Demi Human Novels & Stories

I am simply—by nature—ruthless, greedy, and unrepentantly horny. Save the tragic backstory tropes for someone else. I just want to have fun. But as the door handle to my room begins to click open, my attention completely shifts away from the eavesdropping. Because I am currently looking at the school doctor. The doctor is a Demi-human. She wears a pristine, pure-white nun's habit, but beneath the hood, where a human face should be, there is only a single, massive blue eye surrounded by a halo of soft, fluttering feathers.

They hugged for a little while before they left themselves, the tiny faires still perching on Elle shoulders. Elle then turned back to face the other four with a big smile on her face, "You probably don't know who this is right?" Mamock asked pointing at the strange face standing beside her and Elle just nodded with a pleasant smile on her face. "I'm Demi, a halfling" the strange man introduced himself while stretching out his hand for a handshake. Elle grabbed his hand with a smile on her face "I'm Elle, the life force" the man smile with a nod.

I stole my childhood friend’s doll. Then, he called to complain. I listened to him wail as the doll sat in my hand, its texture somehow akin to that of human skin. Under its skirt was something remarkably female. This left me confused. ‘Is this doll female or male?’ Then, more importantly… ‘Did it come with both organs? Or is this modified?’ He sounded hysterical over the line. Surprised by this, I accidentally squished the doll’s limbs a little.

I walked to the front of that room and stood beside the wolf king and looked out at a sea of faces that ranged from carefully welcoming to barely concealed hostile. Cael introduced me in a voice that filled every corner. "Luna Seraphina of the Duskborne Dynasty. Humanity's voice. The bridge between our peoples. The proof that a new age is possible." Wolves applauded. The human delegates, six of them, people I didn’t know, chosen by Duskborne invitation—several of them were crying. One older man pressed his fist to his heart and bowed his head and I’d to look slightly away because if I held that image too long I would feel something, and feeling things in this room was not something I could a

my mother hummed, caressing my head. “He’s human mom. I have a human mate. That has never happened to an Alpha before. Our mate is supposed to be strong” I sighed. “There are different kinds of strength, Anita. Don’t assume that just because he is human, he isn’t strong. The moon goddess never makes a mistake” she explained. “I know” I replied. “Good. Now tell me all about him” she laughed, pulling up a chair. We talked about Kelly until I began to feel sleepy and that’s when my mom left.

“That’s not Lord Basille.” “It’s not…who is it then?” Ruben asked cautiously surveying the huge creature. “His Commander, Boglan.” . The demon, Commander Boglan, was looking around at them amused, taking in the hooded and tranced warlocks around the protective circle he was being held in. He was huge, standing nine feet tall and massive. Bare chested with a large battle axe and long horns curling up from his head he looked like he had just stepped out of a fantasy video game.

Why suddenly everyone came to know her being a human, Or they already knew and she was the only one who kept in dark and in dilemma that she was keeping her secret—secret from everyone. “How do we know that you are human?” When Isaias asked, Amethysta froze. Negative thoughts clouded her mind, making it impossible for her to answer. “It’s not a surprise that you’re human, Princess… Among us—wolves, reckless creatures—you stood out. We could tell your pheromones are artificial. Considering your father’s occupation, it wasn’t hard for us to figure out that you’re human.” “You… you don’t hate the fact that I’m human…”

Things were changing in the span of hours. She stands there focused on me, and she reminds me of so many women---dolls. Her mocha skin and thick coffee hair are reminiscent of my mother's. Her big brown doe eyes are a mirror to Jade. I don’t think. I make myself go numb as I put my finger on the trigger again. I'm toying with it. She’s too familiar. “You know why it is so hard for you. You see me as a human." She whispers directly to me. I don't see her as human, but I see her plastic dollface staring back at me as an abstract model of living and dead women who have been in my life.

“His Holiness Valda. They both watched on as a frail elderly man stepped forward. He was smiling at both of them. “Please,come, sit.” He offered and the warmth he exuded was palpable. Marlon was still apprehensive about all of this. He recalled how to get out if anything went wrong. They seemed like kind holy men, but Marlon was all too familiar with wolves in sheeps clothing. “We are here about the Jewel of Humanity.” Marlon spoke loudly and gruff. Hoping that statement would prick and enliven their true nature. “I know nothing of it,” he said simply.

" Well I'm Aphrodite's half man demi whatever son and I have super natural powers which make woman fall at my feet and call me other things ... Like Greek god maybe ?" Iris burst out with laughter and sounded like a little kid who was laughing at something slapstick. " Ha ha I think the correct term you're looking for is demi god and I wouldn't put it past you." Javier's face returned to normal and he was at ease again. He winced at Iris held her hand, and kissed it.