Demon Dentist Book Novels & Stories

His grip was firm, cold, and I felt a sinking sensation in the pit of my stomach as he led me out of the room and down the long, winding halls of the mansion. As we walked, my mind raced. The halls were dimly lit, the shadows stretching across the floor like dark tendrils, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was walking deeper into a trap—one I might never escape from. When we reached the grand dining hall, the doors were already open, revealing a room filled with people. Alphas, I realized. Powerful wolves from all over, their gazes sharp and calculating as they turned to look at me. Santos leaned in close, his breath hot against my ear. “Smile Melody. It makes things easier and remembe

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

“Young man, don’t get cocky. Do you think this is the end of it? “You have no idea who you’ve offended. “The people behind this would make sure you meet the end of your life!” He was still threatening me, but I was no longer afraid. I had already opened the pandora box. I was able to deal with whatever monsters that leaped out from it. “Take him away!” Peter gestured with his hands and Greg was dragged out like a dead dog. Mary collapsed onto the floor in a daze. Charlie was still crying for more milk. I touched the bandage on my neck.

KAYLEEN These things can’t be real. The doctor is gone but I’m not taking them. I’m not going with medications and I’m never gonna believe her. “Why won’t you believe her?” she’s speaking to me again with her creepy face. Her hands touched my cheeks and she leaned closer. “You are a demon. You are a murderer.” Her whispers made me feel like my blood is on its boiling point. “See? You are angry!” she added and dodged my hand attempting to grip on her arm.

I can't stop the words from whining out of my mouth. "I just want my freedom, just let me go, Dimitri, I have nothing to give you," I said nervously and the entire demeanour change at my statement, his eyes grow darker red than I've ever seen. Instantly, his hand went around my already damaged throat, instantly cutting off my air supply. I immediately reach for his strong hands, trying to pry them away, but can't. I can ever feel the pressure of my bones threatening to crack underneath his hands. He doesn't say a word. Only glares at me and my soul as if he's reading me like an open book while watching me fight for my life. A small creeps onto his lips as he watches, and something flashes in

Surprised, Innis stared at the demon who had appeared in her pentagram. He wasn’t quite what she had expected. Visually, he seemed a proper demon: claws, scales, and a tail. But should he really be all bloody and unconscious? Grandpa’s diary never said anything like that. Too bad I couldn’t find any other notes. But...what am I to do with it? Try to call him? Shake him awake? No, reaching inside the pentagram was forbidden.

I swallowed hard, my face burning. I grabbed my glass and downed the last drops in one gulp, the fizz burning its way down. I slammed it on the nightstand, the clink echoing in the tense silence. “What the fuck are you on about?” I snapped, yanking my chin free but not moving away. My voice was breathy, my entire body buzzing. Damian set his own drink aside, half-full. “This.” He yanked open the nightstand drawer and fished out that cursed book: The Devil’s Little Bane.

A wave of strong energy swirled around me before he spoke. "What’s the point of being a demon when you can’t use illusions to your advantage?" A devil’s smirk tugged on his mouth, and his eyes blazed red for a second before they went back to normal. "All they see is the sexy librarian helping a man look for books. They will never find out that the sexy library was about to let the man with her devour her perfect breasts."

My ears were disturbed by the high pitch of his speech. "I have one more question about this book: how many of them are there in this realm?" I displayed the blood-red book. "Oh, sire, we don't know. This book was not created by us." "What?!" "Explain yourself properly!" The cave trembled, debris from the roof dropped, and the dungeon entrance shook as well. My emotions erupted, and the demonic aura I hadn't employed in a long time burst forth as if a dam had burst. "urgh… Sire! Mercy!"

he muttered underneath his breath as he lowered down to pick it up. His eyes caught hold of a red stuff, sticking from the side of the vanity table. He reached for it, momentarily forgetting about his oil. He picked it up and discovered that it was a book. The demon emperor and his goddess, the book said, and he was immediately enthralled by it. He flipped through the pages of the book and hr was all of a sudden not interested in leaving the pack house anymore. He closed the book and walked over to Maya. He kissed her forehead, and walked out of the room, heading to the study.