Novel & Cerita Demon In The White House

Everyone crouched down at the sound of the gunshots, Tedd hid his wife to be behind him when he took note of the devil standing in the middle of the hall, with a gun in his hand and a look of anger plastered on his face. "I Object!" The demon aka Tyler Bresfort's voice, echoed around the silent hall. "This wedding is so not happening." ________ Tyler's pov The hall was so silent that even if you drop a pin, it'd echo. I could see fear in the eyes of every single soul in that hall. It wouldn't cause them anything to call the cops on me, but guess what? No one wanted to be a Hero- "What do you want?" Said the husband of the bitch of a bride.

When I get into the house I check the time, and I came back just in time to cook lunch. I head to the bathroom and wash up before heading to the kitchen. After I was heading down towards the kitchen when I heard arguing down the hall. I decide to hide and hear what it was about, as I continue to listen it was Damien and his father the Alpha. They were talking about white wolves, and how they were from the moon goddess. My eyes widened in realization that it was Damien who was following me in the woods, I left quietly heading towards the kitchen.

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.

Clea was too shocked to say anything. "You're a descendant of the Goddess Fló. A sworn protector of this town and the towners. A witch that became a demon. Ohalo is awakening the formerly asleep demon energy in you." "Demon?!" Kali exclaimed again. Clea was shaken. She didn't even know what being a Demon meant. There was no way for her to believe it since she didn't even understand. No wonder. It was close to what Kali theorized;

She once again fell for Demon. Life was good. The police tried to find the other killer but they couldn't able to find here. She got vanished into the air. But police insure Demon they are still searching for the killer. The man was behind the bar. After some days At office Demon was working at his office when he heard a knock at his door. "Come in" Demon said and his PA entered his room. "What is it?" Demon asked his PA. "Sir, you have two visitors," His PA said to him nervously.

“I’ve only heard my dad mention the fae once, and this was years ago. He said something about locking them up and to surround the place in iron. “I know they aren’t being kept at White House. I don’t know too much about the vampires government, but I do know that after they hunted the humans down they took over the White House. It’s now the home to all the higher up vamps. I’ve searched that building high and low. I know every hiding spot, crack in the floor, and leaky faucet. My point is if they were there I’d know. “I don’t know if they’re still alive or not. Once my father started to realize I wasn’t ruthless, like him or my sister, he kept me out of the loop. I don’t know half as much as

*Somewhere in Ottawa* The dreaded 100 year demon walked endlessly around the woods. He had no particular place to be at but he had an aim after awakening. His hands were at his back, on his black cloak and his black veins dilated to the surface of his pale skin. Humans suddenly stopped in front of him and he let out a very evil smirk on noticing they had an ulterior motive. "We are just returning with our kill. Please spare our lives" one of them that looked like a hunter said and the rest fell to their knees bowing and begging for pardon

The midwife nodded. "It begins now. And you... you can no longer be hidden. Your power has awakened. The memories follow. Your brother recognizes you. And the demon –" her gaze flicked to Kael "– has touched you. And that changes everything." Kael stared back, tense. "Because now, everyone will know where the last white-winged one is." Silence fell over the room. Heavy, almost physical. Behind Rea, the wings stirred again – not in reality, only in memory. In shadow.

When they burst into the main chamber, Dominic's blood ran cold. The demon had fully manifested. It towered fifteen feet tall, made of living shadow and crimson light, with too many eyes and a mouth that opened in directions that shouldn't exist. Around it, Ivy's wolves were fighting desperately, but every time they got close, the demon's mere presence sent them flying. Ivy stood at the edge of the original circle, bleeding from a dozen wounds, still trying to complete the banishment ritual with Cassandra and Justin. Lucian watched from the altar, amused.

The zoomed-in image revealed the ring the robber had taken from me. His suit was wrinkled, his tie crooked. He looked shattered—unshaven, hollow-eyed. Tears streaked his face, and his gaze was so empty it frightened me. I scrolled and saw a video. A swarm of reporters stopped Samuel from leaving the hospital, and cameras flashed everywhere. "Mr. Terrason, what do you have to say about Ms. Snowden's passing?" "Rumors claim she ran into the accident when she was trying to leave your household. Is it true?"