Cool Demonic Drawings Novels & Stories

She continued reading: "While searching the Hoffman house, the officers found some drawings in Sandy Hoffman's room, drawings that some time later Adrien confirmed were real and that the man his brother was drawing as well." Below showed the pictures of the drawings Sandy had, Camilla froze and froze as she looked at them. Her breath hitched and her skin bristled, those drawings were the same ones Bea was doing. There was a tall man there, with no face and instead of hands tentacles. There were others that said "No. No. No. No" repeatedly, and another one with the phrase "Don't look out the window. There were more, which were like "He's there" "He's watching you" "He's getting closer" and so

"Mr Koontz has arranged for the VIP room to be at your disposal. VIP, Linaker smiled. Exactly as it should be. The walls were upholstered in soft black velvet and lit with an intimate red glow. Linaker's attention was caught by the paintings on the wall. They looked like the usual erotic depictions of kinky sex acts, but when Linaker looked more closely he realised the girls weren't human. They possessed horns, tails, wings and even cloven hooves. "Unusual paintings," Linaker commented. He couldn't work out whether the demons' attentions were causing their victims pain or pleasure.

‎The lights in Kane’s private office were dim, casting long shadows against the dark wood and concrete walls. The scent of dried blood lingered faintly on his skin—a remnant of vengeance delivered. His shirt was discarded on the floor beside his desk, forgotten. ‎Kane sat at the edge of the leather couch, hunched forward with his elbows on his knees, his head buried in his palms. His fingers dug into his scalp as if pain could replace the torment of waiting. ‎His bare torso rose and fell with shallow, tired breaths. The tattoos inked across his chest and ribs pulsed subtly with movement—sprawling black vines and ancient demonic glyphs twisting over the firm muscle, like marks of power and cu

It then became solid as it blotted out the lights that were strung up in the trees. And then we saw them. I’d seen drawings of demons, saw Storm’s memories. But fucking hell. Nothing could’ve prepared me for seeing them face to face. The spines of some were so twisted that it looked like it was a slinky. Demons apparently didn’t have chiropractors where they came from. There were others that moved on all fours. Their bones jutted out in unnatural angles with teeth that were at least four inches long.

Not even a single try. “What does it say?” I asked, brows furrowing as I rubbed both of my palms to create warmth. The cold had been much cruel today ever since we arrived at the healer’s cabin. I encouraged myself to look at the drawings instead; the art style is pretty much gothic, if not ancient. It wasn’t inked. Hues of black and white were embedded on the golden brown pages of the material. I saw the graphics of a human and a werewolf. They were doing something strange… some sort of a ritual. Elliot did not flip the pages further so I ended up guessing that that was it.

" I took out the book at one and it levitated itself and its pages flipped at such speed to an unknown page. The next act raised tension, my palm getting colder and sweaty. The pages slowly began to fill its empty sheets, drawings and writings, a few in English and the rest in sigils and signs. The first drawing I saw, was a three headed beast, it looked like a hound, or a dog. Drawn as a black and white art, shades of the body noticeably seen, bringing out details, the saliva dripping from its flappy mouth. I looked underneath the drawing and I saw a tag. "Cerberus, Hireling Of Hades." "Did that book just flip?" Asked Maria. Concern drawn over her face as she slowly walked closer and peeped

And he died finding the answers. I pulled a piece of chalk out of my pocket and knelt down on the ground. I drew a huge circle on the ground first. Then drew a big five pointed star inside the circle. In the middle of the star, I wrote the name of the king of hell, Lucifer. Outside the circle, I wrote the names of five demons of hell. The real demons. Not the fake ones that had surrounded us in the house. The fake demons were looking at me in awe as I was doing my job. If they knew what I was doing, they would have decapitated my head right when I wrote the name of Lucifer. But they were fake demons. So they did not know what I was up to.

Chloe walked back to the nursery to fetch the boy. "Liam, dinner's ready. Did you finish your draw—" Her voice died in her throat. Chloe’s hands balled into trembling fists as she stared at the canvas. It wasn't a happy family portrait. It was a depiction of hell. In the center of the paper, Liam had drawn three figures, but they weren't people. Two of them were towering "monsters," and the third was a small, broken boy cowering in a dark corner. The first monster was a man with eyes the size of saucers, wearing a tattered T-shirt. In one hand, he brandished a heavy belt; in the other, a glowing cigarette butt that he was pressing toward the crying boy on the ground.

At this moment, the demon eye in the drawing suddenly moved its pupil towards her. Edward's first drawing after making a deal with the devil was the demon eye he met in his dream. It was the scary realistic paintings. The blood veins in the eye were also carefully sketched. Its sudden movement frightened Mrs. Dieter. The lights in the room flashed one after another and the whole space fell into a terrifying darkness.

Their eyes were fully dark blue, with no pupils, and their faces were extremely beautiful. - Wow, you have a talent for drawing. They look very realistic.- Esther said, looking at the man. - Thank you.- Laurens replied, and he seemed to be a little embarrassed.- But back to the case, after all it's been mentioned that you have little time, detective.- he continued, and his face had that bored expression again.- There were five of them, four men and one woman, but two of them appeared to be leaders. These are the two that I drew on the front, a male and a female angel.- he pointed at the drawing.- And you could see that this woman was probably the highest rank and this man is right behind her