Demon Asylum Novels & Stories

Evelyn probably knew what he meant, and he guessed that like Agarez, he smelled Irzey, his father, on her. "My name is Evelyn and I came here a while ago." Evelyn made a noise, a well-timed interruption, or she figured the demon in front of her would probably talk to himself and keep chanting. Evelyn had a sneaking suspicion, but she asked softly, "What about you?" "Don't even recognize me, you're really new here," said the red-haired demon, "I'm Asmodeus.Asmodeus, Asmodeus is a name you should have heard before, right?"

Without waiting for a response, I summoned my wings and flew to the Fire Palace, where Azazel was staying. The fire palace loomed ahead, a towering structure of obsidian and brimstone, glowing faintly with the embers of eternal flames that lined its walls. The heat was intense, even for a demon god like me. It was a testament to the raw, untamed power that resided within these walls. As I approached, the massive iron gates groaned open, allowing me entry. The guards, demons of flame and shadow, bowed their heads in reverence, their fiery eyes flickering as I passed.

Caelum’s pace quickened. The corridors on the top level were nearly silent now. Most demons had been driven out days ago; the few allowed to remain kept to the lower floors, scuttling like shadows that prayed not to be noticed. Even Hell’s creatures knew when to keep their heads down. The polished obsidian walls reflected dim, distorted fragments of him as he passed—a tall figure in black, ember-brown eyes lowered, expression carefully blank. Cael Asher. Loyal functionary. Convenient ghost.

He stood at the entrance, ready to embark on his daring quest. As he approached the gates, the shapeless demons sensed his presence and began to materialize, their forms shifting and contorting in the darkness. Their eyes glowed with an eerie light, and their mouths twisted into wicked grins. Azazel knew that defeating these demons would not be an easy task, but he was prepared to face any challenge to reach his love Azrael.

Asher warned dragging me along but I still look back and saw the demon staring at me I quickly look away for the fear of them seducing to stay here God help me!!!! We got to a castle and surprisingly everywhere was neat and calm There were no screams or moans just empty We walk towards a particular door and when we got in.... we were shocked to see naked women and men having sex At first, I felt irritated just staring at them.... but I suddenly felt the urge to join them... The urge kept getting stronger and I turned to Justin and saw him pulling his clothes I turned to others and saw them almost doing the same thing Only Carmella and Asher was fighting the urge

This place felt like it had a soul. “This is… nice,” I whispered. “No,” I corrected myself. “It’s beautiful.” “Do you like it?” Damon asked. “Yes,” I said without hesitation. His eyes locked on mine, steady and serious. “Then it’s yours.” I froze. “What?”

“I don’t feel well.” Alessandro grasped her shoulders. “Look at me. You’re here. This place isn’t.” She blinked. “I mean it,” he insisted. “Whatever they’re doing, it’s meant to break you before they even take your body. Fight it.” “I’m trying,” she whispered. But the voice laughed. And beneath that laughter, she heard more than just joy; she heard names. Names that didn’t belong to her but felt etched into her very being. A list. A procession. Souls marked by the spiral. Taken in silence and ceremony.

How the idea of belonging to them by turns, of being completely dominated, excites me more than it should. “I accept,” I say, my voice hoarse. “Only if you hold up your end. No cheating.” Demon smiles like he just won a war. John says nothing. Just nods, staring at the sea. That night, the world tilts toward the abyss again. Demon takes me away. Not to another house. To a cabin hidden among the dunes, with covered windows and thick wooden walls. Outside, it’s all wind and foam. Inside, it’s darkness and desire.

I went back to hugging myself, my breast always gets into the of my self hugs. "Why would they call me, I have nothing to do with Lola", someone whispered behind me, their breath is hot on my neck. I move a bit to prevent the mouth heat from touching me and they move aswell, so close their knees were pressing into the back of mine. I turn so fast I give myself a whiplash. "Chill, Ben-Harry". Daniel Jegede. His voice why didn't I recognise it at first. "Daniel, why are you there? You weren't called". Ms. Angeline's nasal voice rang.

"You know where's this place, right? How do we get there?" "I— I don't know!" Handsome shuddered, "it just feels like the place my dad accidentally mentioned once before. Between the heavens and the earth, there's the Myriad Demons Burial Ground, which is like an umbrella supporting the sky. It's the place where all the demons gather in the world, and it's the place where all the monsters go to worship, but my father never told me its exact location. " "Then contact your dad immediately and ask him where the Myriad Demons Burial Ground is," Caspian replied impatiently.