Demon Shadow Novels & Stories

When she had a fever, Roy sped home all night just to get her to the doctor. There were moments of genuine connections, intimacy, and the start of the mornings with hugs and kisses, so much so that Willow once lost herself in his embrace. However, the incident six months ago was a wake-up call. She would always be a substitute, standing in Melanie’s shadows in receipt of favors and protection. Yearning for what was not hers would come with a price. Accepting reality, Willow carried out the remainder of the contract and walked away without a fuss. The lights were out, and the doors were closed at the dorms. Two figures stood there, confronting each other on the dark, quiet campus.

Suddenly, all the demons stopped in their tracks when they heard a voice coming from nowhere. "Who?" asked the demon captain, searching for the source of the voice. BOOOOOMMMMM... BOOOOOMMMMM... But what he got was his members suddenly exploding on their own for no apparent reason. Seeing this, he was very shocked and trembled because he couldn't figure out where his enemy was. Earlier, there had been more than a dozen of them, but now only three remained, which made the demon leader very angry. Even though they didn't care about each other's deaths, they still needed troops in battle, so this loss was very embarrassing for him. However, it wasn't over yet. A shadow with black eyes appeared

Liam Nightshade as a vampire he is naturally dark, mysterious and brooding. Even still he is also closed off and secretive from years of being an outcast among his people. Vampires have changed a lot over the last century. They no longer have to go out in the night and hunt humans to feed themselves nor do they have to keep humans locked away in their dwellings as a prolonged food source. Now vampires, though still hiding from the public eye, have a deal with most of the local blood banks. A small portion of all blood donations each month are given to the vampire seethe they have a contract with. Most seethes also have a deal with local hospitals where anyone who dies of natural causes has a

The specific darkness of shadow-stuff given animal form, which made it a shadow fox, which were rare in the city because they bonded to powerful demons and did not typically appear unclaimed in alleys unless something had gone wrong with their demon. This one's demon, Lyanna determined through careful application of the reference texts she had memorized over the years, had almost certainly died, which left the fox slowly losing coherence, the shadow-stuff that made up its form becoming less certain without a bond to anchor it. She put it in her bag. She brought it home. She presented it to the household with the specific energy of someone who had already made a decision and was informing rat

Obstacles that could be overcome, but how? Matthias stood still and watched as she continued down the path and noticed that she turned around again, seeking one last glance at him before she disappeared from view. He knew right then and there that he needed to win her over and quickly. He needed a plan to win her over. Immediately! There was no time to waste! Time was of the essence. But how? Pure and simple, manipulation. Manipulation. Reader Notes: Welcome to the world of Das Schatten, aka, the Shadows. The Schatten can turn into shadows and travel through walls and objects, unless they are bound with silver chains.

Gaia said. “I thought they were extinct. As far as I know, most demon species are extinct. The last Great War drove the rest back to the Underworld. No one has seen a demon in millennia. Records and information are sparse on the shadow demons. That’s no surprise, given their powers include the ability to influence others’ minds. That is how they can make you forget you ever saw them. It’s automatic, a side effect of being in their presence. You were lucky the mind link gave you an advantage. You were clever to instruct your people to record their experience as it happened. You know that’s never been an option before this age.”

He would protect me and my family at all costs, like he always did. “It looks like you all have a death wish to barge into our private moment and ruin it with your filthy and useless existences,” Desmond threatened them in his carefree manner. “We’ll see who finishes who, imbecile,” a demon spoke. Its voice was somewhat feminine. The shadow demon that I witnessed had the form of a woman. It was her! I stuck my fingers into my ears as my face rested on Desmond’s chest. Even though Madame Long had shown me more terrifying creatures in mirrors, that shadow demon was still at the top of the list of the things that made me shiver.

He finally turned his head. The one who’d spoken stood slightly apart from the others—a shade-slim demon with skin the colour of smoke and eyes like chips of onyx. No horns worth noting. No wings. Shadows clung to its shoulders anyway, drawn there by a knack for going unseen that had made it useful. The darkness around him did not behave like ordinary shade. It breathed. It shifted as if listening, as if the walls themselves had lent him a fragment of their secrecy. A clever shadow. A trained one. The kind that learned where to hide and when to be quiet. Useful in corridors and whispers, in stolen glances and watched doors.

He was also friends with a few of the Enforcers. “Nah, how about we skip to the part where you’re running around, because I’m about to whoop your ass.” “I would, but I’m fucking tired.” “How do you keep doing that?” I asked when he suddenly ported behind me. “Shadow porting. It’s a common thing with demons. It takes energy to shadow port a long distance.” “Because it’s essentially you traveling as the black smoke?” “Yes, but with short distances like this, it’s not a problem.”

After he left, Palomas Blancas was about to open his mouth to speak when he suddenly saw the Shadow Demon come out from the cellar, bewilderedly watching Pfauen's disappearing figure. The Night Demon was surrounded by a heavy atmosphere, like a soul created by resentment. Even when he was bewildered, the black darkness on his body still moved, that darkness was so terrifying that it made people afraid. “Are you satisfied with Pfauen's answer?” God of Fire León de Fuego asked calmly.