Demon Singer Novels & Stories

No, reaching inside the pentagram was forbidden. What if I poke him with a stick? He can’t just lie there in my tower, can he? I have enough problems on my plate without a dead demon! ** I was in agony. Every bit of my body that was still there was emanating with pain, even my tail. “Demon, are you alive? Demon! Damn you, you’re a rascal, not a demon!” It was clearly a girl’s voice. She seemed young and quite upset. She had a throaty contralto, clear and singsong, like hot chocolate.

Queen Veronica utters. Demonica still tries to get up then she faces us looking so scary and angry. “That power is MINE!” Demonica screams as if she is starting to go crazy, her voice is not of Demonica or that echoing two voices rather it is a voice that we once heard on Demonica’s vision of the past where she met the black goddess.

I commanded with my arm stretched forth She starts to scream, shaking violently while trying to hit me with her tentacles, her eyes turned black and she began crying blood. The black smoke formed faces that looked like people in agony—probably the souls she had taken. I keep on overpowering her with the will of God as I take steps close to her. The demon’s voice changed simultaneously from that of an old woman to that of a small girl and back to a young teenage boy all the voices were screaming one thing “She belongs to us!”

In the middle of The Muses Emporium, the Music Demon appeared from the middle of an ethereal portal and took to the round raised podium. He was surrounded by a pale blue aura that reflected his calm and composed disposition. Being able to take on many appearances, today he presented himself to the audience in the form of a young, appropriately attired, charismatic performer – well suited to be a member of a boyband. His outfit was adorned with moon dust and his shoulder length locks swayed wildly in all directions as he moved his head.

He begins to smile sweetly at me. What is the matter with this jerk? Is he all right? What is going on with this jerk? Why is he smiling so broadly? "Hello, little mate," a sweeter, deeper, huskier voice murmurs near my earlobe, making me shiver with delight at how sensual his voice is. His aura is distinct. His voice is deeper than the king’s, but it is also more dangerous, deeper, huskier, and manly than Miller’s. "Hello, my name is Demon, Miller Lycan Wolf," he greets me.

KAYLEEN These things can’t be real. The doctor is gone but I’m not taking them. I’m not going with medications and I’m never gonna believe her. “Why won’t you believe her?” she’s speaking to me again with her creepy face. Her hands touched my cheeks and she leaned closer. “You are a demon. You are a murderer.” Her whispers made me feel like my blood is on its boiling point. “See? You are angry!” she added and dodged my hand attempting to grip on her arm.

Idamus looked worried. “I currently have her contract holder, Scott McGowen within these walls and will be summoning her Demon Lord…I didn’t think it safe for her to be anywhere near here tonight.” “Oh, I see…that’s a shame for me…however I offer my services to you in this ritual.” Ruben drew back in surprise. “There is no need for you to do that, Idamus…your warlocks were more than enough last time.” “Never the less, I am here so you might as well use me…” .

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.......''

He, who knows, ZouMi for long, the fearless, badass, with her head always high, was now actually avoiding eye contact? 'Who is this person? Where did he come from? Should I kowtow to him? Is he a God, devouring on the Devil?' Si Ban became a big fan of Gu Huan, and worship him like a God, who tame the Devil, that he knew would never be controlled by anyone.

Her ocean-blue eyes have depths of innocence in them, and it seemed as though an inevitable gravity was dragging me in to explore those vast sets of orbs. I was so distracted by how the doll's elegance had held me chained up that I did not even notice the entrance to the villa slamming completely shut until I realized it. I stumbled through it, but I was completely blown shocked when I started hearing a melodic line being hummed ominously from behind my back, causing my head to instinctively flip toward its direction. My mouth dropped open, and my eyes widened in sheer terror, and my body started to shrivel up in fear and panic, as my heart pummeled vociferously. I was screaming with tears i