Demi Human Novels & Stories

A cascade of questions flood me. “Alpha, we all understand that it’s not easy for you to find your mate, and we’re all happy to hear it, but she’s a human being. Human beings are shrewd, capricious, and deceitful. We don’t intermingle with them. That’s the rule.” “Alpha, she’s just an ordinary human girl. She doesn’t deserve to be your mate. And we can’t accept a common human girl to be the mate of our alpha.”

“What man was this, Greta? What did he look like?” Cheyenne couldn’t believe what she was hearing. A man showing up at her work asking for her. Cheyenne’s heart dropped, thinking about the god awful man who used to make her suffer for days on end. Had he finally found her? Had he come to take her back and torture her for running a few years ago. “A dark caramel skinned man, with long brown hair. Hazel eyes. He looked like he’s from Native American descent. Quite handsome, that man.”

It spoke in a hesitant way. It's body changed into a bat-like creature with a large pair of wings and pointed ears. "So how's your day?" Galatrina asked while evading the attacks from the demon. The demon released an ultrasonic sound in response. "No good ha." Galatrina spoke. The demon launched a physical attack towards her. She stopped and smiled at the approaching attack. The whole roof shattered along with the house where Galatrina was. The demon felt a grin and reverted back to its human form.

Kohn says, and I nod to encourage him. "Okay, here goes...Thousands of years ago, when the Gods were young and stupid, two sisters fell in love with two demi-gods. The sisters were named Anniki and Selene. The Night Goddess and the Moon Goddess. The demi-god's names were Lupin and Agana. The bastard sons of Erebus, God of Darkness. Anyways, the sisters fell in love and felt sorry for the bastard sons. The sons, however, didn't truly love the sisters. They were, in fact, faking their love. You see, they were using the sisters and their kind, naive natures. They wanted to live in Olympus with all the other gods, and they felt the sisters were going to be their ticket," Kohn explains before tak

“She's a true hybrid. She's a demon, angel, and human, but only a tiny smidge is human. You, Ana, are what we call a halfling. You're half-human and half-demon. A halfling is a hybrid of sorts but nothing like Misha. Ana looks at me firmly, “I will make her comfortable. You go dry yourself off because we need to talk.”

Demi-Saint! The realization dawned on Earl Greenfield that demi-saints were individuals at the pinnacle of power. Except for the Saints, no one could rival their might. These were formidable beings capable of decimating cities and causing widespread chaos. Compared to them, a mere Earl like himself seemed insignificant, akin to ants in their eyes. Despite his usual calm and composed demeanor, Earl Greenfield couldn't help but feel a sense of relief knowing that a demi-saint was on his side. The reassurance of having such a powerful ally alleviated some of his apprehensions.

Half-demons, well. Let's start with my looks. My true and original appearance is far from pretty-at least by human standards, as personally, I like it. My skin is ashen-grey in color, tough, and with a light scale pattern. I'm no reptile; I'm quite human-like. But my skin can withstand even a random blow with a knife. My father was scaly, too. I'm slender, tall for a human-almost six feet. I have a high forehead, a long crooked nose, thin lips, and sunken cheeks. Coupled with high cheekbones, it makes quite an impression. Martha says my face is beautiful, predatory, and strong. If a falcon became a human, he would look like me. I believe her.

The room was full of noise and laughter amongst the few groups of friends. Demi and her minions sat at the table next to the footballers. Demi was your typical mean girl. She was beautiful and stylish, with long wavy blonde hair that bounced down her back and flawless bright skin. She was the kind of girl that all the guys wanted, and all the girls wanted to be. She would prance down the hall with her short skirts and high heels, as everyone else stepped out of her way. You would never catch me in clothes so short and tight, no one would want to see that anyway.

Looking over my shoulders, I could tell my friends struggled to bow before him. Demir is half human and half demon. He should only gain this much power if the person behind his demonic essence is. "It seems your servant relayed the message for me," I stood my ground and did not show any weakness against him. After all, Demir looked more demonic than human. Grey color skin, long white hair hung over his chest, red iris over his black sclera, you can see through the hood. He wore a long robe that reached the back of his legs but had an open chest area to show off his abs and dark markings that swirled around his body.

The story here shifts, as he remembered, from that of moral lesson, to historical prophecy, but underlying the history there is a subtle command of respect for Aberdinian leaders. He was brought out from his thoughts when the water begin to stir. Something with a serpentine movement snaked in it and when he bent to take a closer look, it jumped on him. They were squids with human faces and chared teeth as big as a man’s fingers. The disgusting creatures fed on human eyes. When he threw it back into the water, Slaemann came towards him. ‘You are afraid’ Emre with a face wreathed in anxiety regarded back his gaze, sullen and silent, smitten with the stir.