angles, claw marks and blood painting the wooden floor. “They got here before us! But who killed Casper? Who! You two go check upstairs and you check the other rooms down here” He roared out his frustration

Stepping through the flame like it was nothing more than irritating mist. Dain Castros, looking exactly as he had in the fragments of memory that had been haunting my dreams. Tall and commanding, with features that might have been handsome if not for the corruption that shadowed his eyes and traced black veins beneath his skin. He wore armor similar to the hunters but more refined, more personal, a general among foot soldiers. "Ember," he said, and his voice sent a chill through me despite the fire dancing across my skin. "At last."

Dropping beside her father and Laura, she began to sign rapidly, her little hands trembling with panic. “What happened?” Damian exhaled slowly, forcing calm into his voice. “She’s knocked out.” He said softly, brushing a thumb across Laura’s temple where the bruise was already forming. Hopes expression crumpled. Her fingers moved again, slower this time. “What do we do now?” He looked toward the White Castle shimmering faintly in the distance, it marbled towers cracked, the air around it humming with old, forgotten magic. A place that seemed both holy and haunted.

The creature was an ancient beast who lived to send terror to all who defied him. Then, the demon lands onto the ground with a sizable dragon-bone sword, which could light on fire and quickly kill any who comes in contact with it. The beast itself had massive armor with a large cape, and he had red eyes, which were standard for more powerful night creatures. Then Julius held up his greatsword and pointed it at the deadly beast; the demon's appearance was proof enough that he needed so many answers from him. "Who... are you?" He asked. Then, the demon force blows the wind in his direction and forces him to stay down and remain on his knees.

However, he was halted instantly by the invisible barrier, which was powerful enough to force Alexander further away from home. He placed his palm on the surface as his power erupted, sending deep cracks across the ground. Alexander instantly shot off like a lightning ray and entered the home as the barrier that had been there vanished. “Isabella!” “Bella!!” Alexander screamed. He went up to Bella's room but found neither her nor any mess, indicating that Bella had not taken the stairs. His wrath erupted from his body, shattering everything in its path as he morphed into a demon with two large horns, his mouth releasing steam. Satan closed his eyes and called Lucifer and the Reaper to him.

The warlock shrieked behind him, and Damien was startled by how close the man had gotten to him, without him even knowing. “Ameris? The ancient witch?” Dan spoke up boldly, scoffing at the mere thought. “There is no Ameris here, now go away. And you,” he turned to Damien. “I can’t believe that you’re pussy enough to get help from a warlock. It means that you were too intimidated by us, huh?” He mocked, but Damien ignored him. He would be dead soon, so there was no point in bantering with a walking dead person. Instead, his eyes were trained on the woman cowering beside Dan in his presence. From the looks alone, Damien had deduced that she was Cassandra’s mother already.

Devil was bleeding from his nose and mouth and he knew that the usual yellow of his eyes had sunk into a crimson red. His voice was unusually sibilent as his demonic magic threatened to overtake him. “You have no idea what I’m going to do, my love,you don't know the real me, if I can break your bond with your soulmate I can do anything, I want you to be mine and always mine and no one going to take you away from me not even dead” he said before he released the angel and moved away, opening a magic circle. "Dean" Win saw a big man with red eyes come from shadow.