Demon Asylum Novels & Stories

A sob left my lips, relief filled my heart when his eyes fluttered open but my relief dissipated seeing his eyes. He yanked my hand away from his face and got up. "Maddox!" I try to get up. "He is gone" My ears hurt at the noise as the demon's voice registered in my head.I watched helplessly as he left the room. "Maddox stop!" I cried out but it was of no use.I clutched onto my stomach, I wish I could heal myself but that's not possible. Lucas Pov - Thomas and I separated into two teams with warriors, him searching the first floor whilst I searched the basement.None would have guessed there's a whole different shit going in such an abandoned place.

It was also the same forest where I found the book. “Anona.” a woman stepped out of the cottage door. She looked old and had a cloth wrapped on her head, “Why are you sitting here? It will be dark soon and the rest of the coven will be coming for a seance.” The women named Anona sighed, “A demon saved me, Mother.His name was Asphalt.” The old woman’s eyes widened, “How many times have I told you not to take there name? They might appear in front of us.”

Where was he exactly? "You are in my room, little dragon," Theo replied, seemingly able to read Ashton’s thoughts at the sight of his multiple blinks, answering his silent question. "Huh?" Ashton exclaimed, his eyes widening. Without a moment's thought, he summoned what little strength he had in him and pushed Theo off him. What in the world was this? What was he doing in the Demon's den? Was he losing his sanity? And how had he ended up there in the first place? Theo, on the other hand, had not expected Ashton to shove him away so forcefully. He lost his balance and crashed to the floor with a thud, his eyes widening in disbelief.

But nothing. I wrapped my claws around his neck in a headlock. In one swift move, I snapped his neck and beheaded him. The next few attempts I made still gave me nothing about Zayden's location. I had already linked with Wren when the hair on my skin stood and Azalea snarled at the unmistakable aura of a first-order demon coming from the top floor. ‘He’s here!’ Azalea hissed, vibrating with an uncontrollable rage. ‘Asher! What's happening? Can you hear me?’ Wren's cold voice finally infringed in my mind as I opened another portal to the top floor.

Geneva said worriedly to her friend. "What do you call him by the way?" "I gave him a name. Dyrus Aleister Aspartheon. I think he's a demon way back from the Great War that got blasted down to the 13 Circles or something. He said that he got drenched in the waters of Styx forgetting everything about his past so I told him to go back to Pandora's Chasm where he might remember something from his past but he returned this morning and declared that he's staying with me. So now I don't have a way to break my curse and a useless demon that's going to get me killed if the ministry finds out about him." Ruby puffed her cheek in frustration, looking completely like a child throwing a tantrum.

Mia stood close to him, holding the little dagger the sorcerer had given her. With a deep breath, Mia took the lead, stepping cautiously into the room. The low lighting and flickering candles cast eerie shadows on the cold stone walls. The atmosphere was suffused with an otherworldly energy, prickling at their skin as they ventured deeper. Heartman followed closely behind Mia, his heart pounding in his chest. He had never thought about this before jumping into it, but now it was too late because Mia's mind was made up. As they neared the center of the room, Mia and Heartman discovered the main altar, a grotesque structure adorned with esoteric symbols and surrounded by charred remains. This

His grip was firm, cold, and I felt a sinking sensation in the pit of my stomach as he led me out of the room and down the long, winding halls of the mansion. As we walked, my mind raced. The halls were dimly lit, the shadows stretching across the floor like dark tendrils, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was walking deeper into a trap—one I might never escape from. When we reached the grand dining hall, the doors were already open, revealing a room filled with people. Alphas, I realized. Powerful wolves from all over, their gazes sharp and calculating as they turned to look at me. Santos leaned in close, his breath hot against my ear. “Smile Melody. It makes things easier and remembe

I just needed a fix to calm me down, to push the shadows that screamed and shrieked at me to let them out so that they might feed. Tears fell from my eyes, and I kept shaking my head hoping the voices would disperse if I did. I sniffed and slowly raised my eyes up to Tade's television. I could see my eyes, an unnatural eerie purple, and my hands, consumed with unharmful purple and blue flames. I didn't know what to do to hold them back. Even worse I could see my shadows reeling out of my body at their own will and there was little I could do to stop them. "Fuck you!" I yelled at the demon staring back at me from the television, and grabbed the TV remote by my side and threw the thing at my t

Remembering his conversation with Zoe, which stopped immediately when Zoe said the name of the night club that was very familiar to Delldora's ears. He had only visited the night club once. The night club that is not very well known among humans. But very popular among "non-humans". Yes, Anathema, a place where people like Delldora gather. And Delldora had heard bad rumors that the place was often a place of human trafficking for non-humans. “Damn it! Is this the doing of that damn witch? " Delldora muttered irritably. If he had previously been groping about the possibility of a pure magician among Hana's housemates, this time his suspicions were immediately fixed on one person. Delldora sus

Barry left her alone to go to the kitchen. Her curiosity is one of the things that she hates about herself. When there's something bothering her, she will do everything she can to know more about it. She loves learning new things, and uncovering secrets. And now that she knows more about her lineage, she wants to understand everything. "Book of Demonology?" She found a book hidden behind a pile of old journals. From the look of it, someone hid the book intentionally. It was thick and old, and dusty. As she flipped through the pages, she saw something that caught her attention.