Demon Proof Novels & Stories

“This is where your progress during the Demon Hunter Trials will be recorded. The leaderboard contains everything you need to know. It will be synced to your tracker at all times and within all realms. Lose it and you will be disqualified, effective immediately.” “There are five kinds of demons in total, each ranked from lowest to highest,” Aamon continues, still pacing with his hands behind his back. “The first level are known as fledglings. These demons are not very powerful and can be disposed of with weapons. The second level, however, is resistant to weapons, even silver bullets and blades, and must be eradicated using magical items.

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

"Where are the evidence of your speculations?" She didn't reply to him, but instead, looked away. Yes, she doesn't have an evidence. He would only believe her if she was with an evidence. This only evidence would save him from Roseline. "You can leave if you got no evidence." "I will provide the evidence to you before this week runs out, don't you worry. I am gonna prove to you that Roseline is a demon from another realm. I will prove to you that she isn't a human as you have thought she was."

" The cell was guarded tightly, and there were no passages to escape through. The only way out was the door, and Hagin had been watching it the whole time just now. He would have definitely seen Demon if he had escaped. Yet there had been no sign of Demon, but he was indeed nowhere to be found now. There was only one possibility. Could it have been the noise from just now? Hagin turned to the old man, who said, "Yes, Sir Hagin. Demon was reduced to dust. He's dead." "Y-You did that?" Hagin looked down at his watch. "Eight minutes! You two only took eight minutes to kill Demon. How is that even possible?"

the woman said. I sighed and leaned into the chair, closing my eyes. It was too difficult to be believed. How can she be possessed by a demon? "I will proof it to you tomorrow night. I have the incense that can bring out demons fully," she said. I tilted my head to the side and stared at her coldly. "I hope you're able to prove your claims," I mumbled. She smiled and nodded then walked out. I sighed and wrapped my hand around my burning forehead, wondering why everything was going wrong.

It's our destiny to battled together to protect the only girl we love. I'll do anything to keep Diana by my side. He's gone. How did he do that? What if he possessed the power of a Sacahir demon? The ability to move from one place to another by using his mind. "Fuck! Diana?" I must check her. I swift like a wind and when I open my room, he's inside holding Diana on his arms. "Don't come near us! Let us go! You're a demon, professor Damon!" His dark deep eyes showed with full of grudge.

Ceremony, slap, abuse, blood. He wasn't a human. His demons didn't consume him as he himself was a demon. Remembering everything she again started feeling sick as she wanted to throw up. The restroom's door opened revealing Gareth all ready to go to office. Her eyes welled up as a new form of fear engulfed her senses. She wanted to stay away from that demon. "Feeling well?" He didn't even glance at her for once as he was wearing his wrist watch standing before the dresser. Ava didn't answer as if she stepped down from the bed she would collapse because of lack of strength. She wasn't feeling well.

The door to the room I was, flew open, revealing the demon himself, dressed in his all black glory, he was holding a gun, he looked over at me and smirked, dropping the gun on his table, he walked over to his dresser, taking off his rolled up sleeve suit. "You know this is low right, even for you." I said. "I'll take the risk." His very sweet voice echoed around the room, damn, how I've missed that voice. "Lemme guess, you want to 50 shades of gray me." I said, Sacarsm dripping from my words. He gave a full rich laugh, taking off his pants and sliding on his black joggers. "Hmm, kinda." He said. "Look Tyler, in order to avoid any nonsense in the future, just let me go." I said, although, I k