Demonic Dances Novels & Stories

Cirella laughed so hard, she was clutching her stomach. "Come on Belle, he would not do that. He would just try to get into those pants of yours." Dante chuckled with his wife. Demos, which who in turn went by Dem in the human world, was one of her dancers when they practiced for tours and special events. He was a very big pervert but had a huge heart. She almost felt sad sometimes knowing how he lost his wife in childbirth. "Just promise me you will not over do it CiCi." Cirella unfolded her wings and sighed.

I’m deeper still. The smell is rancid as I descend the steps into a damp and cloyingly warm chamber sitting past that first picturesque mausoleum. A pentagram is burned into the earth here, and I mean it is actively alight and glowing, like cherry red coals in a fire. Stood inside is a thrashing mass of what looks like tar and shadow and crimson eyes – Even with Ashmedai in control, my body vomits at the sight of it, the feel of him-- “Daniel,” Christian softly calls. He’s stood trapped in the center of that pentagram, glowing with heavenly light. The demonic mass is nowhere to be seen, but I know that thing is still lurking here, right behind Christian's breathtaking, stolen image.

This was where the demon would attempt its final ascension, seizing complete control over Alex's body and soul. Without wasting a moment, Mia and Heartman began the ancient chants, their voices harmonizing with an ethereal resonance that filled the chamber. The words reverberated through the air, a powerful incantation designed to weaken the demon's grip and dismantle the altar. But just as the chants reached a crescendo, the ground beneath them began to tremble. The stone floor cracked open, and Alex emerged, flanked by his loyal followers who had been twisted and corrupted by the demon's influence. Their eyes glowed with a sinister crimson light, and the air crackled with malevolent energy

Lucas activated his Immemorial Demonic Script, and the entire underground palace was filled with demonic aura. Demonic clouds that made one’s scalp tingle appeared as well. Humans had human aura, while Dark Race beings had evil aura. As for Lucas, he had demonic aura! After Lucas activated the third level of his Immemorial Demonic Script, the Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsmen began to tremble in fear from the 'demonic' pressure. The intense pressure was suffocating them.

But everything crumpled down when she found out the truth. This is Dark Hades call. He only comes out when there’s death. He only comes out when there’s evil and blood. Because death and darkness are always the demon’s call.

All three demons recoiled at once, as if an explosion had shoved them back. I saw fear in their eyes. Demons. Creatures of the underworld who fear nothing and no one. They were afraid of the disfigured omega who, five seconds earlier, had been a trembling bundle against a tree. Emili stood. But not the way a person stands. She *unfolded,* like a shadow stretching in reverse — fluid, unnatural. Her mouth opened, and a sound came out that was neither human nor animal: a deep hiss vibrating on frequencies that made every hair on my body stand on end.

Soon, a low, vibrating hum filled the air. He brought the device to my ankle and slid it upward. The tingling sensation surged through me, reaching deep within me. I felt like my whole body was on fire. "This is the second session. The vibration helps stimulate the energy within you and get it moving." Henry ran the vibrating toy from my ankle to my knee, then to my inner thighs. He held the device there, continuously circling the area. The intense vibrations kept stimulating me, making me tremble from head to toe. Even the ball beneath me began to vibrate, and my body started to rise and fall rapidly.

My nails dug into his thighs as I tried to steady myself, choking, moaning, overwhelmed. The demons surrounding us growled, their claws scraping the stone. They were hungry, restless. Damien chuckled darkly, pulling my head back so his cock slapped across my wet face. “They want to see you fall apart, pet. So give them a show.” He pushed me down again, this time all the way until my nose pressed against his stomach. I gagged, throat stretched, tears blinding me as he held me there. My lungs burned, panic mixing with pleasure until my body shook.

The pit roared. ‎Hands tore at her. Groped. Beat. Clawed. Ripped. ‎Her screams were not noble. They were horrific. ‎Bones cracked. Skin split. Laughter and sobs blurred together in a nightmare. ‎Kane turned Leo’s chair around. ‎ ‎As they wheeled out, Delilah’s last shred of pride was shredded behind them. ‎And just before they passed through the final archway… ‎Kane paused. ‎Glanced back.

She turned to give the Elder a smile and ran off. Anna got home and didn't bother to knock, she barged in and what she saw, only made her more mad than she already was. Three pair of eyes settled on her as she stood by the door, her skirt was tied to settle on her knee, she looked more like a mad woman, and her glares sent shiver down the groom's spine. "Oh...I'm sorry, my daughter doesn't actually dress like this, I don't know what's wrong with her... " Diana chuckled nervously as she came to stand beside her fuming daughter.