Demon Chef Novels & Stories

Scarlett said . "I missed you too" I couldn't wait to see Demona and tell her my progress. ****** After reaching my room, I shut the door and cast a spell, this making my room soundproof and look almost invisible. I smiled and invoked her presence, I began twirling my hand and a dark smoke began rotating like a globe. "Demona" I invoked and my eyes turned dark. "Demona" I called and I pushed off the smoke from my hands and she appeared, she had dark skin and a strange face that she never showed, her head had three horns on it. She was my servant.

Tiny proudly stated. Chef is the best when it comes to cooking top-notch cuisine. He takes his profession seriously. But just like the rest of the members of El Latro, he too has a double life. The chef enjoyed torturing people and squeezing information out of them. He used different techniques to make our captives talk. He loves mutilating people and watching them bleed to death. That's the reason why he is also known as the "butcher." "Nice to finally meet you in person, boss." The chef removes his gloves and extends his hand for a handshake.

I clapped him on the shoulder. “All right. I’ve bandaged you and cleaned your wounds with herb brews, here are the ingredients. Drink the brews, change your bandages. I can’t stay here myself; I think it’s clear, why. So long, then.” And I darted off. Ak-kvir was already finishing the last templar. What a glutton... He had a human head, how could he eat so much? On the other hand, lower demons always had a ravenous appetite.

The weapons glowed with strange symbols. "What–" Maddie began but started to cough. Smoke had filled the room. The burning demon was still running around the diner. The other three demons were crouched, and growling like rabid dogs, their saucerlike eyes glowing with a manic light. One of them let out a loud howl like a wolf and pounced towards Cassie. She screamed and there was a sudden hot burst of light as the sword in her hand blazed up. Cassie leaped forward, sweeping her weapon at the demon, her skirt billowing behind her. In the light of the Celestial Blade, the demon’s appearance was unpleasantly visible: black, scaly skin, a gaping black hole for a mouth, bulging, orblike eyes, and

The lower level demons are now used to demonic activity hauntings or dirty work to toture the more dastardly humans, or as servants for the upper level demons. I found the head chef named Balaal sitting at a table in the back of the kitchen watching some weird sitcom on t.v. Balaal was short, standing just barely past my knees, he was rather portly and round with thick red, leathery skin and sharp black horns sitting right on top of his head. Balaal had never liked me, probably because I had spent so much time in the kitchen as a child, demanding that he stop whatever he had been doing to make me whatever snack I was craving at the time. I was sure things had changed since then however. I d

Chen smiled and nodded, clasping his arm with her and pulling her behind him to the row in front of the pot to wait for her turn and indeed they did not wait as they were directly number two. Damontry came forward smiling at Chen, who encouraged her, and as soon as her eyes fell on the pot, they widened and showed a disgusted features. " What is that !! ". A gigantic creature with one eye and one mouth, dressed in thick jute, looked at her sternly as he raised the ladle to put a little Damentary on a plate. "It's duck and wasabi stew, miss." Pass her a little to see there is an eye that closes and opens in her plate, she panics to throw the plate and runs screaming as she puts her hand to

The many colours of angry swirling magic thrashing against the jars that have them contained until they are needed. One of my servants comes in. She is a submissive demon, I have a few that work in my household. “Are you ready to get out mistress?” She asks with her head bowed at all times, her eyes flick to the hologram of Chemosh’s daughter before looking back to the floor.

Before I was about to leave, the only demon, the best demon of all, suddenly spoke. "Don't forget that Asher that I ordered you also to looked at the R you were talking about and Zachary because if he is indeed Chad. hmm... he's making the wrong move. Hahaha you're still really stupid Chad." He said while he was still laughing like a devil then I went out to Adonis' secret room. Which is he is none other than Daemon that f*cking scientists who control our life, my own life. F*ck it!

It was dangerous. Under the scorching sun, three formidable demonic beings stood ominously in front of the ancient pack house, emanating an aura of malevolence. Each demon possessed a unique appearance, reflecting their individual nature and power. The first demon stood tall and imposing with ebony skin and fiery crimson eyes. His long, jagged horns protruded from his forehead, and he carried a wickedly serrated sword crafted from blackened bones. The second demon was shrouded in a cloak of swirling shadows, making it difficult to discern her true form. Her skeletal fingers clutched a slender, obsidian staff topped with a glowing, pulsating orb of ethereal energy. The final demon had a hulki

Shamsiya stammered, and hurriedly withdrew plates from the cabinets, afraid the demon would turn vindictive if she was a minute late. Maybe...he didn't know what she did, and she was only scaring herself to death! The Demon Lord watched her fumble around, a gentle smile flashing in his eyes as they occasionally shifted between the camera and her. When she placed the plate of pasta before him, he pointed to the seat beside him in invitation. "Sit and eat with me."