Demonic Breathing Novels & Stories

“All together boys! One shouted and they all jumped up the dais steps. As they jumped they suddenly found themselves hanging in the air unable to move as Ruben encased them in a spell which stilled the air around them taking away their momentum and their ability to breathe. As they floating in the air, choking for their last breaths Ruben looked out over the rest of the demons. “Anyone else?” A ripple of sullen despair went through the crowd. The three demons were suddenly ripped apart by a strong rapid gust of wind, their blood raining down upon the crowd.

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

Her demeanor shows her awareness of her attractiveness and she reveled in it, turned her body slightly towards the doorway and positioned herself in a manner which shows her most attractive angle and pushed her ample chest, attracting even more lascivious attention. She tilted her head into a more seductive pose, strands of her hair partially hiding her eyes, unseen to everyone, the irises of her eyes which were dark, glowed dark red and a lighter shade around the pupils, giving an eerie feeling. She gave a low sinister chuckle. ************************************************************************************************

Oscar’s scream echoed with the sizzling fire. “I’m a demon.”

- Nadir replied proudly, regaining control of her senses and body, which craved his touch more than ever. - Think carefully.- as he spoke, Samael's eyes began to darken.- None of them refused me, and you won't resist me either.- he wrapped his breath around her, which made her feel weak.- Or you will die.- he added later, watching Nadir slide slightly to the ground. It was only a small part of the Breath of Death that could kill any demon and Samael, as one of the Fallen Angels, could use it. - You won't intimidate me.- Nadir gasped, a little dazed.

Suddenly, from the very center of the pentacle, a swirling mass of black smoke began to materialize, coalescing into a towering, amorphous form. This entity, devoid of any discernible features, exuded an aura of pure malevolence. Belle's heart raced as she took in the sight before her—this was her first encounter with a demon, a being she had scarcely believed could exist. Paralyzed with fear, she watched as the smoky figure loomed closer, its presence suffocating and terrifying.

He could not see a thing so he stood still where he was and interlocked his fingers across his stomach. The house reeked badly of something rotten, the strong stench swam around the dark house, making it difficult for Ben to breathe properly, he knew that staying in here and inhaling this horrible smell for too long would eventually kill him. He heard the clattering of objects falling to the ground and the sound of the demon grumbling followed.

I look ahead seeing two men coming out of the gate towards us just to stop upon seeing Demonica. “No stop!” I scream but it’s too late since a dark mist covers them both and Demonica raise her hand as the two are pulled closer to us right in front of Demonica. I am still bounded by Demonica’s black mist as I am being raise in the air just beside Demonica. I watch as she raises her hand and the other man is pull closer to her face. The man is struggling with shock and fear seen in his eyes, the black fog is like covering the two men’s mouth as it wrap around them like rope just like it is wrap around me. I watch as Demonica opens her mouth and suck a white light like thread that slowly being

"AHhhhhhhh!!" Vosvak screamed, his voice breaking the stillness of the room, a raw cry of pain that rang out through the empty stone walls. His body shook with wild convulsions, blood bursting from the deep fissures which scarred his flesh as if the very essence of his soul was being ripped asunder. His veins throbbed with a putrid black ichor, the toxin of the dark sorcery now coursing through every part of his body. His bones creaked and splintered, reforming in response to the demoniacal energy he had called upon.

Her face was beginning to get pale and red due to the lack of air. Her lungs were getting more heavy with time making her body compulse. Damien only glared at her with gritted teeth while strangling her. Emma's eyes were beginning to get blurry as her body wasn't getting any air. He then moved his face towards her. "YOU WANT TO SEE THE PYSCHO IN ME RIGHT?! THEN YOU WILL SEE THE DEMON IN ME FROM THIS MOMENT HEREON!!!". He screamed and spatted on her face. Here's a long update for you guys thanks to one of my constant readers of this book. Don't forget to leave a like and comment and also to follow my page. Till then. Bye.