Demon Dog Novels & Stories

Although they don't look like ordinary people with different hair colors, eyes, and species, except for Camila, I'm not afraid of them. I'm having a good time chatting with them, and I learned much about who they are. Saye, Arlo, and Jippis are demons. I thought demons were scary and ugly looking, red with horns, and had a snake-like tongue, always red and surrounded by fire to represent hell that wants to eat your soul. You always see them on Halloween posters or costumes; Saye, Arlo, and Jippis don't look like that. They don't look scary at all. I feel like they came out of a comic book, like a superhero.

Her enemy was equally as motionless on the back of the white beast, dusky black cape billowing over the mount’s rear and the dogs a single silken mass twining around its legs. Strange toothy black beasts whose fur looked dense and rough. More like tree bark then hair. The most fearsome dogs she’d ever laid eyes on. Demon Dogs. Neither of them broke contact nor made a move. I suppose we’re two foes facing down in the storm. At least in her mind. For now, both of us are willing to see whose will shatters first. It won’t be mine... Sebastian was fighting the twitching of his lips again. Watching her so brave and bold was enhancing his arousal.

When he turned back to the edge of his bed, Blood, the demon version of Young, had disappeared. It drove the man mad that although nothing had been said, he knew exactly what his nightmares coming into the real world meant. Somehow Asha had tapped into a version of herself that needn’t attack anyone headon, the other side had been listening and now they were making themselves known. He wasn’t really a believer of the supernatural until he had met her, but apparently his new understanding was not enough to deter him from repeating the same cycle. Like the idiot he was, he persisted and still tried to spy on her. It angered Young’s new demon to know that the little cockroach was still being so

V. The demon king, Lucifer Black is the most dangerous and brutal demon. He is the cruel and dark king of the devil's kingdom named Lucifer's hell. The demon of deception and savagery. He loved to kill, and had dark magic that could rip his enemies into pieces quickly of a second. Going against him meant death because he is the strongest demon in the realm. He was merciless and everyone feared him, even his family. His body, his features, and his voice had authority among the whole demons. And looked like he was made for the night of all of its sins... Years of war and battle made him cold, his enemies made him more ruthless.

I answered coolly. He strutted across the room and went to stand in a glass window where the outside showed a good angle of the veranda and the Winner Family pool. He smiled, pleased over something that he saw. I wondered what it was then. What is advantageous of being a demon is that we get to read another person's mind. We can use it for or against them. But before an angel, we are helpless. It is either they have barriers in their too-holy brains or they are just dead on imagination. I prefer to think it is the latter.

I stared at him while waiting for an answer. “It’s a Demon’s symbol.” My eyes furrowed at what he said. I stared at his eyes but he seems serious! But what? Demon’s symbol? I don’t understand. “D-Demon?” I stammered. He nodded and looked away. He’s now back on staring at the glass wall. I shook my head in disagreement. “Are you kidding me? There’s no such thing about Demons! I am finding the murderer and-“ “It’s always been the Demon’s fault, Majesty. They are just using the people to do bad things but it’s always been their idea to hurt and kill someone.” He said while staring at the glass wall. I am even more confuse now.

“Why do you ask?” “Because Cerberus is supposed to be Hades' watch dog.” Samael grinned. “Ever wonder if I'm Hell's watch dog, maggot?” “So you're a dog?” “No! Cerberus is the dog. I'm the wolf.” “I thought you were a snake.” “I'm that too.”

I was glad because I thought he came to me for the same reason I had. But I was wrong. I felt his hostility when he asked me about the Demon Alpha’s son. When I told him that the boy is innocent and has no connection to the evildoings of his father, he got mad and accused me of having connection with the Demon Pack. He captured me and imprisoned me in his pack’s dungeon. I tried to fight back but he had better fighting skills, I had no match to him. I could still remember vividly how he tortured me with a blazing whip just so I would tell him where the boy was. But I knew he would kill the boy once he’d find him that’s why I didn’t say a thing.

The door to the room I was, flew open, revealing the demon himself, dressed in his all black glory, he was holding a gun, he looked over at me and smirked, dropping the gun on his table, he walked over to his dresser, taking off his rolled up sleeve suit. "You know this is low right, even for you." I said. "I'll take the risk." His very sweet voice echoed around the room, damn, how I've missed that voice. "Lemme guess, you want to 50 shades of gray me." I said, Sacarsm dripping from my words. He gave a full rich laugh, taking off his pants and sliding on his black joggers. "Hmm, kinda." He said. "Look Tyler, in order to avoid any nonsense in the future, just let me go." I said, although, I k

Gahiji said as he addressed the male who was still smacking his lips as if he was trying to analyze Tamara’s blood. “She is not a demon dog, too. They have red eyes like other demons, but they taste and smell different, so she isn’t one of them.” The male said, then he went to stand where he was again and I looked down at Tamara and tucked some of her hair behind her ear as I watched her sleep. They thought that she might be a demon dog. The lowest on the hell ladder. Some of the weak demons chose to shift into some animal form, and they stay like that as they served a chosen master.