Demon Dean Supernatural Novels & Stories

"I did what was necessary to protect the realms. The Void needed a host, or it would have consumed everything—your world and mine." "And you picked me because I was easy to break," she spat. The red sky of the Iron Market suddenly turned black. The frozen explosion of Silas’s body didn't finish its blast—it simply dissolved into ash. The thousands of demons outside the pavilion stopped their cheering. A wave of absolute, crushing silence swept over the crater. Every demon in the Iron Market simultaneously fell to their knees. Not for Vane. For her. Vane felt it. He let go of her shoulders, stepping back, his hand flying to the hilt of his cane. His expression was a complex map of regret, fea

He leaned back still staring at her beautiful face, he felt the demon in him growl in hunger and wanted nothing but to devour her sweet taste. He took a thousand breath to pull back the Demon. " Easy boy. We'll do that some other time." He said and his demon calmed down. Guess it's fully ready than Lucas is.

Being part of the Supernatural world opens your eyes to many things. Demons were created after the fall of Lucifer. Unlike some angels, we were not made in heaven. A few of us are the progeny of the six demon lords who served as lieutenants for Lucifer. The rest of the demons are just products of evil souls that Lucifer enslaved. Only the progeny of a demon lord has real power. That is until each Lord rebelled against Lucifer. That’s the bad part of being evil─ everyone wants to rule. Each demon lord wanted to be the master of hell, and Lucifer disagreed. One day he sent his most trusted enforcers to annihilate each Lord, including my father. My mother was a minor demoness of no real power.

In fact, I'd been so high, I hadn't even noticed when I'd just started accepting everything. Davey's dead. Oscar Turnbull isn't human. Angels exist. You're a witch. Oh, and that demon you're now sleeping with has a Gospel written about him, because he's not just the son of Lucifer; he's the most powerful creature alive and the future of the world rests in his reluctant hands.

“Intentions?” “Your father is no ordinary demon. He is known as Deus demon.” “Deus demon?” said April G. “Deus demons are a rare species of demons who have magic strong enough to challenge a god. Because of this, they can empower other creatures with abilities beyond human comprehension.” “Are you saying that our dad gave our moms power?” June asked. “Indeed. But it came at a price.” “What price?” “Us,” Madison answered. “Correct,” Hughley said. “Long ago, Zai was betrayed by a group of his followers. They used the same type of magic he granted him to banish him from the human world.”

He blindly grabbed his angel hand, sharply pivoted on the spot, and ran. He only succeeded in running about a good half-block of length away when another type of demon blocked his path. His heart thudded in his chest and not even the assuring warmth of Sam body pressed close to his could comfort him. The spade-like hands of the green-skinned Oni demons spread with every step they took to decrease the distance in between and Dean forcefully summoned another bout of his magic with a twist of his shaking arm.

“Supernatural beings who breathe fire” I raise a brow. “You’re joking”. He laughed. “I am. We feed on blood and relish in other people’s death. Plus, we’re the only supernaturals who can kill other supernaturals without much work. We can also control the element of fire. You know, because we’re demons from hell”. “The way you keep saying we, I’m guessing you’re a hellhound”. He smiled. “Yes”. “Is that all there is to hellhounds?”, I ask him.

"One stands guard at the entrance, while the other feasts upon the flesh of the unfortunate." Deacon absorbed the information, his mind racing with tactical calculations. "Demons possess an uncanny ability to multiply rapidly, my friend," he warned, his voice laced with caution. "However, I have devised a plan. I shall ascend to the roof of the house, unleashing my fiery breath to engulf it in flames, distracting one of the demons. Meanwhile, you will engage the other demon, aiming to sever its horn, even if capturing it proves elusive," he explained, his voice carrying a weight of strategic insight.

demon:- okay I understand you didn't do anything just watch them and have fun, but I want to see my mother, she worshipped you I want to see her Satan:- what are you talking about, she was a believer in god, that why she go to god and those who worshipped me will come to me, all those people are you going to kill will become my food and make me stronger. demon:- so you want to eat their soul so you are letting them die since they are your followers, you want soul then take mine and wake her up. Satan:- I like your offer but you are a follower of god, I can't take your soul, and without consideration, I am not going to give anything, her life is in god hands.

The bond between father and son was rapidly weakening. Caelus lowered his head and let out a weak, broken chuckle. “Y-You… think you can protect that sinful child from me… by killing me?” Slowly, he lifted his blood-soaked face, a manic grin spreading across his lips. “Angels don’t die. I will simply take a new form… and every time… I will come back to kill—” Finn’s eyes turned blood-red. His massive black wings spread wide as he fully embraced his Devil form, power radiating off him in dark waves.