Crazy Demon Novels & Stories

Kastriv growls, reaching out to grab my hand as a quiet reassurance that there is no chance has any interest in being set up with this stranger Atari has brought in. "My apologies," Atari grits out, before finally bothering to address me. "Aspen. You're a Demon." I straighten. I figure this was coming, since everyone with a hint of Angel-blood seems to be able to sniff it on me or something. "Oh...yes." Daisy flinches away a little, whereas all the Noble's stare. "That's such a shame, isn't it?" Atari look sad, tilting her head to the side, looking over me as if I'm wasted potential. Being around Kastriv made me forget how much most people hate Demon's.

Reynard roared with all his energy to summon the Kazi Demon and his minions. Each minion of the Kazi demon was known to possess incredible strength and could exert high pressure on the skulls of its victims, which usually caused the victim’s veins to engorge till they exploded. Reynard needed that kind of strength to face the wolfman who was hell-bent on defeating him. He smiled excitedly when about twenty slimy-green creatures suddenly materialized out of nowhere. The Lord Command didn’t think Ryan stood a chance against Kazi and his troop. The demon owed him. It was time to collect. A surprised Ryan stared at the creatures but never stopped what he was doing for even a second. The biggest

“You’re awfully trusting for someone in your position. Shouldn’t you, like, demand a DNA test first?” Devil smirks, amusement flashing in his eyes. “We probably will, but I knew our mother and she was a bitch.” Yeah, I figured. I glance behind him to see Chaos pacing back and forth like a caged animal, mumbling to himself. Huh. So crazy really does run in the family. “Calm down,” I say. He stops and glares at me with eyes that almost burn my skin, but I’m not intimidated. “Lose your shit after we know for sure.”

Instead, it was as simple as it could be, that is- MY DEMONIC FANGS ! They were sharply shaped dead cells around sensitive nerve endings and it was pretty safe to say that Zompano was going to be my meat at this hour of the day and I was going to make sure to relish each and every flesh and bone of his being. Rogue Demons might be disgusting to look at but Demon Meat was Demon Meat- juicy, luscious and stomach warming. “I can’t wait, Danielle,” Damon whined through the mindlink as I watched Zompano hysterically try to break free from our hold for some time. Pfft. Such a miserable loser. “What are you waiting for ?” he impatiently asked.

Instead, it was as simple as it could be, that is- MY DEMONIC FANGS ! They were sharply shaped dead cells around sensitive nerve endings and it was pretty safe to say that Zompano was going to be my meat at this hour of the day and I was going to make sure to relish each and every flesh and bone of his being. Rogue Demons might be disgusting to look at but Demon Meat was Demon Meat- juicy, luscious and stomach warming. “I can’t wait, Danielle,” Damon whined through the mindlink as I watched Zompano hysterically try to break free from our hold for some time. Pfft. Such a miserable loser. “What are you waiting for ?” he impatiently asked.

In the center sat a demon as tall as a black iron tower. The demon was over 1,000 miles tall, and its muscles and blood were like molten steel. It had four arms and bone spikes on its back, giving people a sharp feeling that even the sun and the moon could be pierced. At first glance, one would feel a sharp pain in his eyes and tremble all over. The purple flame was burning all over its body. When his Divine Sense swept across the purple demon flame, Caspian seemed to hear the silent chanting and praise when countless demons kowtowed.

How could a spirit be tortured? Rose groaned as she rolled over onto her back, smoke seeming to rise from her singed body. The demon just cackled as he watched them, the noise sounding like boulders grating against each other. His body was a deep red, almost as if it had been dipped in blood. His eyes were almost as dark as his body, with no whites to be seen, almost as if they flowed from his body straight to the pupils. He had pointy ears and two small horns in the middle of his slick scalp. His teeth were just as yellowed as Baltabek's, and his fingers and toes were scrawny claws that resembled small talons from a twisted bird. He wore no clothing, and just like Baltabek, seemed to have n

Hazel peeped into the room behind the demon and saw a beautiful demon with four spiked phallus fucking four centaurs and the entire of Hazel's insides melted. Her eyes went back to the demon and she could see smoke blowing out of his nose —there was no way she could refuse him again without getting toasted to hell. Against her will, her legs moved forward towards the opened door and into the party.

The sensation grew intense, primal, sexual. It pulled me in. I sprinted towards it, unsure what I’d find. And then I froze. Two demons stood before me, one with my face, the other with Cameron’s. They looked like twisted versions of us, having wild sex. The female’s face mirrored mine perfectly, and my hands shook as I glanced back at the mirror. Cameron lay unconscious, struggling against his fever. The demon with Cameron’s face played with his purple penis and began showing me vivid scenes of our future—a future I’d only dared to imagine.

She ran away and left her alone in the hands of this demon. She looked at Eric who had a devilish smile on his face, then stared down at her stomach. ‘Maybe you were meant to be a mafia after all.’