Crawling Demon Novels & Stories

He casted a spell on it that could make me look like someone else in the eyes of people for the time being. I doubted it at first, but now I can see that it’s really working. Back in time, whenever I walk in the city, the people in the streets will run away with such horrifying expressions. Of course, I was known as the Demoness who only do evil things to others, it was normal for them to be scared. And I love that. I love when people tremble in fear when they see me. Because if I am that terrifying for them, they will not have guts to take what’s mine. They will not have a chance to betray me… to hurt me. It’s such a shame that no one recognizes me now.

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?"

she asked very quietly. “Too far away to hear them properly,” Caiden said tersely. “I don’t think I’ve seen that demon before. He’s a high-ranking demon judging by the horns.” “Does he look scary?” Clara asked. The demon’s appearance technically didn’t matter as she wouldn’t be able to see him, but she wanted to know what they were up against. “You would most likely find him scary,” Caiden confirmed. “Ah.” Clara looked blankly out the window. Something must have happened for him to react.

She said with a serious voice. "Whipped? People are whipped here?" I asked with wide, disbelieving eyes. She nodded. "Darling, these are demons. They are not good creatures. They are revengeful, possessive and strong beings. Do not get on their bad side. They commit horrible, horrible things. The King had a prisoner from the human realm the other day. His eyes were taken first." She explained.

There's a wide room with a matching window that has the scene of the ocean beyond a small meadow and a small group of trees to the right. There are two chairs and one round high coffee table between. Two people sit, one you know, one you don't. At least not from this story. "So," says Cayce, "I'll introduce myself first. But since this is the end of my book then you probably know about me enough. Cayce Vance, eighteen. Married around now, ready for some action, and half-demon and half-angel hybrid."

As if in slow motion, the rock flew steadily and if Fyn had been lucky, it would have hit the demon's face. Except, the demon’s hand shot out so quick that Fyn thought he was just imagining it. The demon had grabbed the rock mid-air, stopping it before it could hit its face. Narrowing its eyes, the demon clenched his fingers around the rock and Fyn gulped as it crumbled inside the demon's palms as if it was something brittle like an old leaf. The demon made a sound almost instantly, a deep grumble erupted from its throat, and Fyn swore the entire cave shook from the sound. In one swift motion, the demon whipped the crumbs left on its palm away, "I should have left you, insufferable mortal, t

“Come here human! Let me eat you now!” Belzer the demon crawl on the ground with his gigantic snake body. I don’t know what to do anymore. I just keep on hiding and running away against the demon. It’s too late when I finally realized that I should’ve obey Lucifer. Now I know why this forest was forbidden. “Lucifer! Help me!” My feet desperately created a friction onto the thorny grassy field where I got lot of scars onto my naked feet.

“Come ou-“ before I could finish what was going to say his hands grip my hair and tilts my head so we’re face to face. Fuck. I reach my hands up as I simultaneously released a burst of power outwards. Demon powers are only at full strength in the underworld but up here it’s barely even a whisper. But the force that slammed into me and cancelled out my powers told me this Demon was on another level. He was one of the higher station hunters. “Now try not to struggle and let’s just go.” His voice was deep and low like if he was bored and I was an announce. I stay silent, shaking with rage.

They hide, happy to have no smell or real bodies, because the places where they could hide were very relative. They see the demons putting the little creatures in cubicles and putting a hose in the muzzle of one, securing it with a strap. The cubicle immediately moves upwards, and they follow the movement with their eyes. Thousands. There were simply thousands of cubicles there. Each one with a hose, which represented thousands of new demons. Lucifron looks at Gary with questions in his eyes, and Gary shrugs. - I'm hungry. – the four-armed demon says. – How many more do we have to harvest today?

Zeus asked quietly not to disturb his mate, who had fallen asleep with her head on the countertop. Cronos muttered in response, "I think it has something to do with what he already is." Resting his elbows on the counter and steepling his fingers, he continued, "Demon is a true-born demon of the underworld. He was not sent there for punishment; he was born of the darkness that belongs to one of the most horrifying of places. The place of his birth does not want to let him go. Demon is not strong enough to fight it." "Can't anyone do something to help him? Leo will be devastated if the Demon does not survive." Evelynn sniffled as Cronos wiped the tears from her cheeks. "We all will," she added