Demon X Novels & Stories

“I mean stranger things have happened. Until then we have to focus on the mob boss. The demons back there were low class. They held no useful information.” “I shot that man back there right in the fucking skull and he kept walking to me. I didn’t think demons made them fucking zombies.” Xavier said, pointing towards the room that they were in early. “I can’t even imagine an entire army of them roaming around the earth.” He shook his head as chills ran through his spine. “Yes. Only an Angel or a holy warrior can vanquish the demons, but you, Jasmine, shouldn’t be afraid.” Gabriel tried to encourage.

“So he’s forced to save people, but he’s still a demon, with a demon’s nature. That’s one hell of a cognitive dissonance.” “Exactly,” Elliot said. “The texts say he wanders, a consciousness of immense power with no true form of its own. He can’t operate sustainably without anchoring himself to a living host.” Bryan frowned. “So we find this ghost-demon and… what, offer it a timeshare?”

The demon's tom form had fur-bleach tattoos in strange white scrolls up his arms. "Are you what attacked me?" Jinx managed to calm down, though he was dubious of this demon for so many reasons. "I didn't attack you," The demon in tom form argued. "I just spooked your magical deer pony things, which looking at them I wouldn't have guessed they would have reacted so badly to me. I forget sometimes that although I am a loving healer, I'm a pretty freaky demon."

They were pits of roiling, violet smoke. A sickening series of cracks echoed through the clearing as the demon began to "repair" its new vessel. The shrivelled skin bloated, filling with a dark, unnatural fluid. The broken bones snapped back into place with violent force. The body arched off the ground, its spine twisting at an impossible angle before settling. "Xander" stood up. He brushed the soot off his chest, his movements jerky, like a puppet being controlled by a drunkard. He tilted his head, his neck popping audibly.

She was going to die! "Haha hahaha! Humans ...humans...HUMANS! VERY AMUSING" The demon let out a creepy laugh that shook everyone. "Kill them and grant my wish!" The girl raised her tone. In response, the demon tilted its long head and shifted its gaze from Sarah to the group of traitors. It stepped out of the shadows, revealing its deformed body. It had one eyeball fixed in its sockets while the other dangled around his neck area. Tentacles sprouted from its back and it had long claws in place of fingers.

Looking up, Xolvion could see what looked like a popular tavern across the road, filled with people and bursting with delicious smells. As if in response his stomach growled and his mouth watered. "Alright, I get it." He thought, trying to calm his hunger. Xolvion walked across the road to the doors of the tavern. He finally opened it, seeing that it was full and booming with life as all sorts of people ate and drank while laughing and sharing tales. Xolvion entered, trying his best to avoid any unwanted attention from the locals. Thankful he had no horns like other demons, and his appearance was mostly human, other than his slightly pointed ears which were covered by his hair, meaning that

Glancing down at his shirt that had ridden up she could make out boot prints on his chest and burn marks on his side. "What on earth happened to you," she muttered. "I kicked his ass," a gravelly voice sounded with a bit of humor. Sophia turned and screeched seeing a huge frightening-looking demon standing in the doorway. Sophia's single eye widened at the gray colored skinned, black horned creature with blood-red eyes and huge leathery wings.

So make sure that you don't appear before him or else you will face dire consequences, Luna Doreen informs her. I nod timidly as Luna Doreen excuses herself to attend other important issues pertaining to the upcoming event. I skip home happily after hearing that I'm not supposed to attend the festival. I thank the moon goddess for answering my prayers. As she knows in my heart that i really don't want to meet the Demon. Rumors have it that he's very ruthless and wicked but also very handsome. But all the same ,i don't want to meet him and I'm grateful my prayers have been answered.

“My twin brother has a demon wolf. I’ve done a lot of research on it. Demon wolves often die young, and I want him to be able to have a full life.” “He’s your twin, and he’s the only one with a demon wolf?” I ask. “Demon wolves in females are rare.” She explains. “I’m super hungry; can we go to the kitchen for food?” I ask. “Yes, anything you need, I can bring it to you, or we can go eat together.” I quickly change and take my morning nausea potion, and we head to the kitchen. When I get to the kitchen. Melanie is making lunch. “What time is it?”

Every noble gave way for him to walk through. Roman moved through the crowd effortlessly. Lysan's hand tightened on the glass. He had seen that smile a thousand times, in battle fields, in his nightmares, everywhere. But here, no one knew what that smile hid. Dyleon whispered softly to Lysan. “Wow, so that's the famous Demon prince, Roman Da'Luca.” “Yeah.” “They say he's gonna be the next Demon king.” Dyleon's eyes trailed Roman. “But, mere looking at him, he doesn't seem like someone who could cause terror.”