Demon Writing Novels & Stories

I was the one to draw the circle, channel my power, and summon the demon. The piece of chalk in my hand glowed blue. Ordinary chalk, used by students everywhere, yet I put so much of my power inside it that the pentagram flashed with fire as soon as I started to draw it. I'm not sure how to put it; my necromancer's gift, my magic power, and my half-demon nature poured out of my fingers, soaking the chalk, sliding across the lines, which were coming to life right before our very eyes.

“There is something between you two that you are not telling me.” Lysan was quiet, he didn't say anything, he just kept staring at the floor. Dyleon ran a hand through his hair, pulling it slightly. “When did you become like this Lys? When did you start hiding things from me? You feel like a completely different person, acting off since morning.” He moved closer to Lysan, “Talk to me Lysan, Please.” Dylan said, his voice cracking a little. Lysan blinked hard, pressing his lips together, keeping his emotions in check. There was no way he could explain to Dyleon that their beloved Demon prince was a monster. That he found himself in the body of another person. That everything was spiraling out

I finally felt alive. “But…” He then put on a serious expression. “We found a rare chemical in your blood. “There isn’t a name for it on the market. “However, in the black market, the name of it is ‘Angel’s Kiss’.” Angel’s Kiss? It sounded beautiful, but I could not help but shiver. “It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet.

He casted a spell on it that could make me look like someone else in the eyes of people for the time being. I doubted it at first, but now I can see that it’s really working. Back in time, whenever I walk in the city, the people in the streets will run away with such horrifying expressions. Of course, I was known as the Demoness who only do evil things to others, it was normal for them to be scared. And I love that. I love when people tremble in fear when they see me. Because if I am that terrifying for them, they will not have guts to take what’s mine. They will not have a chance to betray me… to hurt me. It’s such a shame that no one recognizes me now.

I knew the system wouldn't give me such a thing if it didn't have any tricks in its sleeve. "All right, let's see." "Come on out!" "Arise!" "Form!" … After an hour. "Condense!" Suddenly, a word sprung into my head out of nowhere, and I murmured it unconsciously. "Demonize." A purple-black light abruptly fanned out and hovered over everything as the air behind me began to tremble like waves. A majestic entity that resembled a demon suddenly appeared behind me and drifted silently while appearing to be perched high above all living things.

My heat skipped a beat when I recognized the handwriting sprawled clumsily across the paper. My legs started trembling, it was like my body already knew it was something terrible. I started to read, " Not very long ago, there was a man, a man who had given up, a man beyond hope, a man who knew nothing but the darkness. Every night, when he couldn't sleep the man would look up at the sky and wish for things to change.

I changed the topic, “Millions, sex demons are categorized into, incubi and succubi, wrath demons, deception demons, demons of dispute... So many of them,” he whispered. “Ok, well I hope I can be a better leader then Eve II, I'll try but...we should get some rest, we are going to need it for later,” I chuckled “Ok, good night Lil,” he uttered. “Good night Damon,” I mumbled.

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

Although they were a lot of books with the same name, guessing by the last detail, this must be the book she was talking about. "Yes," answered Bella and confiscated Bethany's phone. "The book was written by a demon. When he descended on Earth, he created a cult group where they worshiped Lilith. The mother of demons and vampires. But over time, the book got lost, and no one has found it to this day. This was the brief description they found on G****e, along with the picture of the book. When they checked the link, they found it to be broken. "Bella, what does it mean?" Bethany asked and looked at Bella questioningly. Because it was mentioned that the book was lost for decades. How did Bella

My blurry vision of a man shows a bright blue pair of eyes that calms like the sea. That man inches closer and bit my neck, I gasped for the last moment as I breathed the air. I lost all my senses. - The old tales said that the demon who came from the underworld choses the land as his domain, and monsters and creatures attacked the humans. It was then the hero with the help of the temple fought the evil creatures for peace. The Demon King fought hand in hand with the hero, with him having defeated and formed a contract instead and sealed his power for the peace of both creatures and living, thus the evil forces did not flee and stayed hidden deep in the forest. The hero and the temple founde