Demon Copperhead Novels & Stories

The confusing memories caused Chen Yang to have a violent headache and shrink into a ball with his hands clutching his head. "No, someone has poisoned~ to me." ...... After an unknown amount of time, a cool sensation surfaced on his body. In a flash, it woke Chen Yang up from his silence, and a small black spotted snake, two feet long, came into view and was erecting its body, wanting to bite down towards him. At once, a string of information emerged in his mind. Demonic Beast Spectral Snake. Highly poisonous! Can kill a Houtian martial artist. Phew~

damn it he sure had miscalculated something, searching for lock picks on the floor and couldn't find any he proceeded to try and open it with one of his special tools, suddenly he was glad he took it everywhere, it really did serve him a lot of purposes. After a few minutes he was done unlocking Kales but he was grabbed by the collar and flinged to the wall.. groaning in pains he tried standing up slowly as the impact had been much. This was actually what he had been afraid off, the last shred that held Kales consciousness and humanity was gradually getting thin and he was starting to get more aggressive and fierce.. the only solution was to knock him out before injecting him with a sedative

In the depths of Hell, where chaos reigned and tormented souls writhed in eternal torment, as they edged closer to escaping Edna, Marcus, and a Derek found themselves had to face a common foe. A massive demon giant, standing at a towering 50 feet tall, had emerged from the depths, ready to unleash devastation upon the accursed realm. Edna, clad in her rugged hunter's attire and wielding her trusty silver sword, had journeyed through the treacherous pathways of the underworld. Marcus, his werewolf form massive and formidable, with eyes gleaming with a primal hunger, joined her side. Derek, the vampire with unearthly grace and hypnotic allure, added his ancient powers to their group.

"Not her. You need to step down." "Fuck you, Storm-Treader!" Claws gripped me tightly, cutting into my skin as the demon's face warped to show me the true monster underneath. Her jaw had unhinged, split down the middle like a beetle's mandibles but human and lined with spikes. Her pupils forked, sharp and alien, in the purple of her iris and the black of her sclera, as a mane wrapped around her head like a lion, cat-like nose twitching, black fur twisting down her exposed arms and back. Her horns jutted ugly and ram-like from her forehead in a pair of three, making it look like a twisted crown. "This cunt is mine, and I will not yield! Come, say the words!"

Evelyn followed Baymont's line of sight and saw a female demon with a head full of poisonous snakes and a slightly Medusa-like figure walk shapely over to her, making one suspect that looking at her in the same way would instantly turn them into stone statues. She wasn't wearing any clothes, but she didn't look like she needed any either, the important parts of the female were covered with a layer of dark red scales, and her legs weren't those of a human, but rather looked like the hind limbs of a dinosaur, with strong and powerful lower limbs supporting her full-bodied body, and her height was estimated to be more than two meters, making even Baymont look slender next to her. However, this

They would be on their knees crawling towards him by then, croaking out “Help! Please! I need water!” There’d be a moment when they would look away from him and when they’d look back Blood would be kneeled at their side, sipping on the glass in Young’s place. What little strength they had was used to scoot back but they’d back into a wall, finding themselves suddenly trapped in a cell with the Demon still sipping on his glass of ice cold lemonade that seemed to never empty. The heat never left them, somehow worse than when they were actually in the sun.

The demon was thrilled for two extremely powerful spiritual pressures coming after him, and he'd been wanting more excitement ever since his last brawl against Hayze. The excitement trickled away when the demon turned around, disgusted to see two black women as his opponents. "Sending monkeys after me is one thing... but just tell me ya ain't that Tubman monkey." The Hooded Demon's deep accent expressed hatred, his red spiritual aura began to expand with his anger. "I was expecting that boy from last time." Harriet coughed up a soft chuckle, giving a confident laugh at the demon that eased a few of Phuture's nerves.

Asher watched the memory unfold as if it were happening right before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, focused on the dark figure with the massive wings. "Who the hell is this?" he asked Damir internally. "That's Morgana, a high-ranking demon from the Abyss," Damir replied. A beat of silence. "This Abyss," Asher said, his tone shifting. "Where exactly is it?"

The demon stepped out of the fire. He was tall and broad with skin the color of deep burning coal. Red lines glowed under his skin like rivers of lava. His eyes shone bright gold. Long black horns curved back from his head. His body was all hard muscle and smooth heat. Between his strong legs hung a thick heavy cock already starting to swell. It looked inhuman. Long with raised ridges along the sides and a wide head that pulsed with inner fire. The sight made Elias mouth go dry and his own cock twitch inside his pants.