Novel & Cerita Demon Mother

“What happened, I’ve been trying to call you.” The young woman smiled, “Sorry mom. I guess I was somewhere else.” “Hmm.” June folded her arms over her chest. “I know that you won’t tell me anything about what’s going on. But you must know that whatever it is, I’m never going to like it.” Ava let out a sigh; she closed her eyes for a moment, “There was a demon on the property.” “Did Azrael take care of it,” asked her mother with worry all over her face.

Marline must surely know who her mama was and how she died. ''But… but… this was the same mark I saw on my mama before she died. Do you know my mama? '' The demon asked with tears in her eyes. ''Who was your mama?'' Marline asked, confused. ''My mama is known as the blonde haired witch in the demon clan.'' The demon replied. Marline was shocked to her bones. 'Could it be the blonde haired lady she knew?' ''Is your mother's name Jin mi?'' Marline asked with all curiosity.

He let go of my shoulder and stared off into the distance. I could see how much it hurt him to say it. “What secret?” I asked quietly. There was nothing unusual about Mom that I knew. “Your mother… she wasn’t one of us, Amara. She was a demon. A pureblood demon.” My lips trembled in shock—confused, terrified, and unable to believe it. I stood up, shaking my head. No way. My brain refused to accept that my mom was a demon. “Papa, that can’t be true.” I laughed nervously, but soon it turned into sobs. I felt like I was losing my mind.

My legs gave way and I sank to the floor. "I'm coming Verena. I'm not going to let you down again." I sighed. My mother was coming. I just needed her to hold me. I just wanted to go home.

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

he pointed at me as his midnight wings began to walk it's way out of his back. I was shocked and I shook my head at him. "I don't know you! What do you want from me dark beast!" I spat at him. "Go to hell. You shall not have my daughter" my mother said protectively as he began to walk towards us. Before I could say a word, the demon launched for my mother, closing the distance between us and grabbing my mother by the neck. I stood petrified as he took my mother of the ground, her feet dangling in the air.

The demon's dark energy could be felt. In fact I had many doubts about doing this spell. Was it safe to raise this demon from hell inside pack territory? I remember my late mother's warnings. "The Saetani was a very vengeful demon that was wronged. Like a cancer it will devour and destroy anything in its path." My mind replayed my mother's exact words. Well that's why I had a back up for extra protection. The bracelet on my wrist was a protective charm I could use to protect myself from this demon. If the case needed to be and the demon went out of control, she wouldn't attack me. I would be protected.

she murmured. “And you’re wondering if I can answer them?” he smiled. “Well… yeah. If you don’t mind.” “It depends on the question.” She hesitated, then asked, “Are you aware of the demon that was in my home?” “I was.” “It posed as my mother.” “I know.” “It said my mother was dead.” Her voice broke. “Don’t concern yourself with what demons say,” he said gently. “They are known to lie.” “I’ve heard that.” She lowered her gaze. “But my question still stands.”

"The world has been torn apart by two brothers, The only demons to exist after their mother - Leela Bloodmond - was killed by their elder son, Jacob Bloodmond. Many believe the notorious mother killer Demon-Alpha is going to rule the planet if he wins. Making everyone's life, a living hell. Humans seek more support from each other to take down this beast and his notable alliances.

An evil so black and malicious, holds my eyes corruptively, frightening my very soul as her wicked lips twitch and part to expel her ominous contempt. ‘Let’s pour more light on it, shall we?’ She begins to lean in, making me squirm to get away. I try to call out to Zorien many times but it seems he’s unable to see, feel, or hear me at all. In my panicking fit, the female Demon who I presume to be the Queen Mother I’ve heard so much about from the pointy tips of a crown I see atop her hair, touches my chin and bears her malignant smile right against my face.