Demon Hunted Novels & Stories

I said. “What are you talking about? It’s not your fault.” He said. “It is. They thought you were me. Because we smell similar. When they realized that you weren’t me, that’s why they all attacked you.” I said. “What are you talking about?” “The Devil Alpha. He wants me apparently. No one knows why. And because we’re twins, we have a similar scent. His warriors were told to get me but when they found you and not me, they got angry.” I explained.

Not only that, demon blood also had the astonishing ability to purify impurities within the body. "This demon beast is a treasure trove. If I hunt one and sell it, I could make an absolute fortune." Chase licked his lips once more, making up his mind. Under the cover of night, he would launch a sneak attack on this powerful demon beast lord. Besides, since this demon had lived in the valley for so long, it was likely a native of the area. If Chase wanted to explore the valley, clashing with these creatures was inevitable! At that moment, a sharp cold gleam shot toward him, slicing through the air with deadly precision.

The moon shone beautifully on the surface of the earth, the wind danced gently like it was welcoming the descent of angels. “Where are we going?” A young lady in a red dress questioned the man holding her hands as he led her through the forest. “Shush Selena, don’t you know demons lurk in this forest?” The man dressed in casual clothing teased his girlfriend but all this made her giggle like a schoolgirl, the leaves soon rustled, it was coming from behind the thick bushes and trees.

They would hunt down and vanquish the demon that preyed upon the people. Edna led the charge, her knowledge of the supernatural guiding their every move. She tracked the demon's malevolent presence through the city, weaving through alleyways and across rooftops, her eyes never wavering from the task at hand. Derek's vampire senses honed in on the demon's scent, his acute hearing detecting its low growls and malicious whispers. And Marcus, his senses heightened by the moon's glow, followed closely behind, ready to unleash his wrath upon their common enemy.

Ruben questioned, turning to look at Kat with a curious look. “No…” Boglan continued to talk. “…he agreed the contract, adding his conditions, only after he had first spoken to me, but that deal was done through a Deal Demon, a soul hunter that was ordered by Lord Basille to find adequate evil tainted souls for his domain. All requests go through me.” Boglan followed Ruben’s glance and when Ruben looked back he saw the demon’s eyes flash with delighted surprise as he licked his lips with a long blue tongue, his eyes settling on Kat. “Bastetia…what are you doing here?” Boglan looked at Ruben with renewed interest. “Why do you have the Overlords favourite pet with you, she is supposed to be in

Even I took down a demon when I was fourteen. It was my rite of passage to be a full-fledged hunter. My mother chose my target. Of course, she’d chosen one of the most difficult supernatural beings to face. It nearly killed me, but I killed the demon before he managed to kill me. I remember how proud mom was when I returned with the demon’s head, organs in canisters for study and spells, and the rest of his body in a canister of ashes.

The police had to get involved, there were two police cars out the front of the diner. Ducking under the police tape, Damien stepped into his diner, he was feared by everyone, humans, wolves and vampires alike, he was known as the Blood Alpha and that was not just because Blood is his surname. Her sent hit him sending him into a short sense of euphoria, he had finally found her his mate after, eighteen years of searching he had finally found her.

Long ago, centuries before even the Civil war in Hara existed a beast. This beast was born from an ancient deity who had long passed and an extremely powerful demon. It scoured the lands and massacred many and those Werewolves and Sacred creatures dared to attack it would send them into a trance called Hunt. In this trance he had the upper hand as his victims would be literally in his home ground. The beast though was slain by an angry mysterious hunter whose most beloved apprentice The beast had killed. The mysterious hunter till this day its head hung as a collectable artifact for the Church of Earth Mother.

he asks, obviously upset. "I was attacked." "That I can see. By what?" he says a bit angrily. "By a ghoul," I almost whisper out. Bennet's brow knit together. "By what?" "A ghoul. They're demons that feast upon vampire blood," I explain. "Why would it attack you? You're not a vampire and-" "This one I have a history with," I interrupt. Bennet frowns. "Tell me," he says as he lifts me up onto the bed. I sit between his legs, facing him. I lean forward and hug him. He reciprocates.

"I can't feel him. Not even when I touched Ayra." "Ayra is the woman you're housing, right?" I could hear the disdain in his voice, but at this point, I didn't give a fuck. "He's gone, Aiden. I can't fucking feel him. I felt the cord snap." "You're not making any sense, Nate. Who is gone?" "Acheron." I heard something crash in the background before he spoke. "Your demon is gone?" "Yes. I need you and Alan here. Without my demon, they'll kill Ayra."