Demon Mother Novels & Stories

He called out to his daughter Katia to inform her that Gaia was requesting her presence in Demon's room. Hyperion watched his mother, her footsteps purposeful and unwavering as she moved toward the pack house. A sigh escaped his lips, heavy with a mixture of frustration and confusion. What was it about... Demon, this creation of Hades, that made her so determined to ensure his survival? The thought nagged at him, but no answers ever seemed to come. He couldn’t fathom why she was so attached to Demon, why she fought so fiercely for his existence. His mother would only reveal her truths when she felt the time was right—when she thought we were ready to understand.

“She was sent here by our Goddess Selene and the Dragon God Typhon to keep an eye on me.” My mother’s eyes roamed over Demi’s body. I know what she’s thinking, Demi looks nothing like a warrior of the Gods right now. Regardless of my mother’s questioning, she still found her manners and greeted Demi the way a true Luna Queen would. Stepping closer, my mother gently hugged Demi, then leaned back taking her hand in hers.

"So tell me, King Devaro when you you plan on executing that dearest mother of yours" He snapped my attention to his dark reddish eyes, he was dress in a black suit with a red shirt, his chest lost a lot of buttons showing off skin the demoness caressed so lustfully. The demoness are called incubus, sex driven demons. Snapping back to attention I frowned at the intonation of his words. "And what makes you think I plan on taking down my mother's rule?" He laughed wholeheartedly. "Enough with the games Devaro. we both know that your mother is weak, she degrades everyday"

The taller demon bowed slightly. “There have been inquiries from the council again.” My ears perked up immediately. “The same accusation,” the demon continued carefully. “Several bodies have been found drained of blood. They’re suggesting the possibility of rogue demons.” My mother’s quill stopped. Slowly, she set it down. Her voice went ice cold. “My court does not harbor animals.” The demon swallowed. “Of course not, Your Highness.” “Demons do not feed on blood,” she continued calmly. “And they certainly do not drain their victims dry like mindless beasts.”

“She wanted all the demons joined as one with all the other creatures of both worlds. Your mother disliked the wars. That was one thing she detested with the humans. Their constant wars and fighting. When she summoned us, she was quite angry with us. She had a beauty to her anger. She said she saw our destruction causing the end of the worlds and made us stop and create a peace treaty. The other demon realms, they were not afraid of her, they looked at her like a goddess. That being because she was able to summon all these demons at once is something no one could do. Not only that, there was a story about a grand witch that could command the demons. She was that witch or of that line of gran

“I don’t care about what you said about Seraya, I don’t care about your threats, and I don’t care about the games you’re trying to play with me. I need to know why this is happening and I also need to know who is behind it all. Who is the reason why demons like you are crawling everywhere, spreading through the packs, destroying wolves, and breaking the peace that has held for centuries. Who is responsible for all of this? Who is the one behind you!?” The demon stayed silent, and then, almost as if it were mocking me again, Seraya’s mother’s body dropped flat on the bed. Her head rolled to the side, her hair sticking to her bloodied face, and I could see that she was barely conscious. A slow

“Wanna know why I knew your son? Because I am a very close companion to him, so close that he mentioned you to me. He told me that you are staying here for a cause not worth your sufferings.” “Not worth it? Being the queen of Nether World and being the mother of the future heir to the flame throne is worth the pain!” The woman’s face showed the black stripes that symbolized which world she originally came from before the damned demon king used her to spawn for his child. Bright yellow eyes and black stripes along her body – it showed that Damon’s mother was indeed from the shapeshifter clan of the Ambivalent World.

Realization struck her, bending down Mia dragged her mom, crying and shouting. The betrayal stung Mia like a thousand needles piercing her heart. How could her father, the man who had raised her, protected her, and taught her right from wrong, be the one to turn against her now that she needed him the most? Was he also possessed? Was the demon using him as well to take control? Is the demon targeting wolf pack leaders so he can take control of all the wolf clans? Thoughts ran through Mia's mind as she held her mom on the ground.

"I don't like being kept waiting." The high-ranked demon smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I had to be sure you came alone before revealing myself. One can't really trust anyone in this realm. Demons are known for their mischievousness and you are the Prince of Hell, after all." Damon's expression remained impassive, but a hint of irritation flickered in his eyes. "As you can see, I am alone. Now, start talking. Tell me everything you know about my mother's death and my father, the Dark Lord's, involvement in it."