Demon Snow Book Novels & Stories

I slumped in the chair and stalked the movement of his hands with my half-mast gaze. "Destroying what should have been destroyed years ago." With those whispered words, he brought the dancing flame to the cover of the book. Flames licked around the edges, blackening the pages until they withered and became a pale white. The ashes trickled down like the beginning of snow on a blistering winter night. Snow. Such a pure element to think of under such circumstances. Snow resembled a blank slate, new beginnings. Maybe this could have been what this was if I had burned the damn book the moment it landed in my possession.

Realizing what he had done, the Snow Sect ancestor sighed and withdrew his aura. After the Snow Sect ancestor calmed down, Xiao Chen explained that he had read an ancient book about the demon god, but the book contained no clues as to what the demon god himself looked like. So he wanted to ask the Snow Sect ancestor, as the strongest and longest-living figure, about the war and what the demon god looked like.

On the other hand, someone was hearing the voice recording again and again and a smile unknowingly appeared on his lips. ~I am sorry, Mr. Demon~ ~I am sorry, Mr. Demon~ ~I am sorry, Mr. Demon~ "Snow White", Demon murmured softly as he closed his eyes and lost himself in the scent of an innocent soul. Unknown of the fact that not only Demon's eyes but now, Demon's mind also trapped the soul. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

He barks out a laugh, making me jump in surprise. "What kind of witch are you? Can you not read?" My cheeks heat up more, but now from anger. "I can read!" "Really." He flips the book shut before leafing through the first few introductory pages. "'Demonology'." "What?!" I rip the book out of his hands. My eyes land on the first few paragraphs underneath the introduction. 'Demonology: How To Trap, Capture, and Keep Your Demon. A How To Guide On All Things Demon Related. Magic, Curses, and Keeping Your Demon From Magical Outbursts'.

The demon's distinctly almond-shaped eyes burned with green fire, lusting to consume everything in its path. The feral wolves looked like domestic dogs as they went up against the demon hellhound. Nueva could see several wolflike silhouettes bravely attacking the extremities of their massive opponent through the pouring snow mixed rain. But one after the other, they succumbed to the hellish creature's murderous rampage. What had been a blank canvas only moments before became stained red in a way that would haunt her memory forever. Ryan and Harlow ran toward the snow scooters, and Nueva could see their movements caught the demon's eye. They sped away over the ice-covered dunes.

Dea was amazed for the drawings in the book were perfect and almost life-like. In her drawings Dea saw a woman who looked exactly like Ochen, she was seated on a high backed chair with a book on her laps. She appeared to be dozing. In the background of the picture there were faint outlines of books packed together. Dea guessed the woman was in a library. The next page showcased a little girl. Ochen chuckled, "that's Snow." The little girl, Snow, had her hands filled with berries, on her face was a mixture of emotions; fear, mischief and excitement.

Clea was too shocked to say anything. "You're a descendant of the Goddess Fló. A sworn protector of this town and the towners. A witch that became a demon. Ohalo is awakening the formerly asleep demon energy in you." "Demon?!" Kali exclaimed again. Clea was shaken. She didn't even know what being a Demon meant. There was no way for her to believe it since she didn't even understand. No wonder. It was close to what Kali theorized;

“I’m very sure. The drug is extremely similar to the zombie drug reported to the bureau last month. “It’s not a regular needle. “It’s a puncture needle meant for the spine, where it’ll inject medicine directly to the central nervous system. “Only professional labs would be able to produce this.” When Mary heard that it was a zombie drug, she finally came around to her senses. She screamed and pushed Charlie aside. “You rascal! Where did you get this needle?” Charlie stumbled after Mary pushed him and started crying again. “It’s from daddy’s study! I saw daddy inject that pretty lady with it!

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

His blood ran cold when everyone froze in place, Asha included Damian and Diamanté had suddenly appeared at their table as if the two chairs they were sitting in were there the whole time. “Well well well, look what Blood’s got going on here. You’re in heaven right now, aren’t you?” Damian asked though not expecting an answer. Diamanté went to run the back of his hand against Asha’s face, but Young growled out, “don’t you dare touch her.” Both demons eyed him and shared a troubling look. “The council sent us to see how your progress is going and imagine our surprise when we find you humaning around with your little doll,” Damon said.