Demon Fairy Novels & Stories

Ambrosia continued. Niko and the fairy’s eyes now were as big as saucers. Now they looked at Collin differently, they understood now where the cold look was coming from. “He...he had a demon too?” asked Niko stuttering. “Where did you think young master got his demon from?” asked Ambrosia and Niko were rendered speechless. “How many of your kind did he kill?” asked the fairy king. “His warriors if you can call them that...” Niko did not let him finish.

Rara announced with a grin, addressing the fairies with a sense of purpose. The fire fairy, a figure of flickering flames and intense eyes, stepped forward with a resigned sigh. “Since you’re here, we must explain the rules of the Chosen Lady. First, you are considered holy and must guard against any impure thoughts. Second, you are expected to assist people and nations in times of crisis. Third, you must foster harmony between humans and the supernatural.” The water fairy, with a serene, flowing demeanor, added, “There are additional minor rules, which we will disclose as needed.”

the two kids squealed and guide the other two “I’m confused, do you know the reason why they are this scared?” Ren steps out of the line and butt in the private life of the two creatures, Jeniel sense that the fairy tremble more and look at him “I… I don’t remember” tears escaped her eyes, and hug Jeniel’s small finger “Demons… they are bad!” shaking her head, the fairy cried harder “Look what you have done!” “I didn’t mean to!” the girl abruptly face the little boy and look at him with dangerous eyes “You already witnessed their situation but you still choose to feed your curiosity! Can you be more sensitive?!”

But not every demon's transformation is stable and so some transform in crowds most often. "There must be good demons out there, right? There should be..." "I am demon myself," Roya tells her. "Am I good, my lady?" "Oh yes, you are!" She said and then stretches her arms as she yawns. "I didn't know witches could be that busy. Miss Miranda isn't as bad after all." "Are you sleepy, my lady?" With heavy eyes, she nodded and slowly her eyes just closed on their own. Maybe tomorrow Kenshi will visit her.

I wondered who owned such structure. “Welcome to Destiny. Thank you for making your time to meet us here under a short notice” a woman wearing a pink dress suit greeted us. She was not Human for sure. I guessed her to be a Fairy. They were known to be smaller in size and always so cheerful even when everyone was quite the opposite. But underneath that veil of kindness, they are creatures not to be mess with. A being that could alter reality into dreams. Influencing the minds of those they thought were threats to them, without you noticing it.

"Let's go, milady." ... In the grand meeting hall, important demon officials were gathered. Lord El-Kharis, the Demon God of Thunder, had called for an urgent meeting regarding the strange occurrence with his mate. In the middle of the large table, the ancient lantern glowed with multiple colors, leaving everyone in a state of confusion. "So, are you saying your human mate did this?" Gladious, the Demon God of Fire, asked, completely stunned by the lantern's reaction. "She is no longer human," El-Kharis grunted, clenching his teeth.

The young demon assured. "Well, where should I start?" Kalina recalled the memories of her world. "When I first entered this fairyland, the first person I recognized was you, Gavin," Kalina said. "You see, there was a young demon who was sealed away, and because of my careless actions, he was freed from the seal.”

Susie said. We all immediately began looking around. Some fairies are actually demoted angels, some believed that demons were the leftover spirits of fairies. It varied, depending who you talked to, but few would talk about it all. Fairies were also usually telepathic, one of their most useful talents in addition to spells and magic. “Come out, come out little Kai,” Godfrey mocked him. There were only a few lights from houses that we hadn’t set on fire, but there were also still numerous fires around, mostly the only light.

Paralyzed with fear, she watched as the smoky figure loomed closer, its presence suffocating and terrifying. Around her, her comrades stood in a tense silence, their eyes fixed on the unfolding scene. The demon, moving with an unsettling deliberateness, slowly ventured towards Belle, its form shifting and writhing as it advanced, drawing ever nearer to the trembling woman who had summoned it from the abyss. "A soul of a lowly harlot's offspring, hahaha," the demon intoned, its voice an indistinct amalgamation. Was it male or female? Such distinctions were irrelevant, for demons were once angels, and angels transcend human notions of gender.

The teenagers are too busy talking to notice her prying eyes and the creepy smile on her face. "I've never met a demon before. You aren't quite what I expected." The woman informs me. Her fingernails are painted pink, and her clothes are colorful. Everything about her is noticeable. She reminds me of a peacock, except her hair is blonde. "Long ago, when the Fae were at war with the vampires, I heard rumors of the witches creating demons." "Demon," I correct her, squinting. "There is only one demon the witches created," a chuckle slips out through my mouth. Bitterness has latched onto my heart. "But that's not entirely correct—I was merely summoned from hell to possess a human body."