Demon Crying Novels & Stories

My shout was never heard, my ribs were punched enough that I instead needed the oxygen to breathe. "I like it when they scream. But I think we have to hold you silent tonight. Maybe we will keep you for tomorrow for seconds." The demon on top of me rasped. He stroked my arms almost lovingly. "I want the first taste." Another demon said, coming closer. "No, I do." Another said. I started crying. My tears fell in streams away from my eyes on the forest floor beneath me. I tried to struggle, but it was no use. The demon on top of me weighed more than concrete.

before my face collided with a stinging slap. "Haa……!!" I cried out while holding my cheeks, tears trailed down my face as I stared at the demon in front of me. "I will never accept your rejection………" he snarled madly at me, causing me to shrink back in fear as I whimpered in agony.

His voice was laced with a certain sadness. "Y-you don't understand." Liam mumbled under his breath as his shoulder started to shake. "Y-you fucking don't u-understand where I'm coming from because Demian was j-just a Demon Lord f-for you." Liam stammering and struggling to speak as his sobs get in his way, his head hung low.

"Saye, what is that you want me to see-" I say as I enter but pause with wide eyes and back hitting against the wall, shocked. "What the hell is that?" One of the boys, the youngest, has some one-eye creature. It's like a dark gooey substance paste, and someone just glued those plastic eyes for arts and crafts. Its round yellow eyes look around frantically. I feel a chill running down my spine, seeing how disgusting it is. "In the Demon Realm, these are called Carcurus; they are low-level creatures that find a victim and stick themself on a host sucking the life force out of them."

Tears were muddy on her cheeks, her eyes red and bloodshot. Irrita and I exchanged a glance, then she hissed at everyone to press against the wall, bracing for their entrance. All of us are completely silent. The musings and gruffled voices of the demons outside and the degrading comments to Ela’s cousin float into the empty foyer through the open doors. Their footsteps got closer and closer. “Walk, you filthy wench,” one of the frog-like demons croaked loudly, then a strangled sob came from the poor girl as she got hit in the back of the head.

"AHhhhhhhh!!" Vosvak screamed, his voice breaking the stillness of the room, a raw cry of pain that rang out through the empty stone walls. His body shook with wild convulsions, blood bursting from the deep fissures which scarred his flesh as if the very essence of his soul was being ripped asunder. His veins throbbed with a putrid black ichor, the toxin of the dark sorcery now coursing through every part of his body. His bones creaked and splintered, reforming in response to the demoniacal energy he had called upon.

my head is hurting very badly due to all this cry mess , my cheeks are paining due to his slaps , my bosoms they are crying in pain , my vaginal part , it's paining like someone is cutting it with a sharp knife or burning it with the fire , my stomach is hurting very badly it's paining more than my period's stomachache. I am on the verge to loose my consciousness , my eyes started to close slowly. but suddenly my face become wet all wet , I opened my eyes with jolt and gasped while coughing to breathe air . This demon is the one who has threw water on me . " You can't sleep until i fuck you with all my heart " he said pulling my head up with his both hands by holding my both cheeks in his ha

“Noooooooo” I let out a shriek. My eyes could suddenly see well beyond my limited vision and I saw that the crack fell just short of affecting the tree, the giver of life of the forest. The cracks stopped just a few meters away from the tree that shuddered from the impact of the demon's fist that cracked open the ground. It sobbed and gave out a terrifying cry that I had never heard before. I did not even know that it could cry but maybe it was the Goddess who could hear it and not me.

she was holding her crotch, and his heart sank. "Hannabelle, please-" "NO!" she screamed, "Not again... please God not again... I can't... No... Just kill me...Please." Darren's face dropped... now he understood... hot tears formed on his face, dripping onto the floor, demons tears are of blood, and even Patricia stared at him in horror as he bled profusely from his eyes. With a giant rush of wind and heat, Darren's body was surrounded in purple flames for barely a moment, before he disappeared with the sound of a soft thud.

I argue, trying my best not to give up. Ever so slowly, he lifts his head. His eyes are black and soulless. His skin color washes away as a shadow emerges from his chest and slowly separates from his body. Covering my mouth, I try my best not to scream as the demonic creature shifts its head and looks at me. There are no eyes, just empty black holes. The Demon has three fingers each and smelled of burned ash. The more I stare at it, the more I recognize what it is. "Katrina!" The voice yells out.