Demon Whispers Novels & Stories

But everything crumpled down when she found out the truth. This is Dark Hades call. He only comes out when there’s death. He only comes out when there’s evil and blood. Because death and darkness are always the demon’s call.

The trio spread out, each taking a defensive stance, ready to face the horrors that awaited them. Suddenly, the ground trembled beneath their feet, and a swirling vortex of darkness materialized before them. From its depths emerged the first demon, a towering beast with jagged horns and eyes that burned with an unholy fire. Its skin, as black as the abyss, seemed to ripple with raw power. With a roar that sent shivers down their spines, the demon lunged at Marcus, its claws slashing through the air. Marcus, with his werewolf agility, evaded the attack and retaliated with a swift, powerful strike.

And now they know that you see them, they won't rest until they've found you and ripped you from this world. 'And what are you?' I whispered. I was falling; falling faster and harder than I had ever fallen in my life. 'Me? Oh, I'm a Demon.' I sucked in a breath and he cocked his head to one side, detecting the small whisper of sound. 'See? Told you that you wouldn't believe me,' he said, with a smile. 'No one ever does.'

He has been in the dark forest when he was a kid and he has spent much of his time in the Demon King’s castle in all of his experiences, a cold wind rushing against you is nothing but trouble. Alex closed the door behind him and slowly walked towards the altar. He prostrated himself as an attempt to appease the god that they have been continually humiliating by delaying his ritual. As if they are challenging him and testing his patience. At least that is what Alex thinks. As soon as he rose up the room was suddenly blanketed with cold air. The pressure became heavier and he started to hear multiple whispers that said only one thing but were not synchronized in any way. “The girl. . .” the wh

he confessed kissing my cheeks and nuzzling against him I felt my heart cry for him. “Please don’t say that. The whispers were so much for me to take that I couldn’t help but scream, it was an involuntary reaction but I wasn't in a lot of pain. They were buzzing inside my head but it was only because they were trying to tell me something,” I said trying to make him understand the situation. Hating our goddess wouldn’t solve any problem and would in fact only give space to the demon to thrive more. “What whispers?” he asked looking at me with an incredulous expression.

The Demon vanished into darkness as he stood in front of the group of a hundred men with the village insight he was the only one to stand against them. Silence echoed throughout the night as the Demon stood before the bandit hoard their leader got off his horse aiming his rusted sword towards the unknown being asking him to lay down his life and valuables before they aim for their prize. The Demon shook his head as he flexed his arms releasing two 15 meters long blade-like whips from his wrists that appeared as if they were alive. With each swing of his whips, they slithered through the ground with such grace and beauty as if the bandits were walking towards them facing their deaths with ope

It was then that Torelli’s red eyes betrayed him, they shone in the distance. Again, Jesse took after him in full blast. He timed his approach and fired his haunches. He flew through the air, aiming for the neck. But it was too strong to rip off. The two stared balefully at the other for a few seconds until Jake approached menacingly and stopped as well beside Jesse, snarling. ‘I shall fight, but not today’ the demon said, forming rapidly back to the priest’s form who fell flat. And then appeared on the horizon abound of black clouds drifting towards the alps. Bats!

As I walked into the large passage, I could hear a few low whispers coming from the invisible servants who were looking at us. An invisible spell was usually practiced by most demons in my kingdom no matter the age or strength. Although most used it and they couldn't be seen by others, I saw them perfectly fine and heard them clearly. "A nuisance." I said under my breath as the whispers instantly died down. As I went to the door of my chamber, I glanced at them furiously giving them a warning gaze. This was the first and last time they were going to open their mouths in my presence if they wanted to keep their heads.

I frown as I get out of bed, but pause as I hear Bucky’s voice join in with my mates. “It’ll be safer for you,” he mumbles. He doesn’t sound happy at all. “I don’t know what attracted the demon spirits to her, or if that was a familiar or the demon’s work that helped her escape. What I do know is that she will go mad if she gives in to the whispers. They want her to harm anyone and anything. Including you. She might not have the ability to ignore them for too much longer.” “She’d never hurt me!” Jay’s voice sounds firm, but I can tell from the subtle hitch in his tone that he is anxious.

I said, and my voice came out steady, stripped of everything but the absolute commitment to a choice that could not be unmade. "But she is not gone," the demon whispered, and its voice dropped to a register that felt like speaking from the bottom of a well, layered with undertones that made my teeth ache. "Not completely. Not finally. There are moments, still, when she surfaces. When she speaks. When she touches your cheek with fingers that tremble and whispers thanks for saving what she could not save herself."