Demon Mama Novels & Stories

I announced the last sentence proudly then looked back at the bunch of the vampires standing in the conference room. "Ok, everyone takes back their seats because the meeting is taking place. I will be volunteering from the side of the demons as their demon queen while my father will be acting as what he is." I announced " Let the meeting begin. Tell me what happened so we can move on further and get to work on these matters."

His men reported to him that the woman refused to be bought over for questioning on the reason for her visit. Gama told them to get rid of the woman if she wanted things the hard way, but that evening only one out of 20 of his minions returned to tell the tale of how the demoness burned everyone to ashes when they attempted to seize her. Gama was stunned after listening to the details. Apparently the so-called demoness possesses a rare flame, but the scariest part was how once a tiny flame of hers had touched anyone or anything, until they turned to ashes, the frame couldn't be put out.

Nyles said helplessly. Anastasia shuddered inwardly. She had heard all about that man. The demon wolf who had an insatiable taste for blood and death. They also said he had connections to the human world–a place her people have been forbidden to go because it was a place where they were worshipped–humans worshipped Faes whom they call Fairy. Offerings were given to them by these humans and the Faes thrive on this offerings. The people of her kingdom was highly protected, for they were the highest species in the Lorea Empire. Faes were also not allowed to step out of Vilinski for fear that the demon wolf was lurking around. And also because of most of them, no all of them, fear that they will

Even Guardian Yvonne failed to understand, how they acquired such transformational powers, under the Watchers' nose. I kept going back to Chemora from time to time, to try and see if I could get inside, but somehow, I always got chased back because those Dark Mages never let go of a single opportunity of hunting us down. On the other hand, with every passing day, my dreams kept growing stronger. They became more and more vivid and it was almost always about my father. " This one was tough. " Xen dusted his hands off after we got rid of the Mage, located at the eastern cemetery.

With her step back she began to growl lowly at me, she did not like that. "Veronica." She whispered. I felt some disappointment within me, a small part of me had truly thought she was Cassandra, but no. So who was this girl? Veronica? This was Veronica. Notorious killer and feared by many. I felt sickened, I felt the disgust seep into my expression. I was mated to a monster. "You're monster! You're demon!" I hissed out, completely appalled, why on earth was I of all people mated with her?

“Nothing lives under dirt and wood.” The youngest slid off her mat and knelt, ear pressed to the floor. She smiled faintly. “It’s been awake for a long time,” she said. “It was just waiting for Mama to stop screaming.” The floor shuddered. A low thump echoed upward, slow and deliberate — a heartbeat too deep to belong to any living thing. Dust drifted from the rafters. The fire dimmed, shrinking as if starved. The eldest staggered back. “What did she do?” he shouted, not sure who he was asking.

Mom asked in a cracking voice. "It is quite obvious that he has been possessed by that witch," Camile spat out. "She is not a witch. Her real name is Gina Blake, and you all know her as Emelia, my kids' mother. So you should be mindful of how you disrespect her," I screamed out, but this only worsened it as both mom and Camila lashed out on me. "Enough!" Grandfather's thick voice echoed across the room. He had been seated quietly with his head rested on his cane.

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.

I asked. The demon nodded and approached the border of the pentagram. "With your mother..." he said, his eyes ice-blue, cold, mocking. "That blonde girl?" he looked at Martha. "Yes. I was a bit too much for her in my true form." "Motes of Darkness probably didn't help either," I agreed. The demon smiled at me again. "So why did you call me...son? Do you want to get a sister, perchance? From the black-haired one?"

He replied and I suddenly felt coldness in my body. "Since you are the only Demon, I like most, not even your mother. I can kill her and you know" He replied and that hurt like a bee sting. My Daddy don't love my mummy, she is a Demon sex slave to my Daddy and currently, she is on errand for him. She is like the puppet of all Demons even if she is more than five thousand years old. She only possessed the power to disappear. If not for my Daddy, she will be treated like trash in the family by other Demons because the stronger the power the stronger the respect.