Demonic Barney Novels & Stories

There's a wide room with a matching window that has the scene of the ocean beyond a small meadow and a small group of trees to the right. There are two chairs and one round high coffee table between. Two people sit, one you know, one you don't. At least not from this story. "So," says Cayce, "I'll introduce myself first. But since this is the end of my book then you probably know about me enough. Cayce Vance, eighteen. Married around now, ready for some action, and half-demon and half-angel hybrid."

The man fell to the ground, screaming in pain while Ares just rolled his eyes and threw the eyeball on the ground and stomped on it because squatting in front of the man. He grabbed the man by the hair and lifted his head up so they were eye leveled. “I told you I don’t do second chances but you are someone I’ve known for so long so I don’t want to kill you off just like that but if you don’t find a way to get me rid of this demon the next time we meet, I won’t just be taking away your other eye but also your life. Got that?” He pushed the man to the ground as he stood up then turned to Cornelius with a groan.

“Then get back to work or you won’t have a job here much longer. Angel, please get back upstairs and take care of our special guests.” “Yes, Dani but I still don’t see how you would choose someone who don’t know what they are doing.” “It’s what Mr. Baphomet ask for and that means you don’t question him. Now get back to work both of you.” I hurry up to get back to the club house so I wouldn’t piss Dani off any further. As soon as I get back into the room, I see that both of the guys were already there. The one guy that was on the coach with Tequila is without a doubt sexy with his short dark blonde hair, dark brown eyes, tone as hell body and him being at least 6 “3”. The guy sitting at the b

But my mom just smiled. “That’s my girl.” I smiled proudly. “But what is that?” She picked me up and walked over to her bookcase, she pulled out a really old book and opened it. On the page was a man with horns on his head and a long tail. “So, a demon is usually a very strong being. One who will use tricks and magic to punish anyone who makes them angry. Many people are afraid of them, because they are really strong and don’t show mercy to their enemies.”

I wanted to rip my clothes off, but I wasn’t that far gone. When the sun went down, I licked my lips and when I looked around right before me was an orgy, everyone was either touching or fucking and I searched for Di and her and Brannon were going at it, and I smiled. Someone came up behind me and I felt my body recoil from their touch. It was Baron, trying to get me to come to him, only he didn’t look like Baron, he was a cross between his regular face and the wolfman from the old movies with Lon Chaney. It was hideous to me. I wasn’t scared just disgusted. I never wanted him, and I surely didn’t now.

How exactly is it that someone so beautiful could be so evil and cruel at the same time. How could he just sit there so casually, threatening lives without a flinch? I guess they do call him the devil for a reason. And there was a glint of amusement in his eyes. I know what he was trying to do. To humiliate me, to prove that he could be able to get me after what happened in the club the other night. Fine! If that is how he wants to play it. So the devil loves playing games? I'll give him one. “Fine,” I answered and lifted my chin stubbornly, “I will need the money sent immediately. Yes, i fucking be your pet.”

It’s truly odd for a Yon noble to be in a peasant bar, let alone one owned and operated by Oni. “Nope!” Soko immediately shoves in. “You’re not stuffing up my Lunamin. If you stay, you better not start any shite!” It’s loud enough that she can be heard over the music, and it’s obviously not a ‘request’. It’s a direct order from a female demon. One I could kiss, with a dozen more kids, or rather new adults of our stage flooding the bar. Oni, Yon, Guards……. One of which is apparently the bar tenders’ relief because while Sokin is waiting for his drink, the platinum blonde is tugging the pair of them back to the dance floor. While I take in every new face, Sokin just sits, leering at them.

Barney barked, perfectly confident since it was three against one. As his lackeys leapt forward, Vicky tactfully took a step back and felt a sudden gust behind her right then! Frank had charged forward at the speed of light! Thud! Thud! With two dull thuds, both lackeys were sent flying. "What the—" Barney himself had barely walked two steps forward with his baseball club and was already left gaping. What the hell was he?! He did not even see Frank move—the man just suddenly turned into a blur, and Barney's lackeys were promptly sent flying!

"I gave you an easy way out, but you insist on taking the hard way! I guess I'll just have to kill you!" The boss stopped pretending; he tore off his shirt, revealing a terrifying demon tattoo on his back. His menacing muscles looked like a ferocious demon. Running a bar in a place like this meant the boss wasn't a saintly figure. Around three hundred bouncers surrounded Frederick, closing in on him as they formed a tight, secure barrier. Frederick narrowed his eyes. "So, you've chosen not to talk?"

Someone yelled, "Darryl Bishop, you heartless quack! Get your ass out here!" I yanked the door open. A bucket of red paint was splashed across the door, dripping down along the cracks. Barney stood outside with several aggressive-looking security guards in airline uniforms, blocking my entrance. The hallway was already packed with curious neighbors, whispering and pointing. "Unbelievable. He always seemed like such an honest young man. Who knew he'd turn out to be such a corrupt doctor?"