Demon Diaries Novels & Stories

All I knew was that if it had anything to do with that demon on the computer then this might be worse than I thought. “Okay,” she said in between her sobs, she continued in telling me about her dream, not leaving out a single detail. She told me about gashes that had appeared, how she had mumbled some sort of chant under her breath and how the demon had appeared. Abby cuddled in my arms and explained how it had disappeared after the symbol had been revealed. Even now she had thought that she had woken up and had seen it in the mirror and woke up in a start. “Then, I came straight down here, those eyes burning in my mind, to research everything on the computer. I found out that the beast is a

He leans down and kisses me gently, the complete opposite of the rough fuck we just had. When he pulls away from me, he is smiling. "Okay, now that we've gotten that out of the way, we should find some answers." He states as he pulls a chair of for me before sliding into one himself, grabbing the first book from the pile. "This is one of the first books written about Demonology. It's said to contain information dating back to the first demons and fallen angels." "Okay, so what are we supposed to do, read it?" I ask as I try to open the dusty old book, making a face when it won't open."

I could picture him, standing in that house, his heart heavy with grief and guilt, trying to explain the unexplainable. But Lady Athena's response was calm and measured, her eyes holding a depth of ancient knowledge. "Silas, the demon doesn't need a physical form to exert its influence. It’s like a ghost. It's not like any ordinary creature. Hence, it does not leave a trace – no scent or footprint.” Lady Athena continued to explain, "The demon's influence is insidious. It feeds on fear, grief, and despair. It can manipulate emotions, twist perceptions. But it is not corporeal."

My pulse was at a steady pace but beating hard against my chest neck and abdomen. Breathe, breathe. I repeated to myself. I tiled my head to show I was confused by her question. “Besides the stories about you guys being evil and stuff. What’s it’s like being a demon?” I understood her question completely but another question invaded my thoughts repeatedly without consent, who am I? who am I? who am I?.

Pandora is walking along the railing and Binx is stretched out on the chair next to me, enjoying sunbathing as much as I am. I’m waiting for my lunch to arrive, and then will probably go back inside and take a nap. Lucas looked through the Book of the Beast and didn’t see anything about how to kill demons. There was, however, a chapter that alluded to sending a demon back to Hell. Which would be great if I were able to summon up enough power to crack open the earth and shove the fucker inside.

I changed the topic, “Millions, sex demons are categorized into, incubi and succubi, wrath demons, deception demons, demons of dispute... So many of them,” he whispered. “Ok, well I hope I can be a better leader then Eve II, I'll try but...we should get some rest, we are going to need it for later,” I chuckled “Ok, good night Lil,” he uttered. “Good night Damon,” I mumbled.

She frantically ran and checked all the windows which also wouldn’t budge. Out of nowhere a fire blazed from the hearth and again Jess found herself face to face with the demon that had been stalking her. “Gotcha pretty girl.” Its smile curled back over its sharp teeth. Faster than Jess could comprehend the Demon had her by the ankles and was dragging her to the fire. Jess screamed but there was no one here to hear her. She thrashed around but was over powered. All she could do was grasp for something to hold on to. Her hand found the bedframe and she held for as long as she could. The demon laughed a raspy laugh and gave her a yank pulling her into its embrace. It walked with her into

And the details were written about those pictures. She named them as demonic power spells. I sighed while going through the diary. Then came the pages for ghosts. She had written stories about the ghosts. Full stories like how she learned about a ghost in a place. Then she fought the ghosts and scared them away. The whole diary was filled with crazy things. Ghosts, spirits, Angels, demons, hell, heaven and God. By the end of that diary, I started to think that all the stories were real. I started to believe everything I saw in that diary.

“Caution never hurts. You need to be prepared for shuffling zombies." Dave made a contemptuous throaty sound. "Please. They are just as dangerous or focused as the demon that summons them. Most will give up before the fight gets interesting." I never knew how serious to take Dave. He was a good guy, even with dark red skin, purest black eyes, and occasional bouts of uncontrollable anger. But nobody is perfect. “I swear,” he continued. “Most demons have ADD2. As soon as things start to get better, they leave to start some new shit. That's why they never finish anything."

Hazel peeped into the room behind the demon and saw a beautiful demon with four spiked phallus fucking four centaurs and the entire of Hazel's insides melted. Her eyes went back to the demon and she could see smoke blowing out of his nose —there was no way she could refuse him again without getting toasted to hell. Against her will, her legs moved forward towards the opened door and into the party.