Charismatic Demon Novels & Stories

Hmmm fairy blood… It rolls through my head and Dante scolds me, making me focus on this Jasper character. He doesn’t look all that strong, but the arrogance rolls off of him in waves. He clearly comes from money, and after sizing him up another minute it clicks in my head: he’s an abaddon demon. A sower of discord. He isn’t happy unless there is chaos and he’s creating it. “You’ve come to the right place, demon,” I whisper, as Chance laughs.

She cackled again, looking around at the demons. "It is, however, most unlucky that my stay in this world away from my home dimension has left me quite weak. Fifteen years in the wrong dimension will do weakening things to a Greater Demon like me. I've had to feed off the blood of puny little Mortals. I'm not the same Aosoth you used to cower in fear of. In order to be restored to my former glory, it is highly imperative for me to perform the Ritual of Infernal Transformation, and as you know, this ritual requires the blood of a spawn, the bones of a servant, and the flesh of my spouse " Aosoth paused and regarded the demons.

I dragged her to the table behind her, pinned her flat on it. "This is my charity Sheila, for long time's sake," I raised her dress, tore her leggings, unzipped my pants as I held my cigarette in the corner of my mouth. I drove into her without hesitation. "Fuck Leon!" She moaned out. "See how fucked up your obsession is? You're enjoying this." I was angry imagining how those bastards she paid would have messed up Tamara if Sean wasn't there in time. "I want you to imprint this in your tiny head, because if not for Tamara you won't be breathing. I'm a scumbag and I can change my fucking mind anytime." I hissed before one last hard thrust knocked her breath out of her.

A moment later he returned, turning corporal once more and carrying her bags. "How did you do that?" He raised a brow, as if it were obvious. "I'm a spectral demon." "That is so cool. So you're like a ghost or something?" "Most humans who think they've seen a ghost are actually witnessing a spectral demon." Her curiosity racing she asked jokingly, "Can you go all Jedi and move things with your mind?" He cocked his head, as if he were about to give a lecture to a group of children. "Yes, when I go fully demonic I have telekinetic abilities. And I can't be harmed or killed. It makes my kind invaluable, especially on the battlefield."

She ran away and left her alone in the hands of this demon. She looked at Eric who had a devilish smile on his face, then stared down at her stomach. ‘Maybe you were meant to be a mafia after all.’

] The shop owner immediately sent back a string of question marks. Me: [What's wrong?] Shop owner: [Please tell me you're joking! That's not an incubus! That's a demon, and the most dangerous kind at that!] Incubi had markings. Demons had them too. For someone unfamiliar with the difference, they were indeed hard to tell apart. Everything made sense now—why Raven never needed to feed, why he insisted he had no owner, and why he always caught himself before saying too much. That night, when the enforcement officers conducted their search, they were looking for Raven.

“But what about...” I really loved that, I did. “What about?" The lady didn’t even consider the possibility that I didn’t want her. Apparently, I was to be overjoyed to embrace that corpse. Yeah, right. I would prefer a salt-water fish; it didn’t have as many bones. “I think this is the wrong place for consolation,” I told her poignantly. Ruthina’s eyes turned glassy—apparently, my demonic charisma had kicked in. Argadon might not be a succubus, but he still had that power, and he had passed it on to me.

she let out a yell Ignoring her agony, Vivianne hurrily cast a spell and turn her into a human then she cast another spell to seal off her demonic powers and seal off half of hers “That will make it hard for us to be find out” she said and sigh in relieve Vivianne watch Vida fascinates over her new and strange look while she grins from mouth to mouth “Is this how human looks?” she asked turning to her master but met with a stern eyes “I am sorry, so what are you planning to do now?” “Samael is a cold demon but I’m sure there is something he’s hiding about the human woman and that I need to find out”

Cara puella", he whispers and rubs his gnarled and chalky hands and slither towards her, only stopping when he is close enough that she can smell the rotten stench from his body. Charot's appearance can scare anyone. He is a master demon with cat like eyes, that glow in a peculiar light blue color, reminding her of a dying star. His ears are pointed, and claws like a cat ready to fight. His nose is two black angular holes deeply set into his pale face. His whole demeanor sends out a signal that this is a creature not to be taken lightly. His wings hang motionless along his bony body, and when he speaks you can glimpse white fangs.