Demon Killers Novels & Stories

I answered coolly. He strutted across the room and went to stand in a glass window where the outside showed a good angle of the veranda and the Winner Family pool. He smiled, pleased over something that he saw. I wondered what it was then. What is advantageous of being a demon is that we get to read another person's mind. We can use it for or against them. But before an angel, we are helpless. It is either they have barriers in their too-holy brains or they are just dead on imagination. I prefer to think it is the latter.

He bitterly laughed, "It is. Most of them don't survive from the pain." I frowned, "But I thought demons were immortal." "They are in a way, but the pain of rejection and of course, the Gods can kill us. We live a long life, but also we can die" "So if a God attacks you, you'll die?" Lukas chuckled, staring back at me, "Why? Will you be praying to God for it?" I shook my head. Just the thought of someone hurting Lukas didn't sit right with me. It felt like someone was twisting a knife inside me. I blinked back at the image.

He tilted her face up to his. "You want to know what you're asking for?" His voice was low, controlled, but she could feel the tension in his fingers."I killed two men tonight. I'll kill more tomorrow. People are going to come looking for me. And if they find you—" He stopped. Swallowed."I don't get to keep things. Every time I've.." She cut him off. Her lips brushed the corner of his mouth—not a kiss, exactly. A question. "I'm not a thing," she whispered.

I yell, hoping I’m loud enough. “Hurry up. We need to talk!” Devil’s voice calls from the other side. Of course it has to be my brother. Just my luck. “How bad would it be if Devil found out about this?” I ask Killer, giving him a sideways glance. “Bad,” he replies simply. Yeah, well. Fuck. “Fantastic,” I mutter. I rinse off quickly and step out, giving Killer a chance to do the same. I towel off and scramble together an outfit... black ripped shorts and a short, dark grey tank top. Simple as always.

Only now they stood in front of her with no Jason to shield her, much more than four: two huge Dragonid demons with their slinking scorpion-like bodies and their gaping, barbed mouths, a phalanx of Moloch demons, flames gaping from their eyeless sockets, and more Tracker demons, tentacles flailing in the air. "Demons," Maddie said, rooted to the spot in fear "They're everywhere" "Nothing we can't handle" Ayesha said and drew two more daggers from her belt with a grunt. The demons hissed at the sight of it, but they didn't back down. Cassie unsheathed a Celestial Sword, her kaleidoscopic eyes blazing with fury. "Maddie," she said "Get behind me" As Maddie moved to stand behind Cassie, one Tra

Their eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, and their movements were swift, almost too fast to track. The air crackled with energy as the newcomers launched their attack. The demon forces, though vast and well-prepared, were thrown into disarray as the eight demons tore through their ranks with ruthless efficiency. The palace, once a symbol of vampire power, was transformed into a battlefield of chaos and bloodshed.

"We are demons itself." "Demons live in hell, not amongst humans—dumbass!" I fired. "I really do wish you were a demon so you'd burn so badly in hell." "Be careful what you—" "Ronan!" Emilia interrupted. She nodded her head over to Killian and we once again returned our gaze to the Boss.

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

Such an ungentlemanly fellow ! "what are you?" she asked the lingering question in her head. "You don't look human" "I'm not" "Then what are you?" she pressed. He gave her one of his smirks as he smacked his fangs, "what do you think?" Arianna thought for a while, "A demon?" Damian laughed, "how would you know? Ever encountered one before?" Arianna shook her head, she hasn't but it felt like he was, "then what are you?"

Dennis said. “And have them strike again? What if it’s one of our children they take in the future? Or start killing serially?” Delilah asked Dennis. “See, if you’re not comfortable doing this with me, I completely understand. You can go back now before we get to the dungeons.” “Shut up, I’m not a wimp.” Dennis said as they continued to run, the priests behind. Suddenly they were surrounded by a group of people— demon people. “They are snapping! They are so huge!” One of the priests said.