Demon Scarecrow Novels & Stories

One head was half-destroyed, brain matter leaking out. The moment it locked onto me, eyes glowing that eerie, hungry green. It let out a snarl and lunged. I didn't flinch. Not because of the OP loot my family gave me—this time, I came armed with something better. Right before its jaws hit my throat, I whipped out my secret weapon: A mega-sized chicken drumstick. "Go! Drumstick!" I chucked it. The hellhound stopped mid-lunge, instantly shifting back to its true form—three drooling dogs barreling after the meat.

the demon throws a banana on the ground to slow him down. demon:- now he going to fall on the ground then going to kill him with a bullet. but when crabs enter she can smell bananas on the ground. crab:-, are you that dumb I would fall for such a cheap trick? demon:- I don't wanna play my trick are you, not working, how about you quit this game and let me live? crab:- no I will going to kill you, that's what I want now. demon:- you are such pain.

Such a simple action oozing a dangerous aura. It’s like I summoned him with my thinking, the biggest fear I was talking about. Standing at the end of the hallway. It’s the demon, a beautiful, divine creature. I’m stunned, but I can’t be deceived by this beauty, because I know the motherfucker is just hiding his horns. My family is indeed so scary, very scary, but growing up, what scared me most wasn’t my family at all; it’s this scumbag standing in front of me.

Kiki picked up the other scarf, striped in a riot of color, and placed it around the girl snowman's neck. "Here you go!" Abby handed Kiki a carrot and some red yarn This is for the nose and the lips-." Then she handed the same to her father, who was hard at work on the boy snowman. When they were finished, there were two perfectly decorated snowmen, a girl and a boy, standing in the yard. They even paced twigs in the sides for arms and the branches were so close they looked like they were holding hands. Abby was about to take off her gloves to add to the ends of the twigs, but her father stopped her.

The man fell to the ground, screaming in pain while Ares just rolled his eyes and threw the eyeball on the ground and stomped on it because squatting in front of the man. He grabbed the man by the hair and lifted his head up so they were eye leveled. “I told you I don’t do second chances but you are someone I’ve known for so long so I don’t want to kill you off just like that but if you don’t find a way to get me rid of this demon the next time we meet, I won’t just be taking away your other eye but also your life. Got that?” He pushed the man to the ground as he stood up then turned to Cornelius with a groan.

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

I feel a bone-chilling fear engulfing me slowly and it feels as if I may just pass out. Clenching my fists, I force myself to stay alert. This has just proven my theory. This sark entity surely does feed on fear. The more I cower in fear, the stronger its aura becomes. There is no way I am going to aid this demon. I will dispel it with all I have. Turning around, I glare at the corner where I feel the dark energy is most concentrated. Then I see it! A dark figure of a man in a purple hooded cloak. Its face is hollow. In its right hand, it is holding a scythe.

The once serene forest now exuded an eerie aura, its air thick with a repugnant odor that clung to the surroundings. Once teeming with vibrant life, the forest now wore a somber cloak as the severed heads of the beastmen were displayed, casting a shadow over the once verdant landscape. The grotesque expressions etched on these decapitated heads only intensified the spine-chilling atmosphere, leaving no room for reverence or decency. Kriff's eyes widened in disbelief as he gazed upon the young man before him. Despite his innocent countenance, he was a demon masquerading as a human, his true nature concealed beneath a deceptive facade.

" No, I caught her in the woods, that's another story, there was a group of Rogues who went by where my friend lives and we overheard them talking about going to meet a woman who told one of them to come to see her and bring friends so she and her friends can show them a good time, one of them was skeptical but went along with them still anyways, after a bit, they came running back and were being chased by the Jablesse and some jackolanterns " " Push pause please, Jackolanterns? As in pumpkins? " " no, uhm look there are Jablesse as you have seen " " right " " there's also Jackolanterns which are balls of fire, Rounce which you also have seen, the demon pig, Soucouyant which drinks blood, th

No one will care, she can only blame her mother's unfortunate fate. Near the crystal frozen river, there's a humongous and tall tree called 'sakura', the only tree that living in this place. Its big and long branches curved and twisted in an enchanting way were covered in a pile of snow. A group of crows flaps their wings and cowed on top of the large branches while watching the two kids busily covered the hole in soil using the shovels.