Demon Bats Novels & Stories

He directly used the Mind-manipulating skill and asked, "Tell me, did the zombie virus spread through bats?" A hint of confusion flashed across Dr. Ginns's eyes, and then he said obediently, "That's right. This type of virus can only live in bats and human beings." "Where are those bats? How many of them are there in total?" "There are a total of two special bats. They were groomed by me. I've put them in Black Dragon Cave of Savage Mountain and mixed them in with those ordinary bats."

You could all properly remembered that my brother alongside his wife was killed In the forest. Eventhough they are if the Lycan's blood or species,? Who among the other clans if the werewolves could actually stand us? I arched my eyes in askance staring from the least at the extreme of the line to the nearest in my presence. Waiting for an answer or perhaps an interruption. None of it was Coming which satisfied my inner glee. "The demon's clan!"I listened as my voice echoed around the hall, with the faces of my subordinates raising up in gust and shock.

It was Hundun. Among all the Demons, only Hundun, Callan and the Demon Lord are the only ones able to transform into majestically ancient beasts. The rest are just lowly ranked Demons, they were born that way…. The Demons are classified into three types, The ancient Demons from the beginning of time, the human-like Demons, and lastly, the overall Demons who could talk. [The ancient Demons are Callan, Hundun, and the Demon Lord…. They've been alive since the beginning of time. They have the ability to shift into huge ancient beasts with wings, transform into a human and most of the time, transform into a human but with their horns still intact and visible. While the humans-like Demons are the

My eyes broaden, as the footsteps had ceased. With the help of the moon, for a moment, I had forgotten what pain feels like when my entire body was overridden by shock for there in front of me, ---Is a demon. He was just like that green-haired demon, but he owned a pair of reddish-black bat-like wings. His pupils were like of the dragons’, black oval pupils yet owned a pair of red iris. An odd set of horns, he has, on top of his black long hair; the right one was cut off short, but the other one seemed to be in a good shape.

"Yes, you can say that. There's a term for those types of demons: incubus and succubus. If they can use magic then you're up against a tough foe. But if you have your mate then you won't be attracted like... a moth to light." "Ooh..." I nodded happily. "I hope I never run into one of those! But I have my mate already! Ebony is going to be my Luna." I said firmly making Dad laugh and me puff out my cheeks. "I hope you never do either, pup." Dad ruffled my hair and smiled. "If you ever have any other questions, never hesitate to ask." "Ok!" I said and stood up before blinking. "Oh! What do they look like? The bad magic demons!" How else could I know what to look for?

he hissed, voice shaking despite the warning. Asher didn’t flinch. He didn’t even blink. He took a single step forward. Then another. Slow. Intentional. Every movement made the men’s fear spike, their hearts hammering. Two of them panicked. They spun, sprinting toward the edge of the barricade, desperate to escape. From nowhere, black shapes erupted, Bats. But not ordinary bats. Their wings shimmered, edges ignited with fire. They descended on the fleeing men like living torches, claws and fangs ripping through the air.

“Do you want the blood of eight people, fresh and warm?” Ak-kvir considered my words for a moment. “Yes.” “Get me to them, and I’ll grant you their bodies and their blood.” “What about their souls?” “I can always summon another,” I hinted. The demon growled, clearly unhappy. “I will get you there, all r-r-right. Bodies and blood are mine?” “Yes. A necromancer’s word.” “Climb up.” I laughed at his inanity. “Should I take a whip? An oath, you beast!”

The bat creature was indeed gluttonous. Since that was the case, he could use the gluttonous nature of the creature to turn his defense into offense. Nightless Elder had said that the five Night Demons were very powerful and advised Wilbur not to hold back, so he had been testing the bat creature's capabilities. It was a master at using the flail, but to Wilbur, it was still too weak. Just as Wilbur was about to fight back, the roasted duck seller who hid in the house suddenly yelled, "My roasted ducks! Damn you, bat creature! I can't believe you ruined my stall!"

Ronan stated. We all looked at each other unmoving, our wolves screaming the danger and then all of our eyes went to the ceiling of the cave together. “Fuck!” Ronan, Dante, Finn, and Asher cursed under their breath while my eyes widened like owls at the sight of the ceiling arched high above, but the rock up there writhed—no, hung. Thousands. Thousands of bats. No. Not bats. “Vampires,” Ronan breathed, his voice barely audible.

Dimas deftly pulled Shella and me behind the root of the most enormous tree nearby. Then bent down and tried to stay still. Moments later, the beast horde literally flew past us. As the name implies, this Black Vampire Bat was completely black in color, from its feather, wings, eyes, to the nail. In this darkness, we could only see the vague figure and sounds of the fluttering wings.