Demon Murmur Novels & Stories

Its eyes glowed with an eerie, green light, and its fur was matted and unkempt. Rorik and Lyra recognized the creature immediately. It was a demon, a being of great power and darkness that had not been seen in the forest for many generations. Ziva's heart sank as she realized the full implications of their discovery. The demon was the source of the sickness that had been spreading through the forest, and it was clear that it posed a grave threat to the safety and well-being of all the forest's inhabitants. As they watched, the demon stirred and lifted its head. Its eyes locked onto the trio, and it let out a deafening roar that shook the very ground beneath their feet.

The trio spread out, each taking a defensive stance, ready to face the horrors that awaited them. Suddenly, the ground trembled beneath their feet, and a swirling vortex of darkness materialized before them. From its depths emerged the first demon, a towering beast with jagged horns and eyes that burned with an unholy fire. Its skin, as black as the abyss, seemed to ripple with raw power. With a roar that sent shivers down their spines, the demon lunged at Marcus, its claws slashing through the air. Marcus, with his werewolf agility, evaded the attack and retaliated with a swift, powerful strike.

Glancing down at his shirt that had ridden up she could make out boot prints on his chest and burn marks on his side. "What on earth happened to you," she muttered. "I kicked his ass," a gravelly voice sounded with a bit of humor. Sophia turned and screeched seeing a huge frightening-looking demon standing in the doorway. Sophia's single eye widened at the gray colored skinned, black horned creature with blood-red eyes and huge leathery wings.

“It’s quiet, even if the demons are asleep, I should be able to hear their breathing.” “Wow, you can hear the demons breathings?” Rasmus asked shocked and Edward stared at him with a raised eyebrow. “You can’t?” he asked and Rasmus shook his head immediately. Edward sighed, “our powers really drained in you people. I can hear a demon’s breathing just as I can hear their heartbeats and their blood swimming in their veins.” Rasmus pouted, yeah, their powers really drained in them, how cool would it be to be able to hear those? “But right now, I hear nothing, not a single breathing or a single heartbeat. It’s possible if may be the demons that resides here had traveled to their kingdom, it’s ab

I screamed, lunging out of the bed. I was on the floor beside him in a second. He was gasping, his mouth open but no air seemed to be going in. His eyes were rolled back, showing only the whites. I grabbed his shoulders, shaking him, my hands trembling so hard I could barely hold on. "Demetrius, look at me! Breathe! Please, just breathe!" I pressed my ear to his chest. His heart... it wasn't right. It wasn't the steady drum I had listened to last night. It was fast, shallow, and then it would stop entirely for a terrifying second before starting again with a jagged jump.

Revealing a new chamber pulsing with red light. And in the center of the chamber… A heartbeat. Not metaphorical. Literal. A massive, suspended organ pulsing with veins of black and blue, thumping slow and heavy shaking the walls with every beat. Lola’s blood went cold. “Oh my God…” she whispered. Jayden stared, stunned. “That’s impossible.” Mirror-Jayden’s fading echo whispered through the corridor: “Not everything in the Doom Room is human. Some things… are older.” The heartbeat thudded harder.

The scent of the demon was stronger now, a sharp, acrid odor that filled the air. The demon stood in the center of the hut, unmoving, like a grotesque statue. Claud approached it slowly, every sense on high alert. He reached out, his fingers brushing against the demon’s cold, unyielding flesh. For a moment, it remained lifeless, and then suddenly, a voice echoed through the air, commanding it to attack.

Everything appeared unchanged and alive. But I couldn't say the same for my heart. "Well, daughter, you've created the barrier, so unlock it." Ruth commanded. I complied, chanting with all my might until the barrier shattered. "That's my girl." Ruth praised as she moved past me with the demon. I sighed. "Fuck." the demon growled. "What troubles you, demon?" Ruth said, panic creeping into her voice. "Ahm... I don't know. Something feels off in my heart." he muttered, kneeling and clutching his chest.

was over. The Quiet Room. Elara hit a hard, cold floor. She didn't feel asphalt. She felt Tile. The air was sterile, smelling of ozone and expensive cologne. The roar of the cassette player was gone, replaced by the soft, rhythmic beep, beep ,beep of a heart monitor. She opened her eyes.

The sound echoed through the corridor like distant thunder trapped beneath the labyrinth floor. Several demons hesitated. Only for a moment. But it was enough to confirm what I had already begun to suspect. They heard it too. One of the creatures near the back of their line glanced over its shoulder toward the darkness behind them. Fear flashed across its glowing eyes. Demons were not creatures that frightened easily. Whatever was moving deeper in the labyrinth had their attention. The vibration came again. Closer now. Something heavy was moving through the maze. The stone walls trembled faintly as the sound rolled through them.