Novel & Cerita Demon Hunter On My Side

I dive to the side, narrowly avoiding the demon’s magic, and grip my weapon. “Caleb!” Fighting the demon alongside Adrian’s wolf and Annastasia’s raven, Caleb follows the sound of my voice. I throw my silver dagger—its use intended to capture the demon—and he catches it with a similar tendril of his own, only it’s the same colour as his eyes. I’ve never seen his succubus side before; it’s utterly breathtaking. Smoky tendrils burst from his back, lashing around him and colliding with the demon’s. One of Caleb’s tendrils catches the demon on the cheek, and dark blood surfaces like tar. With his magic holding everyone else at bay, the demon touches the blood trickling down his face and snarls.

“Do not be afraid, Damian. I can’t hurt you since I’m a part of you.” I raised an eyebrow. “A part of me?” “Yes. I may be your demon side but I am just as kind as you.” “I don’t believe you!” I spat with venom. “Please don’t be scared or angry. I thought of hiding in your head due to my appearance.” Now I understood who he was!

“It looks like frostbite or something. You have holes. Like skewers or claws, maybe. I’ve never seen . . . what did this?” “Demon,” I said, and the running demon appeared at my side as if summoned. I shrieked. “What?” The demon was close, only a few inches away. Its eyes seared into mine, and I had to force myself to keep my attention on the road. The demon reached for me. My muscles contracted. “On your left! Kick it, kick it!” Reed Taylor didn’t need to be told twice. He kicked spastically at the demon, connecting with it once or twice.

Lenox laughs at us and pats our upper arms before he happily hops out of the ring of fire. Once he's far enough, I slam the door shut with such strength the fucking windows shatter. The demon hunter looks at me in horror, gulping down each breath he's trying to take. Luciano places his hand on my chest to stop me. "Easy, my friend, we're in this together, remember? Our kiddos might be murderous maniacs, but we have enough manners to at least say hi before we start gutting that motherfucker, don't we?"

“I won’t suck you dry after I fuck you.” Oh, boy. What crass words. “Then what the hell are you?” I intended to clarify it quickly. Better now than any other day, right? “Hm, you said so yourself. I came from Hell, An..dre..ahh.” He released his right hand from my waist and then stroked his thumb along my parted lips. He licked his own to wet it, no doubt desperate and eager to claim my mouth. And I happen to like seeing it. “I am a demon," he said, his voice without humor, telling me he was just joking. My world immediately shrunk.

Tommy didn’t believe me, of course. Who would? I had to beg him. My friend shrugged and promised to wait in our chambers until I dealt with the problem. The issue was resolved the same night. I simply summoned the hunter. As hellhounds weren’t simple dogs, hunters weren’t simple demons. He appeared almost immediately, looking at me with his blood-red eyes. He was tall, gangly, and reminded me of a cellar spider. In the cloud smoke which hid his features he seemed clumsy and awkward—if you didn’t know how fast and deadly he could be.

Then I was being pushed into his arms, and through the tunnel I saw flecks of gold. The tunnel receded, and I brushed myself off. “Thanks,” I gasped, and then I turned to face the fray again. I was aware of a hundred separate fights, all happening side by side. And then, with a roar, Gedeon led the rogues over to our side of the field. “He’s on our side,” I hissed over to Samyak. “Really?” He yelled, as his fist connected with the face of a hunter. Samyak threw their limp body to the ground, and then swung around with an uppercut to the next human in line.

The Hunter said as he swung his Silver metal baton back and forth Slowly approaching Daemon who was on the ground breathing hard. “It’s...... not (coughs) over yet” The hunter laughed at his feeble attempt to stand up then dodged a claw from the now awake Gwen, He swung his baton she dodged it neatly but couldn’t dodge the kick that followed which sent her flying to Daemon’s side.

He has managed to treat and bandage his upper body and is about to head out of my bedroom when I stop him. “Are you going to be okay?” He smiles. He’s genuinely amused by my question. In fact, he’s laughing at me. “I’m a demon,” he reminds me. “The wounds will heal overnight.” I nod. His smile fades and he gives me one last look before leaving my bedroom. *** After a rough night of tossing and turning, I manage to get only a few hours of sleep. I climb out of bed reluctantly and get cleaned up before heading downstairs to see Annie shuffling around in my kitchen.

“Hunters let me tell you the name of the demon that is finally going to kill you both." Rainn laughed, “Go ahead demon what is your name.” The demon snarled, “My name is Abaddon", and he jumped towards Rainn. They are both in battle and Addie had no idea what was going on or how she was supposed to defend herself. She was in the middle of the battle with no way of getting away. She could see the car and tried to run to it. She caught the attention of one of the demons and he came at her. She ducked and tried to kick him, but he grabbed her foot easily and put her on the ground. She landed hard and the mark on her chest burned a beautiful violet.