Crazy Demon Novels & Stories

Their eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, and their movements were swift, almost too fast to track. The air crackled with energy as the newcomers launched their attack. The demon forces, though vast and well-prepared, were thrown into disarray as the eight demons tore through their ranks with ruthless efficiency. The palace, once a symbol of vampire power, was transformed into a battlefield of chaos and bloodshed.

Oscar’s scream echoed with the sizzling fire. “I’m a demon.”

he narrowed his eyes and added, “Demon.” “I’m not a demon,” I said, my eyes beginning to tear up. I’d cracked. He was a hallucination, this whole thing was a hallucination, and I was talking to it. I could feel it, just like it was real. Was this what happened? When you went crazy, did you know you were going crazy while not being able to do anything about it? He frowned. “Why are you crying? Demons aren’t supposed to cry. Are you a succubus? I’ve never encountered a succubus before.”

“That’s it. Moan for the camera, baby. Tell them how good it feels to get fucked by yourself.” Kai came first, shattering, screaming, ropes of thick cum painting the mirror in messy streaks while his hole clenched violently around the demon’s cock. The demon didn’t stop. He fucked Kai through the orgasm, pace turning punishing, hips snapping with inhuman force. “One more,” he growled. “Film this pretty breakdown for your fans.” Kai’s second orgasm hit like a freight train. His vision whited out. His voice cracked into a raw, broken moan as he spurted again, weaker this time, body shaking uncontrollably in the demon’s iron grip.

I just saw his black hairy hands and red glowing eyes. When I roamed my eyes around me, I saw nothing. I felt like I was brought to an another world. " hey! Show me your face?" I called the unknown entity from nowhere. I heard a hissing noise just in front of me until an image slowly appeared vividly in my naked eyes. A black demon, a huge black beast with a very long horns and his body was like the King Kong movie character. " I'm Sachajir and I'm going to eat you alive!" He said while he begun to opened wide his jaws where his four sharp fangs could be visible just around his mouth. Diana walked backwards while examining a short way for escaping but she saw no pathways or either holes.

His mad face suddenly went devilish with a smirk plastered on it. He is crazy.

V. The demon king, Lucifer Black is the most dangerous and brutal demon. He is the cruel and dark king of the devil's kingdom named Lucifer's hell. The demon of deception and savagery. He loved to kill, and had dark magic that could rip his enemies into pieces quickly of a second. Going against him meant death because he is the strongest demon in the realm. He was merciless and everyone feared him, even his family. His body, his features, and his voice had authority among the whole demons. And looked like he was made for the night of all of its sins... Years of war and battle made him cold, his enemies made him more ruthless.

I can do whatever I fucking want. Jackson ~”Like fucking going to the head of the Mancini family?” Kayley ~”Yes something like that.” Jackson ~”Are you completely fucking crazy?” Kayley ~”Yes I am completely fucking crazy.” Jackson ~”You don't do shit like that.” Kayley ~”I will do shit like that.” Jackson ~”Just fucking come here.” Kayley ~”No.” Jackson ~”Just come fucking here to me.” Kayley ~”What the fuck do you want?”

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.

Focus. The house of Krane was where one would come to if one was looking for a human slave or a messenger demon or for some secret information, to cast a spell or to break a spell, conjuring up a demon or anything else of the dark art. Elvis Krane was the demon to come to. Why a demon would be called or named "Elvis" was a question that he had asked himself several times before, but then he grew tired of it. He could not understand these creatures and he maybe did not want to bother himself much about it any more.