Demon Tail Novels & Stories

Angelic Demon episode 14 A phone call interrupted the sad atmosphere. They were all sitting on an arm chair in Roderigo's room. Hands on their cheeks, tapping their feet closely, they were too worried to go home. There is a killer on loose. This was not there first time working overnight so it was not a big deal to them. The last time they worked overnight was when an antique was stolen in a museum. The collected who reported the incident got killed as well as other people. The investigation lasted for months and they all lost something very valuable to the killer. The thought of losing again made them shiver.

He walked a little further when suddenly a pair of eyes opened up from the darkness of the tunnel in front of him. The demon that he didn’t even feel came out of the tunnel. The demon quickly ran to him with his long hands raised, holding a sword. He was not mistaken that this demon had intelligence because of what he could see in its possession. Not only its hands were long but also its feet. Colorful garments with floral designs covered its dark body.

Today, Edzar, the 34-year-old man stopped his step by seeing an eerie figure standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed, and it looked out at the giant window in front of him. My God! Thought the guy was about to hop. It's been three days since they met after the meeting at the restaurant, and today he saw that woman is so haunted. Edzar was hesitant to approach, but he had to go that way to his corner office. Finally not knowing what to do, Edzar turned around and decided to have breakfast while the office was packed. On the way back, he saw Dean, his co-worker, the operational manager at the west end of the Tarso Property, exiting his office at the other end of the hall and w

He knew that he had met his end. “Take him away!” Peter instructed. The special forces went to the basement with Greg. I followed. The moment the lift doors were opened, we smelt a strong chemical scent. It was not a warehouse. Instead, it was a luxurious and well-equipped lab. There were a lot of devices and blinking lights. On the rack next to the wall, there were a lot of test tubes. On one of the rows, there was a blue tag. It said: Angel’s Kiss. At the deepest corner of that lab, there was a heavy metal door.

The Demon King leaned back, one leg slung over the armrest, grinning down at me with a slow, cruel smile. He was red-skinned and powerfully built and his body seemed to have been carved from molten stone. Two curved horns rose from his brow and black hair darker than night itself flowed down his back. A short, trimmed beard traced his jaw, but what caught my attention the most was the fact that he was... NAKED? “What in the fuck?” I muttered under my breath as I placed my hands over my eyes, trying to avoid the eye of the monster in between his legs. "Where the hell are your clothes?”

It seemed to be flailing its tentacles wildly with no sense of direction. Maddie ducked again as a tentacle from the giant octopus-like demon flew past her head. She rolled over to the left, giving the other dreadlocked girl the chance to fling a whip at the demon. The whip coiled snakelike around one of its many tentacles, its body gleaming with Sanskrit inscriptions. Ayesha pulled at the whip with a grunt and the tentacle detached from the rest of the body, flying in the air and coming to rest on the top of a car a few meters away. The creature howled in pain and scuttled towards Ayesha, slightly unbalanced on its tentacles.

Damon, the demon king, was a man whose appearance was enough to send chills of horror through every werewolf being, but I had finally learnt to overcome that fear and could stand in front of him without shaking like one who had been electrocuted. Damon has his eyes filled with dark fog, deadly serpents crawling around his body, going in and out. The muscles he possessed gave the impression that he could be a rock, as they throbbed and tugged at regular intervals.Those two horns on his head and the one on his forehead are something that makes him look exactly like the devil. He also has a tail that has a sharp edge, which could sting one to death. I was very wise to come to him for help in ge

A long, sinuous tail flicked behind him. And between his thighs… Father Damien’s mouth went dry. The demon’s cock hung heavy and half-erect, easily fourteen inches even soft, ridged along the shaft like twisted obsidian ropes, the head flared and glistening with something that wasn’t quite pre-cum. It throbbed once, visibly, as though already sensing the priest’s hunger. A bead of thick, pearlescent fluid welled at the slit and dripped to the floor with a soft hiss.

With its bright orangish yellow flame like plumage, on its fore were sharp and pointy like spikes similar to a mohawk style except that this mohawk started from its head down to the hind of its feathery body and at last was its horrible tail - that looked like as if it was made out off thousands of scorpions tails called metasomas - each aculeus filled with deadly venom moving and crawling like millions of arthropods . " Its a deviuture alright !" hissed Ron through gritted teeth " The deviuture who resides in the court of Tenebris , one of the most horrible demon beasts , its body is hundred times tougher than that of tortortantula ! Each pieces of its tail contains lethal poison -"

She glanced around her and her heart almost stopped, ‘Do not touch her’ The Demon’s voice made her curl into a ball in terror, it was huge, over eight feet tall, with black scaly skin, a dangerous whipping tail, sharp black claws, and its massive head seemed full of razor-sharp teeth. Its red eyes scorched the room as it reached for the man behind her, he screamed in terror as its claws ripped into him. Picking him up with ease the Demon tore off his head and spat it to the floor in front of the other two men, ‘Please, please, we didn’t touch her, please’