Deer Demons Novels & Stories

Argadon hissed, but repeated everything I said, and the demonic part of me sensed that the number of demons next to the portals considerably decreased. The others left, only those who served Argadon remained. Did he expect I would let him release all of the dark rabble? And only when I felt a cold shiver, signifying a taken oath, did I allow the gates to open wider, and Argadon’s posse to pass through. What were they like? In a word, creepy. Chimeras with flaming crests, human-headed snakes, odd-looking creatures like octopi bodies with jaws attached to them... There were many of them, and even I found it difficult to look at them. The demon seemed to grow even larger, and the fire inside hi

As if! “So in a nutshell, you're a demon?” I asked with a smug look on my face. Cameron shook his head, “Dark gods can summon demons and evil spirits, to do whatever they want. So no, demons are beneath dark gods” Wow. I was shook. How come Crescent moon conquered the seven hells once when seven hells was clearly filled with dark gods that could easily summon all sorts of spirits with dark energy? No wonder Draco got Cameron eyes. His gene was just too strong as a dark god.

The place was terrifying, the whole cave was painted in red human blood. "Can you tell me more about an demon?" Ryan asked. "A demon is an evil spirit. There are good demons and there are demons who do evil. We are controlled by our revered master, the devil, his chambers is the largest of all and he resides in another mountain entirely. We use diabolic powers gotten from the devil. We are evil gods. We live where humans don't reside, we live far away in the woods, deserts, near the graves, some of us are ghosts, spirits of the dead, especially those who died by violence or those that were not properly buried. We choose to serve the devil forever. We are legion, for we are many. Over there..

"One stands guard at the entrance, while the other feasts upon the flesh of the unfortunate." Deacon absorbed the information, his mind racing with tactical calculations. "Demons possess an uncanny ability to multiply rapidly, my friend," he warned, his voice laced with caution. "However, I have devised a plan. I shall ascend to the roof of the house, unleashing my fiery breath to engulf it in flames, distracting one of the demons. Meanwhile, you will engage the other demon, aiming to sever its horn, even if capturing it proves elusive," he explained, his voice carrying a weight of strategic insight.

I answered. "Women?" She asked in a low tone. "Yes, so it's kind of embarrassing," I answered. "We are demons." She pointed out. "I know and that still doesn't change that I am a male, and you are a female," I answered. "Demons all bathe in the same river which is close to the forest, be it female or male, and they are allowed to make babies there because the water grants them fertility," Dinel said coldly when she grabbed a light blue robe.

Of course, demons have no worries; the return of the bloodsuckers wouldn’t affect them, but it might ruin the lives of my people. “What’s so funny?” I almost growl the question. Annoyance and irritation slowly cloud my judgement, and if this man weren’t the newfound father, I’d probably try to kick out his damn teeth. He’s testing my patience. “Lazarus, son,” he slaps his massive hand on my shoulder and shakes his head. “I never mentioned vampires, so you don’t have to freak out about them just yet. What I meant are the leeches we know in the underground, hell. The soul eaters, we call them leeches. They have a specific scent only demons can sense – it’s like sulphur or something close to it

Some demons live in hell while some stay on earth to spread sins and tempt humans. As deception is seen as a sin, only the demons are able to camouflage themselves among the humans, while the angels appear before humans in their truest form. As such, humans are able to tell who are the angels but not who the demons are. Only the more powerful angels who has the ability to perceive one's aura is able to identify the hiding demons. Humans have a murky mud and earthy colour to their aura. Demons have grey to black auras, depending on the level of their power. The extremities of humans' and demons' auras changes colour according to their emotions.

Nobody knows for sure what it might be yet, as it's difficult to have spies in this kingdom. Daemons are spirits that are created from emotions, for example, anger, rage, lust, love, sadness, and affection, among others. They aren't usually powerful, but they are divided into classes, like Werewolves, so although most are of lesser power, they are still quite numerous and those with greater power have their little kingdoms. "Some Daemons can be linked to Demons," Victor said. "So it could be some kind of portal to the cycles of Hell." I nodded.

Her ocean-blue eyes have depths of innocence in them, and it seemed as though an inevitable gravity was dragging me in to explore those vast sets of orbs. I was so distracted by how the doll's elegance had held me chained up that I did not even notice the entrance to the villa slamming completely shut until I realized it. I stumbled through it, but I was completely blown shocked when I started hearing a melodic line being hummed ominously from behind my back, causing my head to instinctively flip toward its direction. My mouth dropped open, and my eyes widened in sheer terror, and my body started to shrivel up in fear and panic, as my heart pummeled vociferously. I was screaming with tears i

“And what’s that?” “I want you to make me immortal.” His expression twisted with horror and disgust. “Are you insane? Demons aren’t immortal. And you want me to turn you into one?” Wait. Demons can die? “Okay, okay. But... how do you die?” “If we’re beheaded. Or injured beyond repair.” Duly noted: decapitation equals demon death. Then he started laughing. A loud, deep, devilish cackle that shook my bones. I closed my eyes, bracing for a fireball or something worse.