Demon Hunter Novels & Stories

"Argh!!!" Lucas and Debbie were looking for treasure and suddenly, they heard a few terrible screams that would make one have a numbing sensation over their scalps. He activated the Mind's Eye and noticed there was a demon! The tens of Genetic Fighters bumped into a demon and that demon was engulfed in fire. His head had a pair of horns and was holding onto a giant ax. The sight of it sent shivers down their spines.

She looks around, completely unfazed by the thirty or so huge, jacked bikers surrounding her. “I’m looking for a… Damon Montague,” she says, checking a small slip of paper. My eyebrows shoot up, and I glance at Devil, who’s now glaring at the girl. “The fuck you want with him?” he growls. His voice is threatening, but the girl couldn’t care less. “None of your fucking business,” she says, matching his tone. Damn. Girl’s got balls. Devil has a nasty rep... almost as bad as mine. His name wasn’t given to him for fun. The methods he uses for killing or ‘talking’ aren't jokes.

He looked at my claws; then into my eyes; he didn’t see any mercy; he saw the demon. “Stop!” he screamed; his eyes shut, slowly opening to look into my cold ones; “I’ll tell you; I’ll tell you where it is!” My hand stopped just inches from his heart poking his chest; the demon growled with disappointment; the wolf smiled with satisfaction. “Hmm,” I lowered my hand; I leaned in close to him. “That’s better.”

The wind above the dungeon didn’t help my wounds at all, I covered myself with an item of clothing used by the one I strangled. I found an old hut inside Domlur and decided to go in to treat my wounds and to find an exit to this place. I sat on the ground and ripped my sleeves and tried to stop the bleeding by lightly tapping the cloth against my scraped flesh. Come to think of it, I’ve seen a lot of male werewolves but not female werewolves. I am into hunting for so long but I have never once hunted a woman. I tried to look outside; it may seem like a normal day with people walking around but this is all a façade.

Only because he is a fallen angel, everything is full of sad … But that fallen angel had one chance in life that she was given. The roots of the law controversy go all the way back to the fallen angel, Lucifer. He became a corrupt shadow of his former self - a fallen angel trusted neither by Heaven nor Hell. Demon awaiting the Fallen Angel Shaher's revival was killed in battle at the Hall of Corruption by Alphonse. While not a Fallen Angel in the formal sense, it's depressed price relative to the growing fundamental case for silver makes it worth considering.

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.

I still couldn't make out what he looked like, the hood was drawn too far over his face. I felt the cold metal of his gun press against my forehead. "You're going to die now, just like your little friend Allison." He spoke coldly. I felt dread consume me. This man here was the real murderer. He had killed Allison not Nate. I could feel the desperate thumping of my heart against my chest as he placed his finger on the trigger. This was it. I was going to die. I closed my eyes waiting for it to happen; to hear the gun fire, to smell the gun powder. I waited to feel the searing pain. But the pain would last only for a second. Then I'd feel nothing. Forever.

The guards who I sent the message came so fast that I thought he ran to the demon alpha. "Come with me ma'am" he said. ********* Damion I couldn't sleep, I've become so aggrieved and everyday I couldn't stop planning how I would bring the down the demon alpha. It's not only about Jessy and about my father that he killed but it's all about restoring the glory and dignity of our pack. Because of what happened to me I became a mockery. All the packs around heard of it and I was tagged a dummy. I was so angry that if I hadn't had to discipline myself I would have called for war. I wasn't even so angry at any of them because it's not their fault but the fault of the one who humilated me. I've bec

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 tears falling like a stream down his face. “No Ben, you need to understand, your father lied to me this whole time. I had no idea who I truly was until I left the academy. Ben my mother was a demon. I am only half human… half hunter. The other half of me is demon. Not just any demon, I am a founding member of the underworld. “Darren knew Ben, he knew everything. But he wanted to use me for his own benefit.”