Demon Asylum Novels & Stories

he said, fangs visible from his mouth. "Who....who..." "I'm your guardian angel" he smirked again. Arianna eyes opened in realization. Guardian angel? more like guardian Demon! "I won't hurt you. You summoned me" he said, Arianna gasped, No....she had summoned an angelic creature not this......dark being. Her eyes swept across his features, his skin was an ashen gray and he was shirtless, a mark of a claw on his right chest, long flowing hair that had been tied loosely behind him. He was smirking evilly at her, she felt her legs weaken. She was about to say something when Meena walked in.

"I can't feel him. Not even when I touched Ayra." "Ayra is the woman you're housing, right?" I could hear the disdain in his voice, but at this point, I didn't give a fuck. "He's gone, Aiden. I can't fucking feel him. I felt the cord snap." "You're not making any sense, Nate. Who is gone?" "Acheron." I heard something crash in the background before he spoke. "Your demon is gone?" "Yes. I need you and Alan here. Without my demon, they'll kill Ayra."

The next day I woke up, I am now the fiance of the Demon Duke in the Kingdom of Franche-Comte, a kingdom that believes in religion, however, it has a Demon Lord living among its people, Duke of Dubois Castle, or known as Lemon. He holds my hand tight and trails kisses to my pulse, ever since I have known that this man is a Demon who saved my life with the contract of fulfilling his desire, he frequents my room almost every night. “It is not money, and not my title as the countess, also you said that it is not my soul, what is it that you desire Duke?” he paused and those jewel red eyes looked at me intently, he climbed onto my bed and even closed the distance between us. I could feel the war

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

He looked at me and said, ''Demon! Ban: Demon??..... Yes I am a demon indeed. And if you don't want the face of a demon to be the last thing you see before you die I suggest you cooperate and tell me where the passage to the basement is? ''Like hell we will let you pass that easy, Demon. Don't think we will give up without a fight.'' shouted the other Exorcists in the room. They were high ranking one but it seems like their boss is not here. He could be down there. I should hurry up too.

Understandable, given Ashwyck’s hazing included illusion torture, bloodline duels, and an ‘accidental’ summoning that nearly turned the south wing into a demon’s chew toy. But she looked like she was waiting for something. No. Not waiting. Inviting. “She’s not here by chance,” I said. Lucien rolled his eyes. “You’re being dramatic.” “Pot, meet kettle.” “She’s just another mystery,” Silas said, finally picking up his glass. “Ashwyck devours mysteries. She’ll be gone by winter solstice.” But he didn’t believe it. I could see it in the tension behind his eyes. She wasn’t leaving.

Idamus looked worried. “I currently have her contract holder, Scott McGowen within these walls and will be summoning her Demon Lord…I didn’t think it safe for her to be anywhere near here tonight.” “Oh, I see…that’s a shame for me…however I offer my services to you in this ritual.” Ruben drew back in surprise. “There is no need for you to do that, Idamus…your warlocks were more than enough last time.” “Never the less, I am here so you might as well use me…” .

Tina screamed and struggled, but the demon's strength was far superior to hers. "Tina!" Haneul blasted through the door of the mansion and the demon's grip loosened. Tina took it as a chance to knee it in the gut. She punched in the face, just as her training taught her. She turned towards Haneul in haste. But something was wrong. It wasn't Haneul who was standing by the door anymore. Instead, a tall lanky Black man with a menacing grin took his place. As he stepped nearer and nearer toward Tina, his fingers seemed to melt and transformed into sharp claws. "Hello, Christina. I am Asmodeus, Prince of Hell. Do you have coffee in this house? I'm craving for some."

I know I’m a demon but whoever God Ashley believes in, please, let him be okay. As soon as I parked my car, I jumped from the driver’s seat and ran towards the hospital, not stopping by to ask for the room number as I used my demonic senses to seek Ashley’s presence. Room 204. He’s in room 204. I actually contemplated between just fucking using my power to teleport and riding the elevator so I can see him quickly but logic won and I just took the elevator. I can’t risk it with this number of human around. Fuck—Ashley is here and I am wishing he’s okay.

All he did was to watch in fear of his life as the demon's fingers slowly pierced his living chest. He squinted his eyes tight in pain, gnashed his teeth and uttered no word. "Let me in!" Azazel yelled as his demonic figure came forth, the horns, the red skin and flares. "You know all I say is true!" So why choose to be by his side?" Asked the demon. The sound of beating drums was heard in the background as tension was being raised. Massaca squeezed the ball he held, leaving it with no air left. Azazel drove his finger deeper right in the middle of his chest. "Ahhhh!" Massaca finally yelled in pain, letting it all out.