Demon Hunted Novels & Stories

he notes. I stare at his back as he turns away. "Why not?" "Because who in their right mind wants Demon's eradicated? Only fools who know nothing about them," he mumbles. He shrugs his jacket off, discarding it on a nearby seat. It reveals his toned arms and single, deep red tattoo on his right bicep. I blink. "You just-" "A band of Angel-bloods stand no chance against a single Demon. Most are ancient, or have been trained since birth, as Demon's tend to stick to their own clans. An untrained one's power alone rivals the most powerful Angel-blood," he explains.

Myla raised an eyebrow. “What solution?" “He told me that the chief of hunters could remove the demon from inside me but that didn't work out" Myla froze as she stared at Ares with wide eyes. “Was that why you murdered my father in cold blood because he couldn't free you from your demon? Huh?"...

he mumbled, focusing on the wound. The demon jerked then, causing me to jump as it hissed and snapped its teeth. Hunter stayed put, even as the demon's saber-tooth like canines came dangerously close to his forearms. "Easy, now," he spoke to it. "Easy, we're almost done. Just one more..."

My demons had been up for some time now, and we were all just watching her, trying our best to last and not dominate her mouth violently, like we are used to. Before lowering herself onto my shaft, she shoots me one more of those sexy, scared kitten faces, and wraps her soft, dainty hands around my phallus. I felt my liquids leave my tip. I was so close to going into overdrive! The adrenaline was too much for all of us right now, especially in our sleepy state. I feel sorry for that one kid that could feel my every emotion and action! You know every demon has a host. I don't like to call it that, because I do love the kid more than anything, but that's another story, for another time.

It was the year 1745, Europe was riddled with Demon killings, more so London in particular. At first, I thought that the Demon Hunter had gone insane and gone on a killing frenzy. That time there was no treaty between the Demons and Hunters, so naturally, I descended down on his home and threatened to kill his entire family if he did not stop killing my kind. But I was very much surprised when he had said that he had not killed a Demon himself and quite a few years. Now, this did alarm me for what creature would then be behind the killings.

His handsome smile looked evil for me for some reason. "We will hunt some baby demons." "..Pardon?" Did I hear it right? We would hunt demons?

They hadn’t really trained to deal with demons. “Shit, you need to contact Ahnu’shanti. He will be able to give you information on the demons.” Dimitri rattled off a number, then hung up, telling Lucian that he would be in contact soon. He called Ahnu’shanti next to find that the demon wasn’t far away. They asked him to come to the crime scene. The group waited for the demon to show up. Connell had shifted back and dressed again. “I can smell death from here,” Ahnu’shanti said from the shadows. It hadn’t been a clean death for the young werewolf.

The demon was thrilled for two extremely powerful spiritual pressures coming after him, and he'd been wanting more excitement ever since his last brawl against Hayze. The excitement trickled away when the demon turned around, disgusted to see two black women as his opponents. "Sending monkeys after me is one thing... but just tell me ya ain't that Tubman monkey." The Hooded Demon's deep accent expressed hatred, his red spiritual aura began to expand with his anger. "I was expecting that boy from last time." Harriet coughed up a soft chuckle, giving a confident laugh at the demon that eased a few of Phuture's nerves.

Chyne’s POV This dumbfuck of a hunter is starting to get on my last nerve.” Stop avoiding my question.” I tell him through gritted teeth but if I’m being honest I’m starting to lose interest really quick in this guy. Such a loser killed my friend and there’s not much I can do about it besides what I am now. Demons are hard to kill and to truly make sure they are dead u need holy fire from the all mighty’s throne room. To build your castle around the holy fire its just simply evil and cruel and screams power hungry. But I guess in a way works out. You wouldn’t want anyone just walking around with something that can kill you.

Good boy. Dean raised his sword again and started to dismember the burning body, hacking at it with wicked glee. A pleasing thrum vibrated through him with every limb that tumbled over into the opening to hell and he sincerely hoped that demon enjoyed his presents. His hacking paused when he glimpsed a blackened heart through the gaps of visible bones and he crouched down quickly in excitement.