Demon Asylum Novels & Stories

I’m deeper still. The smell is rancid as I descend the steps into a damp and cloyingly warm chamber sitting past that first picturesque mausoleum. A pentagram is burned into the earth here, and I mean it is actively alight and glowing, like cherry red coals in a fire. Stood inside is a thrashing mass of what looks like tar and shadow and crimson eyes – Even with Ashmedai in control, my body vomits at the sight of it, the feel of him-- “Daniel,” Christian softly calls. He’s stood trapped in the center of that pentagram, glowing with heavenly light. The demonic mass is nowhere to be seen, but I know that thing is still lurking here, right behind Christian's breathtaking, stolen image.

It wanted to fall into place. I forced my breath steady, the way my mother taught me, the way you steady your hands before stitching a wound. Then I spoke the only words that had ever worked. “ASH.” Black cinders rose off the floor, spiraling around the circle. The runes flared, resisting, but the ash didn’t care. It tightened, thickened, becoming a wall—around Dax’s ankles, around the etched lines, smothering the glow. For one heartbeat, the pull on him eased.

he asked as he licked his lips and leered at me. I shuddered in disgust. Despite what they thought of me, I had only laid with one man, and that was only because my parents had drugged me into doing it for money. I didn't even know who it was as my mind had been in a haze, but Asa's hair and eye color gave me some ideas. That's why I dared to venture into enemy only way Asa could live was if she entered Datumia, one of the lands that belonged to demons. Specifically, I had hoped to reach Eriateva.

Was he a god? “Hey, Dionysus, what are you doing here?” “Aw, Asmodeus, I just came here to get another piercing since I was already in the area to drop off the rum to your place.” “I’m almost to afraid to ask you where since I’m not seeing any new piercing that I can see.” “Come on, try to take a guess. I think Azazel is going to like not only the one in my tongue but also the one on my cock.” I can see in Asmodeus face that he wasn’t too happy about him saying that out loud with me here.

He scratched the back of his head, “I guess I haven’t introduced myself yet…. the name’s Azz. I am a local blacksmith and shop keeper at the capital.” “Capital?” “It’s the city that surrounds the demon lord’s palace. It’s a very busy place where demons all over come to either start a new life or even land a new job. There are lots of reasons demons go there, and don’t think that I can name them all.” Azz suddenly walked away, “That’s enough questions. If you want to warm up, you better find some dry wood. I’ll look for something to eat.” (time skip) Why is Azz taking so long? I gathered plenty of dry wood to make a huge pile in the center of the clearing.

“The atmosphere here is different, ‘’ he said, and I noticed his voice got deeper. I looked at him and he changed to his demon. There were two black horns by the side of his head. I can’t see him fully, but I know his skin is slightly red, and he is bigger. Then his body lit on fire a little, but it didn’t burn me, instead it warmed me up. The clouds cleared up and my mouth wide opened in shock as I looked at what was in front of me. Everywhere was red, the clouds were red and I could see the hills and they went way back. The air smells like death and the worst part is I can hear the cries of pain and agony that send a dark shiver down my spine. Suddenly, I don’t want to see hell anymore. As

I can only imagine where they are going. The moment that they are out of sight, my knees buckle. I am aware of the number of people staring at me, but for me, it did not matter. That is because the man who just left a while ago is a demon. The fifth demon prince of Hell—Asmodeous, the demon prince of lust.

Kastriv growls, reaching out to grab my hand as a quiet reassurance that there is no chance has any interest in being set up with this stranger Atari has brought in. "My apologies," Atari grits out, before finally bothering to address me. "Aspen. You're a Demon." I straighten. I figure this was coming, since everyone with a hint of Angel-blood seems to be able to sniff it on me or something. "Oh...yes." Daisy flinches away a little, whereas all the Noble's stare. "That's such a shame, isn't it?" Atari look sad, tilting her head to the side, looking over me as if I'm wasted potential. Being around Kastriv made me forget how much most people hate Demon's.

That made me pause. “Why?” Ash smiled faintly. Instead of answering, he lifted one hand. The air rippled slightly as a circular distortion formed in front of us, the familiar viewing portal unfolding like a window opening into another place. The labyrinth appeared within its surface. Dozens of demons were running. Not fighting. Running. They poured down the dark corridors in clusters, retreating quickly away from something deeper in the maze. I frowned. “Why are they running?” Ash folded his hands behind his back as he watched the image calmly.

I really appreciate Mom for doing this. I opened my laptop and search many types of demons. I am becoming more desperate each day on finding out the mystery behind Dark Hades. Is there a chance that among all the demons he was different? Now I understand why he only comes out when there’s an incident or accident is happening because he is a demon. He lives in trouble and sins but he was once an angel. Would it be possible for him to go back being an angel? This is making me crazy! All the information I found out are all on the bible that mom were saying about. When I feel okay and fine I went back to work. Mom was still here and I know she won’t be bored because she always visits her friend’