Demon Familiars Novels & Stories

cousin. Me: [How do you tame a demon?] Cousin: [How did you end up with a demon? I thought about buying one before, but gave up. Demons are way too challenging. I don't think my fragile body could handle it. Cousin: [Demons aren't like incubi. Incubi provide emotional value voluntarily. With demons, you have to give them emotional value.] Me: [How?] Cousin: [Beat them.] Me: [?]

“Something’s coming. Something worse.” A low rumble shook the ground, and the air grew heavy with the scent of sulfur. From the shadows emerged a massive figure, its form wreathed in flames. It was a creature straight out of a nightmare—a demon, its horns curling like blackened tree roots and its eyes glowing with hellfire. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” Fatima said, staring up at the beast. The demon roared, its voice shaking the ground. “You dare trespass in my domain?”

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

If anybody was interested, they would come in the form of an animal and be bound to the witch or warlock until death. Most familiars preferred to be domesticated animals like cats, dogs, and birds but some could be reptiles and insects. Wild animals like wolves and big cats were rare. She heard of familiars in other countries where familiars took on the form of exotic animals but hadn’t seen any around campus. She was curious what form hers would take.

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.

"It didn't sound like the same demon I saw in my vision of the Summerlands when I was in the hospital. His voice seemed higher, not as scratchy as the one I saw." "The main demon is Baltabek," Alex said from where he squatted, picking up shattered remains of some figurines that didn't survive the altercation between the witches and the demon. "When he possessed Kayla back at her house, he said others would come with him." He shrugged. "Obviously, we've met the first one." "Warrior, there are five demons," Famallumi said as he approached them, a book wrapped in his arms over his chest. "They are from the beginning and were some of the first cast into the Nether when they tried to destroy the

Melinda: I have never heard of a creature like that before. Lord Drago: Then be thankful to Ban here for letting us witness this sight. In all our history there have been only three demons who have summoned a creature like that but all three of them fail to form a contract with them. It's an absolute rarest of the rarest familiar out there in the other world. There are quite a few of them and each possess their own unique ability. They were once great spirits who cursed their fate and became undead and wandered the world of the familiars. Melinda: So what category would we place a creature like that? If you ask me I would definitely rate it an S class familiar.

Bram murmured something I couldn’t quite catch to himself, but offered no suggestions. The witch’s equivalent to a lycan was a demon. Demons were the near immortals that spawned several paranormal species, similar to how lycans were responsible for all shifters. Similar to lycans, no one really knew their origin story, or who the first was. It was fun to compare and contrast the origin stories, though.

Bethel trailed off. Seraphina shook her head confused, “so why do I have a mark, I don’t have a familiar?” “Well, some Dhampirs have familiars, it is very rare and usually only Dhampirs born to strong noble vampire Houses...”. “What does any of this mean then?” sighed Melanie throwing her arms up. Bethel cast a glance at her, surprised at her sudden outburst. “It means that Seraphina has a familiar” explained Bethel. “It can’t be, I’ve never shape shifted, it must just be a disfigurement like our Lady said!”.

Its power was closely related to the sorcerer who controlled it. In reality, the so-called familiar was not a spiritual being but someone who had been hypnotized. Saffronesian sorcerers were skilled hypnotists. They would hypnotize someone to gain control and make them their familiars. Familiars were also known as servants of god among Saffronesians who practiced sorcery. Chad began to play hard to get. He held the Blood Ganoderma Lucidum and pretended to leave. "I just want him to take a walk with me. Forget it if it can't be done!"