Demonic Barney Novels & Stories

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.”

"Mr. Hale, you represent one of Chetvine's three major special forces, the Special Ops! Who is this punk? How dare he make you kneel before him? You should get up. We don't need to take him seriously at all." Barnaby's face twisted with rage as he shot to his feet, screaming, "I told you to keep your damn mouth shut! How dare you tell me what to do? You piece of shit, shut up!" Slap after slap rang out as Barnaby cursed while delivering a brutal beating to Dante's face. Within moments, Dante's rough features were covered in red welts. Though his martial artist's constitution could normally handle a few slaps without issue, Barnaby was striking with full force.

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?"

He picked up his cup of tea which had cooled down and his attention focused entirely on the eunuch as he read out the report. “CongQi Town has been experiencing a bad season as the weather changes were often unpredictable, this has caused much of the plantation and crops to be affected which depletes the people’s food supplies. The situation has worsened when it seems that the livestock has been infected by some unknown disease which has caused many death among the animals. Requesting to the court to send help in form of food supplies as the people may not survive during the winter which is predicted to be a month’s a way. Also a rather alarming incident involving the death of several young