Demonic Barney Novels & Stories

“Ummm, yes. It was about Mrs Olivia. I promised to do whatever you wanted me to if you find out the reason she gave me those scars, and you promised to do what I want if it’s the other way round.” Kira smiled. “Good, you remember. It’s weekend already and I couldn’t find out the reason. So, now you have to say what you want me to do.” Rebecca’s eyes lit. “You are really going to do anything I want you to?” “A deal is a deal, Barbie.” She stood up and walked close to Kira. “Are you friends with Elsa? The daughter of don Alessandro.” “Not really, but we are cool. Why?” “Cool wouldn’t be enough.” She muttered to herself but Kira heard her. “Can you provide a private investigator for me?”

I fell unconscious for minutes that seemed like eternity but Asher didn't care about me, but his baby who his mistress was carrying. “Barren” The word still echoed in my mind even when I tried to shake it off, he saw me as someone who's barren, he called me a BARREN WOMAN. I had never known Asher was so desperate to get a child. We never talked about it the hard way, we were never bothered by it but I was wrong, I was only being kept in the dark.

Chapter 52 Barry's POV After I sent the email to the one demon that I knew could do the job, I waited for his reply. I knew demons don't usually use emails; they respond in a totally different way, and sometimes it's not in a good way. So if he doesn't want to do what I ask, it's going to hurt like hell. This demon has a name. His name is Brad; that's what I know him by. He has never told me his real name, and I don't think I want to know. Sometimes, if they tell you their real name, you're not seen again. I'm not sure when I will hear from him or if he would even show up. If he doesn't, I'll have to think of a totally different plan. Many nights, I set in the office wondering how I could ta

He greeted sweetly. Baron rolled his eyes, and I chuckled. "What about de Sanctis buying Demonio?" "He hasn't contacted me yet, I thought it would be canceled." "That's getting better, isn't it?" "Yes, of course. I can see you here for however long Demonio runs." He was flirting, making Baron put on his saturated face again. I chuckled. "Stop teasing my cousin. Come on, let's finish it now." Baron said with annoyance. I laughed silently as Baron pulled him away towards the stairs, and I took another sip of my beer while scanning the fairly crowded bar.

Rayline. Taylor looked surprised and nervous. It looked like I might not like his answer. "Taylor," I started again, "I'm not going to run away from Cole, and I'm not going to run away from you either." I knew Taylor was a good person, he seemed genuine and not evil, whatever he was, he was obviously very nice to me, so I thought there was no way he could be that bad. "I'm a demon." That's when he finally said it, answering in one breath.

Demons lounged in corners, their eyes glowing faintly in the low light, each one exuding an aura of danger and power. The main floor was a mix of the elegant and the macabre. Luxurious velvet couches and leather armchairs were scattered around, occupied by creatures of all shapes and sizes. A long bar stretched along one side, manned by a bartender with horns curling from his forehead and a smile that promised both pleasure and peril. The drink menu was a curious mix of concoctions, some made with ingredients not found in any human world.

Once again the door opened and Damon took Amber inside where a girl was taking off her clothes and everyone was whistling and clapping for her and that girl was also happy. Crying, Amber held Demon's hand and said, "Please don't make me do this, I won't be able to do it." Demon laughed and said, “You are special to me, so I have a special job for you.” You don't need to do anything in front of all this because you are my personal bar dancer, your services are only for me.” Hearing this, Amber was surprised and said, “I don't understand anything, private bar dancer.” Damon came near Amber and looked into her eyes and said, “Now you are not so innocent that you cannot understand my words. Let

and has his pack name. “Son of a bitch,” King Gene mutters and flips the page again. “Here.” This time, I am faced with a man who is nearly as good-looking as Alpha Reece. It says, “Beta Barnabas,” under his picture. “Barnabas?” I repeat. King Gene shrugs. “So what? He goes by Barney.” I almost laugh. What a ridiculous name. “Is he a big purple dinosaur? Is he a bumbling deputy in a small town?”

she snapped, “I need to get back the shop before the boss has my head. Is this about the Bloody Barbies again?” Bloody Barbie was the nickname Maria gave to the murders ever since she’d gotten involved as a suspect. It was an apt name. Each crime scene that had been investigated was painted red with each victim’s blood, and in each one there would be a bloody doll left behind (though, not exactly a Barbie), no less than three feet away from the body.

(Director Bar) “What is it?…”. “Ahem…actually, remember that large dimensional portal that the vampires opened and you went to closed it?..”. (Director Bar) Since Bar was a goblin and he was lower in height compared to anyone in the room, he had to stand up on his chair to speaks, he were quite nervous as he aside about the portal, I remember that I closed it already by killing a few of Tier 6 Undead and Demons that were the catalyst of that portal.