Demonic Barney Novels & Stories

'Barney's a dinosaur —' 'Save it.' Came the curt reply from Taissa. 'I'm being serious here.' Naima stared at her funny. 'I don't know what I said wrong, Mommy.' She shrugged. 'Barney and Friends is the TV show we watch in the evening.' Taissa frowned remembering the lyrics of the song had been singing Yannis. 'Oh, the pink T. rex is Barney.' Naima shrugged and spooned soup into her mouth. 'Normally, one doesn't need Scooby-Doo to figure that out.'

My hand gripped the brunette's fingers on his lips, pushing them away gently. "He is with me, "I deadpanned, locking an unflattering gaze with Tan. "Who is this Tan?" The brunette sneered sizing me up. My dress could be a little prim for the bar but at least I was not almost naked, not that I was judging her or anything. I snapped my head towards Tan expecting him to deny me but he seemed like he was in a daze. The pathetic side of me wanted to believe that maybe I affected him in some way but the sane part of me knew better.

He was a member of the Sky Demons, after all. "I've attained new enlightenment while cultivating the Desolate Ancient Scripture. I achieved it several days faster than I thought," Barry answered while retracting his aura. He landed on the ground. "Do you know them?" Chase noticed Barry had no ill feelings toward him and was relieved. He wanted to ask about the current situation of the Sky Demon Army, but was unable to when he looked around and saw the soldiers whose heads he had chopped off. Barry was from the same race, after all.

I could have done a hell lot worse! I mean he's definitely an upgrade from Pierre Moretti and his smelly, sweaty palms...This man is a god compared to him! But still.... knowing that doesn't stop the furious trembling in my limbs. ​So I swallow hard and force my legs to move. I step forward, my feet shuffling awkwardly across the plush carpet as I make my slow, agonizing approach toward him... Like a nervous deer approaching a lion. It's fine, Barbara! Just... Act like you've been in a red-light sex dungeon before!

"Your apprentice injured my friend with a poisoned throwing knife. He deserves this. Give me the antidote!" "The antidote?" Barney huffed coldly and took out a small porcelain bottle as he said, "This is the antidote. However, I'm not just going to give it to you. Get it from me if you can!" Barney got into the stance of the Tiger-Crane Technique. He had to avenge Emmett! If he didn't, how could he ever show his face again? Dexter looked instinctively at Barney, knowing that the latter was only asking for trouble.

I scrunched my brows. "And, who are you and why should I listen to you? I will call the police if you try to be smart." She warned me and chuckled. "Before you reach for that phone in your handbag, I will send you to heaven or hell. But I won't be doing it… I am here for Alexis…" "Who are you?" She was concerned. "I am.. Stefan Donovan, the demon prince…" I introduced myself and left her gaping at me.

Her ocean-blue eyes have depths of innocence in them, and it seemed as though an inevitable gravity was dragging me in to explore those vast sets of orbs. I was so distracted by how the doll's elegance had held me chained up that I did not even notice the entrance to the villa slamming completely shut until I realized it. I stumbled through it, but I was completely blown shocked when I started hearing a melodic line being hummed ominously from behind my back, causing my head to instinctively flip toward its direction. My mouth dropped open, and my eyes widened in sheer terror, and my body started to shrivel up in fear and panic, as my heart pummeled vociferously. I was screaming with tears i

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

To her right, a bard was tunelessly plucking at a lute in the corner, ignored by everyone. Elira wove through the crowded benches, feeling the weight of a dozen curious stares, until she reached the massive scarred wood of the bar. Behind it stood a man who could only be the owner. He was a mountain of a human named Barnaby, his face flushed a deep beet-red and his stained apron straining against a belly that looked like it had consumed half the tavern’s inventory. "Well? You lost, girlie? Or just looking to spend coin you don't have?" Barnaby grunted, wiping a mug with a rag that was arguably dirtier than the glass.

Lucas said slowly. "I'm Lucas York, with a small nickname back in Eastern State, Lucas the Demon." After blurting out Lucas the Demon, everyone in the plaza of the Celestial Gem Organization was looking terrified, and their pupils shrunk while their faces were plastered with a horrified look. 'Lucas the Demon, the legendary Lucas the Demon?' "You… you're Lucas the Demon?" Barry looked at Lucas, horrified. "What do you think about it?" Lucas looked at Barry playfully. Gape!