Demon Clothes Novels & Stories

Demon stopped tickling the little boy and looked to make sure there was no ooze on him. It was out of habit he did this, for he had not left a bit of ooze on anyone or thing since Evelynn and Gammy had done the spell on him. He looked at his hands and arms, which were black but had not oozing thick stuff falling off all around him. The ooze had solidified and now looked similar to skin only slightly thicker. Which was pretty cool because it seemed that nothing would stab through it. Demon decided he had his own suit of armor in a sense. He wore it all day, every day, and never had to remove it. Surely, a mate would be attracted to that, Demon thought.

Ruby retorted. "And you're killing mine with your short skirt." Aleister responded leaning against the battle-ax and directing her a flirtatious smile. As he had said the witch was wearing a black crop top which exposes her violet bra strap paired with a purple outdoor short skirt while the demon wore a black t-shirt, camouflage pants, and combat boots making him look quite military. "Just get back to work." she deadpanned. "Got it boss." the demon saluted before walking off to cut down another pitiful tree.

Argadon left at dawn, and his army with him. They were a gruesome sight. Well, they hadn’t been nice to look at from the get-go, but clutching pieces of bloody flesh in their claws and paws and fangs and teeth, all smeared in blood, some of them wearing human guts as bandoliers, they could creep out anyone. Ak-kvir stayed, baring his bloody teeth at me. “What are your orders, Master?” I made sure that no other demon other than him was nearby and broke the protective circle. I came out of the pentagram and dusted myself off.

The demons were brown in colour with hideous faces and nine inch tongues, which wriggled out of their mouths. There were corpses of men and women floating in the stream of blood around him. How he walked on the surface of blood, he couldn’t explain. The male corpses were in black knee-length suits and purple ties, while the female corpses were in black suits, purple camisoles and purple brooches. He observed something about the corpses – they were facing the sky, with a katana held in their hands, atop their abdomen. The perspiration increased all over his body, as he hoped to see a normal human being until…

He is kneeling beside my bed like a puppy, while Mammon and Leviathan stand on either side of me, ready to smack Belzeebub's head if he ever does something funny. Like his other brothers, Belzeebub looks very different in his demon form compared to when he is disguising himself like a human. Unlike Mammon and Leviathan, who are both dressed like they are Greek gods and have minimal clothing, Belzeebub looks more like a punk rock teen. His short cut red hair is already gathering enough attention for how bright and vibrant it was. He is wearing a tight fit black shirt with a black leather jacket over it, paired with some black jeans and boots. I know. He sounds like the typical bad boy heathro

Demi’s pov, I kicked the door open and barged into the mansion before me with a beautiful smirk spread across my face, because I could not be happier about the tragedy that was at hand and would befall those people. Everything was already going so smoothly, and it could not go any smoother. I was wearing one of my favorite clothes. A black leather trouser, a black but thick singlet, with a label written on the front, ‘Burn the evildoers’. And that was exactly what I was about to do. Though, forget about the burning part, I am going to deal with those evildoers.

“One time. I asked of you, who are you?” Deep yet calm, her entire attention falls on the person, no, someone that is not a human. The demon, that she wrote to be with a silver-colored long hair, and sapphire blue eyes that gleam like stone under the light of the sun. Physic that is built for a thousand wars he experiences and wins. Clothes that are made from the best fabric, silk, gold, silver, and gemstone that exceed even the luxurious robe of his Majesty the King. In awe as she should place her expression to be. A sly smile draws at the back of her consciousness and asks.

And there was also a lizardman, a humanoid creature with the features of a lizard, it had the head of a lizard too, and hard armor-like scales covering his body, he wore tribal shaman-like clothes and staff, and seemed to exude a decent magical presence. And lastly, there was… a beautiful demoness! The Succubus had pale-white skin, fair and smooth like porcelain. Alongside that, she had a beautiful face, sharp pink eyes that shined with some crimson-red eeriness, long purple hair reaching her hips, and two little black horns at each side of her head, alongside two small bat-like wings in her back and a long tail with a pointy end in the shape of a heart… her attire seemed made of tight latex

I was confident about it because it made me look younger, more positive, and more handsome. While I was busy admiring the t-shirt, Demon came in and met me admiring my t-shirt. "I'm sorry, I knocked but it seemed like you didn't hear so I came in. I also have something urgent to report, that's why I'm here." Demon said. Demon was looking surprised at the blue t-shirt I wore. He knew I never wore bright colors, the colors I wore were grey, black, and white. Then I let out a cough before I broke the silence.