Demon Singer Novels & Stories

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.

I could picture him, standing in that house, his heart heavy with grief and guilt, trying to explain the unexplainable. But Lady Athena's response was calm and measured, her eyes holding a depth of ancient knowledge. "Silas, the demon doesn't need a physical form to exert its influence. It’s like a ghost. It's not like any ordinary creature. Hence, it does not leave a trace – no scent or footprint.” Lady Athena continued to explain, "The demon's influence is insidious. It feeds on fear, grief, and despair. It can manipulate emotions, twist perceptions. But it is not corporeal."

“I want Tate to suffer for what he did to me. I want my career back, my reputation restored. I want—” The candles flared, flames turning an impossible shade of crimson. The temperature in the room dropped twenty degrees in an instant. My breath misted in the suddenly frigid air. “Well, well.” The voice came from everywhere and nowhere, smooth as silk and dark as sin. “It’s been decades since anyone summoned me properly. I was beginning to think your grandmother’s line had forgotten.” He materialized in the center of my circle, and my brain short-circuited. The demon—because there was no mistaking what he was—looked like every dark fantasy I’d ever had made flesh.

"So be it! The floor cracked under Igor's feet, and fiery lava poured from the cracks. He heard the familiar motifs of the song "Carmina Burana" and watched with horror as ugly demons emerged from the fiery lava. They smelled of sulfur, and their red eyes were eager to drink the blood of Igor's spiritual passions. In a complete daze, Igor prayed to God, but God did not hear his prayers. "You will be a vessel for my demonic army!" the bartender exclaimed. - Open the gates of your soul and accept my gift to you! A gift that great lords in the history of mankind have desired! I tell you of the black monk's immense power! You will become me!

DEMONS ATTACK. Demons seem to appear everywhere and start coming at us. ''Noelle go Stop Hella! I will hold them off,'' Gabriel shouts to me. Lightning is coming from his whole body now and he strikes any demon that tries to come close. I run to Hella who is standing at the kettle with the cup in her hand. ''Ignis ille ex resurgemus,'' she sings and then smiles at me when I jump for her. I try to tackle her, but I just jump through the air and fall to the ground.

Now that I have all the resources and support I can utilize to reclaim my life, I will use it to the fullest and live with this contract even if I have to give my soul to the contractor. “It’s done my Lady, as long as it is you, I can give everything, even if I destroy this Kingdom.” Hold on, just what on earth this demon wants from me?

Emphasis on alone. I knew I harbored a demon, it's time for me to embrace it. Demon, what's your name? I asked, not really expecting an answer. I'm one, I'm all, I'm no one. Why do you summon me? The demon's voice reverberated in my head like cackling thunder. I had to hold my head to keep myself from falling off the bed and causing a ruckus. It was still too early to be awake, 3am to be precise.

he said. Just then I heard Ethane's voice in my head for the first time. "Rosey over here in the demon world we don't call them judges but Nomanos, we also refer to the book as the cava. And we don't call them lawyers but somun. And the demon that held the cava for us to take the oath is known as the Mediac, okay?" How was he able to speak in my head? Okay this is something I'm sure demons can't do, yes they can manipulate humans but they don't speak in their head.

“You shouldn’t be here.” The voice said, and I felt pain in my heart, head and everywhere else. It was the Sirion! A knowledgeable demon from the dark forest that captures one’s soul and enslaves it to his will. One of the many things I knew about this beast was that it wasn’t real. His powers hinged on hallucinations. The moment he took control of your mind, he could destroy you from the inside out. Another little detail about this particular beast was that it wasn’t a stranger to me.

She flipped through the channels until she settled on someone singing about Demons. “When you feel my heat, Look into my eyes It’s where my demons hide, Don’t get too close It’s dark inside It’s where my demons hide At the curtain’s call, It’s the last of all When the lights fade out, All the sinners crawl So they dug your grave—” I was so lost in the song and those words that Daisy had to touch my shoulder to get my attention. “You okay?” I nodded. ‘This song... It’s very beautiful.’