Demon Puppy Novels & Stories

Dominic had asked and looked at me. "Hellhounds are black demon dogs cloaked in black smokey gas that takes the shape of a dog and has red eyes. They gather the souls for me when it's time to take them to the afterlife," Jippies explained. "They are perfectly harmless unless a malicious soul doesn't follow the rules; Hellhound will chase them down until they surrender." "Then do you mean a hellhound was going against you and chased this woman?" Jippies nods his head at my question. "I raised those Hellhounds since they were pups. To think a wild Hellhound left the Demon Realm to chase a human when her time isn't up yet. It's strange indeed."

Didn’t dare slow down. But as she leapt over a pit, her footing slipped. She crashed to the ground, scrambling up only to find herself surrounded again. The demons smiled darkly. "Unmask. Now. Or die." "Go to hell," Jo spat. "We are from hell," they chuckled. Suddenly, a howl split the sky — clear, piercing, powerful. The demons froze. "We don’t have time. The puppies are coming," one muttered. A blur of white and black slammed into them — Dante.

Sanac began backing up, but Omar and Alani stopped him. “Who are you?” Trisha demanded. Suddenly, the glitter was gone, and the demon turned into a beautiful woman with long, dark brown hair. She smiled and looked at the pups, shaking her head. “No one has ever found me out before. How did you do it?” She asked, chuckling lightly. “We know a bad person when we see one,” Polly said. “Who are you?” Trisha asked again. The others were speechless. How did the pups figure out that the demon was an imposter when none of them had?

“You know there are demons over ten thousand years old, right? They like to keep to themselves and are rarely seen, but they exist. Compared to them, I’m nothing. In the demon realm, you’re still considered a youngling.” “Regardless, you’re still old.” His lips twitched up in a smile. “You do realize that my demon had already begun growing even before I was born, right?” “Either way, you’re still old.” “Yet you’re the one who still wants to fuck me.” “Maybe I like ‘em older.” “It’s a possibility,” he agreed. “So, don’t go feeling too special.” “No one could ever accuse me of that.” “Hey, wanna head home?” “What’s in it for me?”

As I navigate my way from the shelter to where the egg is I check my status. [status] Species: Lesser Demon(0/20){Uncommon} Exp:0/10 HP:120 CON: 10 (1 CON= 10HP) DEF:53 DEX:9 (1DEX= 5 DEF) ATK:25 STR:7 (1 STR= 3 ATk) MP: 20 INT:4 (1INT= 5MP) [Skills: Absorb(C), Stealth(R), Enhanced(R), Calm down(U)]

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.

They would be on their knees crawling towards him by then, croaking out “Help! Please! I need water!” There’d be a moment when they would look away from him and when they’d look back Blood would be kneeled at their side, sipping on the glass in Young’s place. What little strength they had was used to scoot back but they’d back into a wall, finding themselves suddenly trapped in a cell with the Demon still sipping on his glass of ice cold lemonade that seemed to never empty. The heat never left them, somehow worse than when they were actually in the sun.

But if it helps him feel better. I gape at one of the males who is rather large, also dark skinned and wearing a collar that’s attached to a chain leash. He’s naked, but that’s hardly surprising. Vampires keep their human pets and their slaves naked as an additional measure of humiliation. The female holding the leash is wearing a large black glove which tells me it's all silver. The enemy of both shifters and vampires alike. *Ohh no, ohhh no,* Lucy shouts, as we hone in on the male’s features.

“I detest everything about you and if you must die for you to be quiet, then so be it.” I shift into my half-form, letting my cat surge to the surface. The time for talk has ended, this has gone on long enough. He also shifts, a dark mass rising from his skin to hover threateningly over him. Looking into the red eyes in those shadows makes my blood run cold. “The demon wolf.” My mind supplies immediately, even though it is my first time seeing him. I shake my head to rid it of the confusion and with a snarl, I gather my soldiers and attack.

he said, his voice unwavering. He worked for hours, chanting incantations and drawing intricate symbols on the talisman. And as he finished, he placed it in my hands, his eyes meeting mine. "This talisman will protect you from the Demon werewolf's charm," he said. "But be warned, it is not foolproof. You must still be vigilant, and never let your guard down." "Do not underestimate the Demon werewolf," he warned. "He is one of the most powerful and cunning creatures in all of the supernatural realm. His charm is strong, and he can manipulate even the strongest-willed individuals."