Demonic Breathing Novels & Stories

How could a spirit be tortured? Rose groaned as she rolled over onto her back, smoke seeming to rise from her singed body. The demon just cackled as he watched them, the noise sounding like boulders grating against each other. His body was a deep red, almost as if it had been dipped in blood. His eyes were almost as dark as his body, with no whites to be seen, almost as if they flowed from his body straight to the pupils. He had pointy ears and two small horns in the middle of his slick scalp. His teeth were just as yellowed as Baltabek's, and his fingers and toes were scrawny claws that resembled small talons from a twisted bird. He wore no clothing, and just like Baltabek, seemed to have n

It’s a dark purple, it’s so enormous and poisonous upon breathing the smoke it releases. Samael laughed insanely, like there’s no tomorrow. Evil like him doesn’t just give up so easily and he’ll do everything to conquer the entire magic realm. Alice and the sisters frowned. It was the first time they saw a powerful devil slime and they couldn’t identify its weakness because its body is not just slimy but it also becomes a poisonous smoke when Demonise tries to slice it and it will grow back like nothing happened. This type of slime is so dangerous because the smoke could kill when inhaled.

Although it was very loud, Marlin was not shocked at all as she had expected this. “How long have you noticed?” Marlin asked the demon sitting on the floor. She dispelled her concealing spells and showed herself in front of the demon. “Since the moment you entered Britney’s mind.” The demon answered. The demon had horns so huge that they were bigger than his head and curled twice. His eyes were glowing yellow and his body was dark violet with mysterious markings all over. Nearby, Marlin could see rotting corpses and skeletons of various races. Perhaps Marlin was used to the smell, but it did not smell as bad as it looked.

Byron cackled, his voice dripping with twisted delight. "Think you can run from it? These desires come from inside you, from your own body, your own heart. The Demonic Art reaches beyond death itself. There is no escaping it." He let out a cold, satisfied sneer. Suddenly, a massive cloud of black mist, threaded through with a sickly pink haze, exploded outward and blanketed the entire sky above the Umbral Peak Sect.

he demands, advancing on the Demon. I can't see the Demon's face. His head hangs lopsided off his neck and from where I'm standing it doesn't look like he's breathing. Dominic gets close enough to reach out and push on his shoulder but the Demon doesn't move. Dominic glances back at me, making sure I haven't moved, I'm sure, then shifts his feet, kicking the side of the Demon's shoe. The movement must have awakened him, or he was totally faking it, and he slowly raises his head.

His hands find my neck, and he presses it to the pillow, choking me. I kick my feet in the air, struggling to breathe as I stare the demon in the eye. I am pleading with all my body, all my existence, but he doesn’t let go. Slowly, I start to feel like my consciousness is drowning, and that’s when I wake up, screaming and hugging my pillow, “Oh shit!" I nearly remove the roof with my screams, "Thank you, God! Thank you, Mary, Mother of God! Thank you, Joseph, stepfather of God. Thank you, Gautama Buddha! Thank you for working together to show me mercy!” I voice, gasping so hard it sounds like I’m still choking. My bed is soaked from sweat, the corner of my eyes stained with unshed tears, and

"Ally has Kucreanod." Rose blinked, suddenly aware of how little she knew of demon health. "What's that?" "It's a very deadly disease that causes hearing loss, fever, loss of motor functions, and even death. More often then not, depending on a demon's biology, it skips to death. In her case, it might." "Yikes, any clue how she got it?"

Samael sits in a bigger waiting room than the bride's except the room is quiet, in a low temperature and not filled with deodorant scents and flowers There is an empty glass of wine in front of the small table and two other people standing not too far from him and another tied up in the air struggling silently in pain, The mood in the room of the room seems more cold that its temperature. As soon as Samael hears the sound music telling him ceremony has start, the demoniac look on his face disappear and Vada who is hanged up in the air fall down to earth in a loud bang.

The sound echoed through the hallway like a gunshot. My chest was rising and falling fast. I was breathing hard. The rage was still simmering just under my surface. I couldn't believe the audacity of that man. He had sneaked into my room. He had used his demonic power to hold me down while I was asleep. He had touched me.

I was so aghast when the demon grabbed him by his body and lifted him like he was some kind of a toy. I screamed when I saw him being squeezed by the demon and Xeno, who was perplexed to see what happened, jumped towards the demon and gave it a powerful kick on its chest. It flinched, making a few steps backward but it didn’t release Markan who is now struggling to breathe in its hands. “F*CCCCKKK!!!”