Costume Demon Novels & Stories

They were loose, revealing his muscles and revealing his chiselled belly and all his deltoids and his firm thighs, which was revealing his entire red body, and his biceps and arms he was occupying the humanoid shape of his long, shapely legs. The demon was wearing a white boot that went halfway up his thighs, and a long white loincloth that only covered a part of his ass down to below his thighs, between his legs, were fronts, which covered half of his thighs, which were firm, which was adorned with skulls around it, like a girdle, he looked six inches taller than Astro-Star. - Well - Trigon said towards the henchmen. – Get out. - He growled with bright eyes and with his arms crossed.

I woke the next morning in a foul mood. As I stood in my closet, looking at the hideous clothing Pagomaris stocked for me, the full-length mirror throwing back the image of a very pissed off demon girl, I made a decision. I dressed aggressively in spiked boots and a pair of skin-tight pants in some kind of black leather with studs all over them. The shirt was also tight, a heavy jacket with matching spikes and a few skulls with horns decorating the shoulders and cuffs finishing my attire while a collar jutted out an array of spines I had to be careful of so I didn't stab myself by accident.

“One time. I asked of you, who are you?” Deep yet calm, her entire attention falls on the person, no, someone that is not a human. The demon, that she wrote to be with a silver-colored long hair, and sapphire blue eyes that gleam like stone under the light of the sun. Physic that is built for a thousand wars he experiences and wins. Clothes that are made from the best fabric, silk, gold, silver, and gemstone that exceed even the luxurious robe of his Majesty the King. In awe as she should place her expression to be. A sly smile draws at the back of her consciousness and asks.

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.

I came out of the bedroom in my natural form with a traditional demon outfit on. It was a single piece of deep red cloth that went behind my neck and over my breasts tightly. The cloth crossed my stomach and led into a bottom that was low cut enough for my tail to come through. I tied a rose colored sarong over my hips, then rotated the knot behind me so it would let my tail be free to move. “What is that?” He asked.

Felen was not given the opportunity to enjoy the room decorations that looked artistic and stunning, even though they gave a dark impression because they took the gothic theme. Their gazes were piercing as if they wanted to carve many small holes in Felen's body. Especially the gaze of the golden-haired female demon who wore a black dress combined with blood-red with a matching mask. He couldn't help but realize the identity of the woman who was staring at him very closely.

Although they don't look like ordinary people with different hair colors, eyes, and species, except for Camila, I'm not afraid of them. I'm having a good time chatting with them, and I learned much about who they are. Saye, Arlo, and Jippis are demons. I thought demons were scary and ugly looking, red with horns, and had a snake-like tongue, always red and surrounded by fire to represent hell that wants to eat your soul. You always see them on Halloween posters or costumes; Saye, Arlo, and Jippis don't look like that. They don't look scary at all. I feel like they came out of a comic book, like a superhero.

She gathered her strength and threw a huge amount of light onto it. In the middle of The Muses Emporium, the Music Demon appeared from the middle of an ethereal portal and took to the round raised podium. He was surrounded by a pale blue aura that reflected his calm and composed disposition. Being able to take on many appearances, today he presented himself to the audience in the form of a young, appropriately attired, charismatic performer – well suited to be a member of a boyband. His outfit was adorned with moon dust and his shoulder length locks swayed wildly in all directions as he moved his head.

Lao noticed the hellspawn demon that was approaching them. The demon was wearing a thin black cloak that revealed her green shirt and black pants. Her colorless eyes scanned the group. "What are you doing here?" Lao asked.

The pain was crushing his bones, could be heard, his scales slowly scorching as his eyes looked at Alexander in terror, knowing his end had come. “Bael sent her where? Demon!!” Alexander growled, bolstering his inner force on the demon whose scales charred into ashes slowly, giving him the most agonizing pain. “I-I don’t know, my king. I was ordered to distract you, ”said the demon with great discomfort and remained as a demon until the last second before turning into ashes, gathering as a mound of soil. Until Alexander disappeared, and the shape of the demon’s body remained to kneel with unfortunate eyes.