Demon X Reader Novels & Stories

Wonder if I have any powers? *Ember* I run my hand over the books in my workroom searching for a specific one. "Ah ha." I grab a book with a dark crimson cover and gold lettering from the shelf. "Demons and Hell" is written across the cover. I grab some paper, my feather and my ink before I sit down on a chair. I open the book and start reading. "There are three classes of demons known to humankind. The classes are as follows: the lowest level are the Vermin Class followed by the Common Class and lastly are the Royalty Class.

Feeling uncomfortable Xavier took the phone and answered. “Hello.” He said awkwardly. “Xavier.” The queen answered and Xavier cleared his throat. It was not helping that everyone was looking at him, oh, how he missed the mind link. “We have a demon problem at Blood Moon and wondering if you know anything about getting rid of them?” he asked. “Oh, yes, I have dealt with them a long time ago but I didn’t vanquish them just a way to open a portal and send them to another dimension.” The queen told him. Xavier stood, sending them away was much better than having them around being a threat to the pack.

Creatures will begin to undermine the power of the Qusayr – A name given to the Storms. "She probably just killed an ally. We've all done it," the demon smirks, "besides she's crazy fucking hot, who'd deny getting on their knees for that. I mean, I wouldn't mind…" Jax releases a growl, promising and deadly and I don't bother to hide my smirk. He has guts. I'll give him that.

He evaded it and caught its head with his teeth and in just a matter of minutes, he killed the third-tier demon, ripping its head from its body. He threw the head of the demon on the ground and looked at me, his liquid golden eyes screaming with grief and anguish with the pain of Markan and Jackson’s death. The pain in his chest called the wolf inside him and it didn’t fail him. Xeno is back. And there is nothing that could stop him now.

I really want to see you again one last time. . . . . . . Note by Author : Thank you for reading. This book is now complete. The next chapter won’t be part of the book but merely information on demons which you can read for free if you search The Encyclopedia of Demons and Demonology by Rosemary Ellen Guiley. You don’t have to buy the next chapter.

This was a BDSM room—a space designed for pleasure, control, and submission. Nervousness crept up my spine, but it was tangled with something else—curiosity. What were we going to do here? Why had Damien brought me to this place? “Xiana, come here.” His voice broke through my swirling thoughts, and I flinched slightly before turning to find him. He stood near an enormous, antique dressing mirror, his gaze locked onto his reflection. Without hesitation, I stepped closer until I was right beside him. “In this room, you will witness and understand why I am a demon.” His voice was low, barely more than a whisper, yet it sent shivers down my spine.

“…Face the mirror, break deceit.” The air trembled. Shadows warped. Murmurs spread across the spectators. Evangeline leaned forward, eyes locked to Xander’s. “Let the beast beneath unbind, may the truth no longer hide.” The chamber shook. The left judge convulsed. His robes split, flesh unraveling, as a body of barbed limbs and a maw of four jaws emerged, bile dripping across the obsidian. “DEMON!” Xander roared, wrenching his cuffs so violently blood slicked his wrists.

After all, Xander's transformation into a deity and continuously breaking the formations were really terrifying. "I'm going to dig open your chest and abdomen. Then, I'll let you watch as you bleed to death." The demon fox grinned, deliberately taunting Xander. Xander snorted and held his sword as he looked at the demon fox. He understood that if the demon fox launched an attack, he might only be able to block two moves at most, and he did not dare to think what would happen after that.

I whispered when I was sure that Daisy couldn’t hear us. “Anything that is dangerous. I know she is your friend, but I can’t let my guard down, being fully aware that she possesses demon blood. I can’t forget that witches had been hunting werewolves for centuries. Some things are hard to let go.” Xander replied, still focused on his tasks. “And I can feel that there is some demonic energy in this house,” he answered. “Yes, I know.” I nodded. “You know?” he asked, confused. “Daisy’s father was a demon. So it’s obvious the house would have demonic energy because Daisy has it too. Cheer up, Darling. There is nothing to be afraid of.” I smiled at him, my meager attempt at cheering him up.