Dabbling In The Demonic Novels & Stories

Mom cried and began to sob. I hugged Mom. “Please, don’t cry. I am sure that Mr. Demetri knows what to do.” “These demons are stubborn. He must have brought friends,” began Desmond. “I need to go inside and lock the door. Don’t come after me.” “No! Don’t go inside.” I grabbed Desmond’s arm. “If there are more of them and only one of you, wouldn’t they overpower you?” “I need to go. They are here for war, and I must defend us. Blood is what they crave. I can sense death spells in the air,” said Desmond.

What is Pete actually planning to do to me at that ceremony? I move to the small bookshelf in my room, searching for anything about demons or dark magic. Most of the books are romance novels and etiquette guides, useless for my purposes. But tucked at the back, I find a thin volume on supernatural creatures. I flip through pages frantically until I find a short section on demons. The text is brief, clearly sanitized for general reading, but it gives me fragments of information. "Demons are entities from the Lower Realms, capable of manifesting in the physical world only through complex rituals. They require anchors to maintain corporeal form and powerful vessels to contain their essence."

Demons corrupt humans by tapping into their minds, finding their deepest desires and translate it into sinful acts. Tears continued to flow on the human’s face. Damien grinned, Chris’ miserable state proves him how worth his five years of wait. Chris watched how the demon’s appearance changed before his eyes. The black fog that always surrounds the demon is as if being absorbed back to its body. Chris is too pre-occupied to be even amazed but he must admit to himself that he is curious with what is happening. It continued until the black fog finally reveals a man with strong features. Chris first noticed the demon’s eyes which are very dark, much like the fog that previously surrounds him.

Suddenly, from the very center of the pentacle, a swirling mass of black smoke began to materialize, coalescing into a towering, amorphous form. This entity, devoid of any discernible features, exuded an aura of pure malevolence. Belle's heart raced as she took in the sight before her—this was her first encounter with a demon, a being she had scarcely believed could exist. Paralyzed with fear, she watched as the smoky figure loomed closer, its presence suffocating and terrifying.

It felt good to speak this out loud, to let the half-vague ideas form into words and get it out of her mind. Ariella hadn't exactly entertained the notion that Seneca was anything more than a grieving widowed Luna, but maybe there was something more behind her cold exterior. "It says here that demons can take on human form and even reproduce. Don't ask me how. But Francis also believed that there was some kind of ritual for turning a half-breed demon into a full demon. Sounds freaky," Gabby screwed up her face and pushed the book back to Ariella. "Sounds absolutely horrible," Luci commented from over Ariella's shoulder, and Ariella shivered in agreement.

“Thanatos wolf Salem said he won’t let me go. I’m sorry, Dad. But you’ll have to give him one of my other sisters’ hands in marriage.” “You're right; another sister shouldn’t be a big deal. He only wanted you if you had your demon wolf. Hopefully, he’s okay to marry your other sister that doesn’t have one.” “Why on earth would Uncle Darwin want to marry a demon wolf?” “He said his first mate was a demon wolf, and she was killed. Demon wolves are rare to find in girls. Usually, only males have them. You were so young, and it was so long ago I honestly forgot about it.”

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

That the Demonics' greatest gift or maybe favorite hobby, was to turn people insane. One touch… one swipe of a hand, and they made sanity disperse. Turning thoughts into nightmares and delusions. Daymares and horrors. Their deepest fears surround them until the only way out is for someone to take their own life. Haunting them and turning their reality into hell on earth. A twisted game that they would sit back and savor as their victim twisted themselves into oblivion and misery. It makes me shudder to think he has that ability too, and it sounds like he's used it before.

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.

She wanted to go, but something told her that it was a trick and that Abey wasn’t there. Abey looked over at her best friend, she could see Gabriela battling her thoughts, “Look I know you didn’t want to be involved in this, and I'm not sure why you are. Dremis I think is using you to get to me.” “Great, so how do we kill him then?” she said looking at Abey. “We don’t know anything more than healing, how the heck are we going to kill a demon.”