Charmed Fear Demon Novels & Stories

All three demons recoiled at once, as if an explosion had shoved them back. I saw fear in their eyes. Demons. Creatures of the underworld who fear nothing and no one. They were afraid of the disfigured omega who, five seconds earlier, had been a trembling bundle against a tree. Emili stood. But not the way a person stands. She *unfolded,* like a shadow stretching in reverse — fluid, unnatural. Her mouth opened, and a sound came out that was neither human nor animal: a deep hiss vibrating on frequencies that made every hair on my body stand on end.

he questioned; one would actually believe he cared, that he wasn’t planning on ending my life to save his. “I’m fine.” I answered curtly. “I’m sorry; I shouldn’t have made you see that.” “Are you really? Are you really sorry? From what I can tell, you let me watch just to scare me—to make sure I saw how ‘evil’ you are. Well, message received. You did a perfect job. Consider me completely and utterly terrified of you.” “To demons, this is normal. Just the same way you consume food to satisfy your hunger, we need blood to quench the thirst.”

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

~Serena~ My eyes slanted, and I almost lost sight of Spade. “You know a way to get a demon out of my mind?” Spade leaned forward, parking his elbows on the table. The morning light hit his face, and for a second, I saw something in his eyes that I hadn’t seen before—fear. He blinked it away like blowing out a candlelight. I wouldn’t have seen it if I hadn’t been gazing at him. “Technically, I know someone who knows how to deal with demons.”

Such an ungentlemanly fellow ! "what are you?" she asked the lingering question in her head. "You don't look human" "I'm not" "Then what are you?" she pressed. He gave her one of his smirks as he smacked his fangs, "what do you think?" Arianna thought for a while, "A demon?" Damian laughed, "how would you know? Ever encountered one before?" Arianna shook her head, she hasn't but it felt like he was, "then what are you?"

Charlene Samarah Adams is the kind of woman who would rather be labeled peasant than bother having sucking nobles under her. “You two turned into what exactly I expected you to be,” the woman’s eyes glistened. They looked at Weiss and then landed on the shivering pup behind him. She chuckled. “No need to get so scared of me, Charlene, darling,” her voice was soft and gentle, but it put shivers down Charlene’s spine. She does not even remember why she’s so scared of the woman, nor who she is. All Charlene knows is that her system is telling her that the woman is a walking danger.

Her demeanor shows her awareness of her attractiveness and she reveled in it, turned her body slightly towards the doorway and positioned herself in a manner which shows her most attractive angle and pushed her ample chest, attracting even more lascivious attention. She tilted her head into a more seductive pose, strands of her hair partially hiding her eyes, unseen to everyone, the irises of her eyes which were dark, glowed dark red and a lighter shade around the pupils, giving an eerie feeling. She gave a low sinister chuckle. ************************************************************************************************

Her ocean-blue eyes have depths of innocence in them, and it seemed as though an inevitable gravity was dragging me in to explore those vast sets of orbs. I was so distracted by how the doll's elegance had held me chained up that I did not even notice the entrance to the villa slamming completely shut until I realized it. I stumbled through it, but I was completely blown shocked when I started hearing a melodic line being hummed ominously from behind my back, causing my head to instinctively flip toward its direction. My mouth dropped open, and my eyes widened in sheer terror, and my body started to shrivel up in fear and panic, as my heart pummeled vociferously. I was screaming with tears i

I argue, trying my best not to give up. Ever so slowly, he lifts his head. His eyes are black and soulless. His skin color washes away as a shadow emerges from his chest and slowly separates from his body. Covering my mouth, I try my best not to scream as the demonic creature shifts its head and looks at me. There are no eyes, just empty black holes. The Demon has three fingers each and smelled of burned ash. The more I stare at it, the more I recognize what it is. "Katrina!" The voice yells out.

Although it was very loud, Marlin was not shocked at all as she had expected this. “How long have you noticed?” Marlin asked the demon sitting on the floor. She dispelled her concealing spells and showed herself in front of the demon. “Since the moment you entered Britney’s mind.” The demon answered. The demon had horns so huge that they were bigger than his head and curled twice. His eyes were glowing yellow and his body was dark violet with mysterious markings all over. Nearby, Marlin could see rotting corpses and skeletons of various races. Perhaps Marlin was used to the smell, but it did not smell as bad as it looked.