Novel & Cerita Demon Clowns

“I won’t suck you dry after I fuck you.” Oh, boy. What crass words. “Then what the hell are you?” I intended to clarify it quickly. Better now than any other day, right? “Hm, you said so yourself. I came from Hell, An..dre..ahh.” He released his right hand from my waist and then stroked his thumb along my parted lips. He licked his own to wet it, no doubt desperate and eager to claim my mouth. And I happen to like seeing it. “I am a demon," he said, his voice without humor, telling me he was just joking. My world immediately shrunk.

You'll be the one taking your pants off lol. Now why are they called demons? They are THE BEST PLAYERS you can ever see. With their smooth talking and killer smile. They can charm any lady they want without breaking a sweat. They break hearts left and right like it's nothing. In as much as girls have come to despise them for their philandering ways, they still can't help but fall for Yoruba demons. "One look and a daughter of Zion have off pant" -Bimbo Ademoye. Whatever you do, never fall in love with a Yoruba Demon.

he roared. Silas limped forward, his palms glowing faintly as he began to chant. “I can weaken its binding, but I need time!” “Do it!” Rio barked, claws flashing. “We’ll hold it off!” The demon shrieked and thrashed, its molten blood splattering rebels and burning through their skin. One unlucky vampire screamed as he dissolved under the acidic ichor. Another lost an arm in a single swipe of its massive claws. “Stay back!” Claude commanded his team, his deep Cajun accent sharp as steel. “Only the Valentines close in—this thing eats numbers alive.”

They are slowly approaching us, baring their sharp, elongated fangs at us. “Ahh!!!!" I yell and jump on Demetrius, holding him tightly, unable to hold back my fear. “Take me out of here, please, take me out of here!!!" "Get the hell out of here!” Demetrius yells at the clowns, the aura radiating off him is so strong and scary, it feels like he is going to snap off the clown's head.

Clothes and shards of glass littered the ground. Four words were written in big, blood red letters on the wall in front; "I'm coming for you."

Marcus roared, his arms shifting immediately into massive amber-furred claws. The bubbling mud didn’t just rise, it re-shaped itself. Hulking, grotesque figures pushed up from the bog. They were mud-demons, eight-foot tall golems, built from thick sludge, rotting cypress roots, and bleached bones of the Coven’s past victims. Their empty eye sockets glowed the same sickly purple light as that effigy they’d sent to my estate. "Tear them down!" I screamed, half turning my body as I shifted. My jaw expanded, my fangs dropping, and I launched myself off the root-path straight into the center of the demon mass.

She had been a pain in the ass since I'd first saved her. "I'm serious, Bo. What is that?" Clara pointed up in the sky. Rolling my eyes at her, I reluctantly turned to see what she was pointing at. There high in the sky, but plummeting quickly, was the familiar figure of a demon. No, not just one demon. An army of them. Fuck! "Clara, get inside," I snapped. "What's wrong?" she craned her neck to stare at the black dots. She wasn't a trained warrior like I was. I shouldn't be annoyed at her, but damn it I was.

"A trap! This must be a trap! Damn Demon Clan, how dare they use such a trap to scheme against us! Demon Clan, you will die a horrible death! If you have the ability, fight with us aboveboard! Don't hide behind us and play tricks! See if our Human Clan can do anything about it! Damn Demon Clan, damn Demon Clan!" "Haha! Who do you think the Demon Clan is? How dare they fight us? They can only hide in the darkness and play tricks! When they were defeated by our Human Clan, they were forced to hide at the edge of the Immortal World. If they fight again, the Demon Clan will be prepared to be exterminated by us! So, how dare they, how dare they!" "The Demon Clan... Humph! They are just losers! Th

V. The demon king, Lucifer Black is the most dangerous and brutal demon. He is the cruel and dark king of the devil's kingdom named Lucifer's hell. The demon of deception and savagery. He loved to kill, and had dark magic that could rip his enemies into pieces quickly of a second. Going against him meant death because he is the strongest demon in the realm. He was merciless and everyone feared him, even his family. His body, his features, and his voice had authority among the whole demons. And looked like he was made for the night of all of its sins... Years of war and battle made him cold, his enemies made him more ruthless.

“Are those clowns supernatural? They look normal to me. They may be psychopaths.” said Hugo. They sat in a café where Beatrix met them. And without Cain and Luke, as well as Cael and Kyra, the novice hunters will face the demons that are raging in the city. “If they weren’t supernatural, radar wouldn’t detect them,” said Beatrix. “I think the clown you saw is a shapeshifter demon. And they don’t just eat the souls of children. ”