Charmed Fear Demon Novels & Stories

she says annoyed, uncle Dante looks at me before starting to explain things to her. "We believe our Arianna is being hunted by a demon" he starts. The demoness turns back to me, her eyes scanned me top to bottom, she smiled. She was scary while smiling as much as she is while frowning, she was beautifully scary. "And who might be hunting you cupcakes?" She asks with a smile not believing I'm actually being hunted. "He...he..." I say stuttering, I never stutter but my fear had the best of me, I didn't know what to say or do anymore.

The last thing I heard before pulling through the clouds was his voice in my head. " You won’t take her away from me again” he said. Wait. Again? I called my advisors to do some research on everything they had on Xavier. Red eyes and smoke were only common around one species. Demons. Demons are the vilest creatures who inhabit peoples' bodies on earth. They exist purely to create conflict. Was it possible Xavier was possessed by the spawn of the dark one? If that is the case, how long have I not been talking to the real Xavier?

His bat-like wings stood proud and wide behind him, while his normally smooth skin was scaly. “Fuck me,” I cursed, backing away to the stairs. This was my first time seeing a demon, and the other times I’d come in contact with demons, darkness masked them, so I didn’t get to see their true form. I wasn’t sure what I’d been expecting when I’d envisioned demons in my head, but the look in Nathaniel’s eyes was far from welcoming. He looked terrifying, like he was a second away from tearing my head off. I wasn’t about to stick around to see if he’d do exactly that, seeing as I did not know how demons worked.

“I’m sorry I said anything. Truth is, I’m not sure how to act around you at all.” “Because I’m a demon?” People are all the same. “Yes,” she gives me a pained smile. “I’m terrified of demons because it was a demon that...” her eyebrows knit together, and I can feel her hesitation to tell me. But in the end, and much to my surprise, she blurts out the words. “It was a demon that murdered my parents eighteen years ago, and while I would like to believe that everyone deserves kindness, no matter what species they are, I’m having trouble with that. Demons scare me more than anything else in this world.”

Damien felt annoyed when he saw the scared look in her eyes . " You are a useless human . The least you can do is serve me the right way . That's the only job that you can do . " said Damien . When Charlotte heard him , she froze . She didn't expect to hear such words from him . ' Kings......They are the same no matter where you go . Even if it's another world , their stupid , masculinist mentality still remains.......So what if he's a king ?! So what if he is powerful ?! So what if he is scary ?!.....He is a monster......it's normal for me to be scared of him . Although I am scared of him , just the thought that I need to be embraced by a dragon like him.......I am scared , I can't . I hav

He knew that a slice to the jugular would mean immediate death. And if he were to grab this opportunity, then that would mean the village of Gashea wouldn't experience any more misfortune under the hands of some malevolent demon. Still, as he looked at the demon's eyes, Fyn felt like something was wrong. A powerful demon such as the one that was in front of him surely wouldn't look like they were ready to embrace death. Surely, even demons could feel fear. The demon's eyes looked welcoming, like it was waiting for Fyn to just kill him. He already felt as if the demon were human, and now, as he was looking at the being's eyes, it felt like the belief strengthened.

Astaroth laughed, his eyes on me, a reminder that he had no respect for boundaries, "Nope!" Astaroth's chuckle echoed through the room, freezing the blood in my veins as I watched the demon's unsettling gaze narrow on me. Unease prickled at the back of my mind, a warning that I couldn't ignore as Astaroth approached, leaving Charlotte's side to stand before me. His curious eyes bore into me and I couldn't help but growl low in my throat, a primal instinct urging me to defend myself and those I loved against the demon. But despite my best efforts, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that the worst was yet to come, which seemed to settle like a heavy cloak around my shoulders.

“Follow. You will not want an audience for this. Your kind typically does not.” My legs remained rooted to the spot, muscles frozen by the weight of fear. I couldn’t move. The demon paused, then turned with a slow, deliberate motion. His gaze locked with mine and I wanted to flinch back, certain he was seconds away from grabbing me by my hair or dragging me by my foot. His deep, slow inhale filled the space between us, followed by another. I watched his chest expand and contract, my eyes level with his nipples. For a moment, I pondered how fucking odd it was that a demon had nipples.

🎀CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-EIGHT🎀 She was now watching his face intently, completely mesmerized by how flawless he looked even while unconscious. It must be a demon gene... she thought to herself. Even though she knew folklore always depicted demons as ugly, monstrous creatures, she knew the truth was different. After all, Lucifer himself was a demon, and he was notoriously beautiful. And since Lucifer was the ultimate ancestor for all demons, it actually made total sense why Asher looked the way he did.

He grabs the creature by its neck, lifting it entirely off its feet. From the doorway of the grand hall, two other demons appear, instantly bowing on one knee before Helion. “Forgive our intrusion, Your majesty. We only wanted to see the being who could break your curse,” the say in unison. “You do not get to see her or touch a single strand of hair on her head,” Helion says, his voice is barely recognizable, laced with a terrifying, demonic venom. “If any of you tries anything stupid, I’ll show you exactly why the devil himself is afraid of me.”