Demon Fiction Novels & Stories

One against an army of fairies, he must be really powerful to defeat them all. "The demons from the hell realm broke the peace treaty and instead of sending an army, they send us their most powerful demon. There's only one demon that uses dark fog and his name is Barbas. He is a demon who feeds on fear. He weaponizes the fear and uses it against his enemies," Oslec carefully explains to us. Oslec runs towards the armory and took as many weapons as he could carry in his hands. We help him set up the traps one by one all over the house. All of the remaining fairies spread out all over the fortress to stand on guard.

But it was actually not true, although the majority of Demon was killed, not all demon race were hostile, as a matter of fact there’s many neutral and good align demon race who just wanted to live around their lives normally. Demon race were the same as any race in Fantasma, the are too a living being like anybody else. The only difference is that their physical appearance and their practice of belief and way of life. Despite their uniqueness, Demon Race has produce a dew historic figures that capable of some great things, not to mention Demon Race is the race of a very talented fighter and Wizard.

I asked. Aria stepped back and her tail slipped between us. I reached out and grasped it. I could feel the scars etched into the silky limb. Bringing it closer to my face, I saw the marks of rope, knives, chains, things which never should have touched the tender flesh of her tail. The human skin of demons didn’t scar, but our demon flesh wasn’t used to draw in potential food sources. It took a lot of severe damage to create the scars, though. Each of these wounds had been more severe than the scars indicated.

They could be called lucky or someone helping them in the dark, those attacks didn't harm them to that extent. One day, ZouMi met with Lu Feng- the King of underworld the man who changed her life 360 degrees, their first meeting wasn't a pleasant one. But, he still offered her a help which she rejected, saying she wasn't interest in getting in that world. To which, he replied, "You will need me one day, and I will be right beside you even if you don't want." What he said was right, ZouMi did came searching for him, after a month, as her family was totally scared to step outside, what was more, when she wasn't at home, some goons came in and destroyed a lot, but no one was harmed. At first, Z

Once again congratulations on becoming a demon. Ban: Ahhh. I totally forgot about that. Demons are long lasting creatures and not to mention the fact that I might really have to take- take over the Avere- -- ( Ehhh???... why am I feeling so dizzy all of a sudden??.. I can't keep my eyes open. My hearing is bad too. What is happening?) ''BAN? BAN? BANNNnnnnn.......''

Before he knew it, his free hand was moving, and his fingertips were grazing the scars. The demon froze. "Mortal," It hissed, "Remove your hand." Fyn didn't. He boldly moved his hand across the demon's chest, his brows furrowed. Fyn often thought that demons had miraculous healing abilities and that their skin would be flawless. He was mistaken. The arm tightly coiled around him got tighter as the demon sharply inhaled. Growling lightly, a tail coiled around his hand that was on the demon's chest and stopped it from moving.

Today, Edzar, the 34-year-old man stopped his step by seeing an eerie figure standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed, and it looked out at the giant window in front of him. My God! Thought the guy was about to hop. It's been three days since they met after the meeting at the restaurant, and today he saw that woman is so haunted. Edzar was hesitant to approach, but he had to go that way to his corner office. Finally not knowing what to do, Edzar turned around and decided to have breakfast while the office was packed. On the way back, he saw Dean, his co-worker, the operational manager at the west end of the Tarso Property, exiting his office at the other end of the hall and w

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

I made sure to use the same relaxed, casual form. “You shouldn’t have made up that story about being a demon.” He laughed. “There’s no such thing as a fat desire demon. Did you come hoping to find a shapeshifter boyfriend? Maybe an incubus or concubus is more your taste? I’m gonna send you home before you distract our people more with your stories.” He growled. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He was telling the truth. That’s what he actually thought. I didn’t mind.

I yell, hearing the quartz finally shatter and hundreds of demons are now see beginning to charge towards us! Five seconds, Five Seconds, FIVESECONDS!! All types and shapes, colors, and beings frighteningly gained their way to the middle of the bridge. Yielding swords, axes, bows, snapping jaws and even some two horned goat looking guy! This was my first time ever seeing demons since Bahm had started allowing me in. IT WAS A HORROR!!! I was frozen in fear. Bahm suddenly throws me to the farthest end away from him and stands in front of my body, trying to perform a spell.