Demon Physiology Novels & Stories

Tapping a button on my phone, light brightens the room, Liam’s figure filling the doorway, blocking the space beyond. Perching on the edge of the desk, I wait for him to enter. To speak. To knock me back into the unforgiving surface and drive a dagger into my heart. Or even his dick into my core. That would be preferable to the knife. Despite what many think of demons, we aren’t actually dead, not really. Our souls belong to the devil, but our bodies are held in a suspension of life, something like a purgatory. It means, like any other creature, we can die, we can procreate, we need nourishment. We’re not as different as the other creatures of the world may think. But lore is strong when you

Alex said Grace sighed and rubbed her forehead “Alright. How do I put this? Okay, it is this way. There is a spirit or demon if you prefer in Annabelle right now and she is too weak to fight it. The longer the demon stays in her, the more life he draws from her and her energy is unique. She is hybrid. It is feeding off her life force. If we try to take out the demon without it being in a body, due to the amount of life it has drawn from Anna, it would be impossible. So we either kill it in her and she is too weak to heal from that, we all know this or we remove it and put it in someone else so that the energy of that person’s life force would disrupt the energy the demon took from Anna and t

Angelic Demon episode 14 A phone call interrupted the sad atmosphere. They were all sitting on an arm chair in Roderigo's room. Hands on their cheeks, tapping their feet closely, they were too worried to go home. There is a killer on loose. This was not there first time working overnight so it was not a big deal to them. The last time they worked overnight was when an antique was stolen in a museum. The collected who reported the incident got killed as well as other people. The investigation lasted for months and they all lost something very valuable to the killer. The thought of losing again made them shiver.

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?"

He holds out his hands, so I take them, trying not to think about how much larger they are compared to mine. "You should know that I find touching you abhorrent," I mutter. All I can think about is how many people have lost their lives to these hands. "I don't care what you're feeling, as long as it's something," he says. "Now. Try to relax. Concentrate on the connection between us." Releasing a long breath, I let my eyes flutter closed. Being a Demon is unique, it's special. It doesn't matter what most people say, I know that deep down, and through that, it allows me to connect to other's like me. Which is why I don't shy away from the connection between Keo and I.

"They are called the Demons' Vessels. I told you that if there is one of them, there will be a double. A Feralis forms a contract with a demon and they will become their vessel, and gain abilities other than wielding elements." "What are those abilities?" I asked, a bit more curious as I replied what the woman I . . . dealt with before her last breath. What wasn't working on me? "The abilities to bend darkness and shadows, control bodies and minds," Morris explained, gesturing her hands in the air like she was controlling a puppet by strings. "Some of them have poisonous bodies and skins literally like invincible armors. Some can even control dead people." "I see." I looked down at the expan

She looked at Aaron and he shook his head. “Not exactly. Demon possession exists obviously, but when it does, the demon is too much for the human vessel that it burns through the body in a matter of days. This is different. There are some demons born into a vessel, where one or both parents have that demon bloodline,” he rubbed his face, “Like I said it was just a myth but basically a demon and human can’t possess one vessel at once for a significant time. The demon either sends the human part crazy or burns humanity right out of existence. They are meant to be soldiers in the wars between good and evil or something.” I stared at him while he was talking about all this, trying to wrap my hea

"Blood is power. You're half-demon and half-human; if you allow yourself to become a demon, that's what you'll become. If not, then you'll stay human and live a human life." "What do I need to do to become a demon?" "Kill." He said it in the same tone as if he was talking about cleaning your nails or trimming a horse's tail. "Kill?" A ghost of a smile flitted across Argadon's face-a slow, lazy, sinister smile. "Not just kill, no. You'll have to murder with your own hands, slowly tormenting your victims, delighting in their terror; drinking their lives like wine and breathing in their deaths like smoke."

He did a good deed—why should my demon be tortured for it? Eli explained, "The Administration is extremely strict with demons. Being contracted isn't enough—they also have to be registered. But you didn't know Morgan was a demon before, and we hadn't had time to tell you, so there was no registration. "Without registration, they probably treated him as a wild demon. After all, every part of a demon's body is rare medicinal material. Keeping a demon alive might pose a threat to society—but once dead, their organs can be sold, and even their bones can be used as medicine…"

After being absorbed into Caspian’s sea of consciousness, the Gates of Hell emitted a powerful gravitational force that sucked it in. The next moment, a bone-chilling chewing sound came out, just like a fierce beast chewing bones. But this was not what Caspian needed to pay attention to. At this time, he closed his eyes and focused, quickly infusing the vigor of Nine Sufferings Demonic Monk into his limbs and bones. Every fiendish demon must contain a strong vigor. This was because the vicious demon was invisible. It needed to absorb the vigor of countless creatures to form a body. Therefore, the higher the fiendish demon's realm and strength, the stronger the vigor in his body would be.