Demon Piggy Novels & Stories

Although it was very loud, Marlin was not shocked at all as she had expected this. “How long have you noticed?” Marlin asked the demon sitting on the floor. She dispelled her concealing spells and showed herself in front of the demon. “Since the moment you entered Britney’s mind.” The demon answered. The demon had horns so huge that they were bigger than his head and curled twice. His eyes were glowing yellow and his body was dark violet with mysterious markings all over. Nearby, Marlin could see rotting corpses and skeletons of various races. Perhaps Marlin was used to the smell, but it did not smell as bad as it looked.

His body was completely black, and he was covered in fur. Suddenly, the piglet opened his eyes. He parted his lips and murmured, “The primitive inscriptions are almost complete.” The piglet used to be a human on Earth during the 21st century. He was a gangster who engaged in criminal activities, including pornography, gambling, and drugs. Ultimately, he got himself into a lot of debt. He went abroad for a high-paying job, which required him to engage in fraud. Eventually, he was no longer able to provide value to his company, so they killed him and sold off his organs.

were an extreme insult. “Aren’t you a fleshy pig? I see you’re hairless and fleshy. If you’re not a fleshy pig, what are you then? A hairless pig?” “You... You’re insulting pigs!” After saying that, the pig demon seemed to discover that something was wrong with that sentence. Then, it arrogantly said, “I tell you what, human brat. I alone am the honored treasure-hunting pig. I can tell if it’s the Stardew Fruit from a whiff with my nose.”

"How—? What—" "It's a portal," He says in his usual bored drawl, it snaps out of my stupor. "I got that. I mean how did one just appear in front of us." Wrath rolls his eyes and walks on. I had to jog to catch up with his long strides. "I'm a demon, Dovey. If I have to say it a third time we're going to have a problem." "We already had a problem when you kidnapped me," I bit out. He eyed me from the corner of his eyes, his lips curling up in an amused smirk but he didn't say anything. Good. Because if he did, I was going to punch him in the throat. Demon or not.

Demons live longer than humans and most things that can kill a human won’t kill a demon. It still hurts all the same. I look around the room as best as I can. No one is here, where’d she go? I try wiggling myself but I only end up making myself feel like an idiot. Mock laughter comes from the door. “You look like an idiot.” She says. I instantly still myself and curse internally. “You did say u were into kinky things, is this one of them?” I motion to my arms with my head. “Tie and ride huh?” I wiggle my brows.

Once again congratulations on becoming a demon. Ban: Ahhh. I totally forgot about that. Demons are long lasting creatures and not to mention the fact that I might really have to take- take over the Avere- -- ( Ehhh???... why am I feeling so dizzy all of a sudden??.. I can't keep my eyes open. My hearing is bad too. What is happening?) ''BAN? BAN? BANNNnnnnn.......''

The paladin’s eyes look at the men who remained standing, but they’re all tongue tied as they remember what Gautbert spoke before they met the paladins. “ There remains the only witness of the tragedy. No one will ever speak of the things that happened, even the fact that the lady was left as a bait. If you do so, I will all have you permanently working as my men and you will never go back doing those hideous orders at the guild.” “ The lady was eaten by the demons.” The bushes kept hindering her escape, even if she tried to hide herself or remain quiet the smell of blood would always lure the demons to her. Thanks to the bastard who shot her, the thick blood on her shoulder was a perfect ap

For some odd reason, Cent felt that she saw that pair of eyes already and thought that she immediately scratched. “I don’t know who Mariposa is. But that wings are not butterfly wings. They are a demon’s wings.” Her jaws hitting the floor, Cent failed to load the information. But one question popped into her chaotic mind. Am I a demon, then? Wait, demons are real? So do angels? And vampires? And werewolves? “Yes, you are. You are Maleficent the Glutton, the only child of Beelzebub the Glutton. My one and only child.”

Deep down it was a weird silence beyond the border and her own adrenaline could tell something was not right. A pair of black smoke appeared infront of Iris' eyes. They were men with dark red skin and two, long horns growing out of their forehead and wore long robes commonly used in cults. She can smell the sulfur out of them, these men are demons. Her hatred for them is still there in her heart and all she wanted was to kill them. Pointing the gun to their way ready to shoot if one of them makes a move on her. "Greetings, human. My name is Passadio and this is Futurio we have come to see the little human our master will meet soon." The twin demons have short hair and she can tell the differ

“This is from my foster parents who had killed a demon. This was from the demon they killed. Magical bows are from the demons like elves more specifically.” “Well, someone had gifted it to me. I don’t know where it came from but it must be from a demon then.” “How was your work today, Blue? You must be careful when you are on a mission.” Miranda tells Blue, spreading some jam on the sliced bread. “It was tiring. We found out that demons who cross over are a little powerful. Their forms are weirdly shuffled.” “Abyss...” Miranda mumbled. “Well, I ask you be careful whenever. If you need help, don’t hesitate to ask us.”