Deer Demons Novels & Stories

Leon asked Vetis who had been staring at them. “You might not known about it. After all when we were younger you hated fairy tales the most, but there are beings we call as the opposite moon,” Vetis leaned back to his chair, sighing, “They are a demon, like us. But they are also the opposite at the same time. They are called the children of the other moon, demons who wish for other demons to be destroyed to ashes.” “Children of the opposite moon?” Leon cocked his head, “Was that a part of our fairy tales?”

Wonder if I have any powers? *Ember* I run my hand over the books in my workroom searching for a specific one. "Ah ha." I grab a book with a dark crimson cover and gold lettering from the shelf. "Demons and Hell" is written across the cover. I grab some paper, my feather and my ink before I sit down on a chair. I open the book and start reading. "There are three classes of demons known to humankind. The classes are as follows: the lowest level are the Vermin Class followed by the Common Class and lastly are the Royalty Class.

I said deliberately, "It isn't your fault. Allison's death isn't your fault, your father's death isn't your fault. Stop blaming yourself for everything that goes wrong, sometimes we just have to accept things no matter how ugly they are." The agony I saw in his eyes made my heart break but I didn't stop speaking, "That's just how life is; one minute you have everything you could possibly want and the next you're being dragged down into this never ending pit of darkness. But you see, the dark isn't all that bad, once you accept it, once you stop panicking, you realize that the darkness is actually a part of you and you can't really fear something that is a part of you. You know, I've always s

Although they don't look like ordinary people with different hair colors, eyes, and species, except for Camila, I'm not afraid of them. I'm having a good time chatting with them, and I learned much about who they are. Saye, Arlo, and Jippis are demons. I thought demons were scary and ugly looking, red with horns, and had a snake-like tongue, always red and surrounded by fire to represent hell that wants to eat your soul. You always see them on Halloween posters or costumes; Saye, Arlo, and Jippis don't look like that. They don't look scary at all. I feel like they came out of a comic book, like a superhero.

"From what we saw during the last battle… the next one will be worse. Horrifying, even. The demons Roosevelt commands… they devour souls." A collective gasp spread through the room. The betas who hadn't joined the battle looked like their blood had frozen. "D-devour souls?" one of them stuttered. "Like… our souls? My soul?" Even Erin's expression darkened. "Yes," King Johnson said grimly. "Your soul. These demons feed on them. And they targeted Werewolves the most." A council member whispered under his breath, "This is madness…"

Helia's voice was tight, wobbly drawing again her broom with her both hands– this time to smack the creature that had been making pesky vermin. “Vermin they are not– pesky humans are!” cried the demon, its voice raspy and wheezy– the goat-head demon's onyx gimlet eyes gleamed. The demon stood on its ebony hooves, legs squatting sideways and outwards, clutching a crow between its hands– a nefarious and a dark red-tinged unshorn demon, the dawning hallow daylight had borne its evilness even more. “Crows and snakes are vermin!” cried the witch to the vile demon stooping two feet taller than her. The demon freed the crow from its grasp and it flew past over Helia's head and joined the flock flyi

So make sure that you don't appear before him or else you will face dire consequences, Luna Doreen informs her. I nod timidly as Luna Doreen excuses herself to attend other important issues pertaining to the upcoming event. I skip home happily after hearing that I'm not supposed to attend the festival. I thank the moon goddess for answering my prayers. As she knows in my heart that i really don't want to meet the Demon. Rumors have it that he's very ruthless and wicked but also very handsome. But all the same ,i don't want to meet him and I'm grateful my prayers have been answered.

“Demons don’t do banquets…” “They don’t?” Luisette was surprised. “No, demons are ruthless and solitary, all strive constantly to outdo each other and gain more power and status over the rest…there are constant battles, challenges and feuds. A banquet would just end in a massive brawl with at least half of them dead…”

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

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?"