Demonic Drawing Ideas Novels & Stories

Dhampirs could live well into the 300’s, longer even than some vampires thanks to their ability to wield the 4 elements, Earth, Wind, Fire and Air. Bethel moved to Seraphina’s side and began artistically plating the fruits Seraphina was delicately cutting. Bethel glanced at Seraphina and kissed her teeth “Our Master should really give you another dress, the fabric is barely clinging on! It is far too indecent for a young lady to wear! No wonder those pigs are constantly ogling you”, she ended with a tutt.

Darkness descended, the sky turning a sickly shade of crimson, and Mia's smile twisted into a look of terror. The demon's presence surged within him, stirring the dormant power that lay within his veins. Its malevolent whispers filled his mind, taunting him, tempting him to embrace the darkness. Alex clutched his head, desperately trying to block out the onslaught, but it was a battle he seemed destined to lose.

Wonder if I have any powers? *Ember* I run my hand over the books in my workroom searching for a specific one. "Ah ha." I grab a book with a dark crimson cover and gold lettering from the shelf. "Demons and Hell" is written across the cover. I grab some paper, my feather and my ink before I sit down on a chair. I open the book and start reading. "There are three classes of demons known to humankind. The classes are as follows: the lowest level are the Vermin Class followed by the Common Class and lastly are the Royalty Class.

I took my regular route down to the archives and picked up right where I left off from the day before. From my previous search in trying to uncover all I could about ‘soul-snatchers’, I did happen to stumble upon a couple of passages that captured my attention. ‘Most dark creatures (i.e, demons, spirits, and specters) are attracted to large volumes of power and lively activity. Where they lack in soul and genuine moral decency, they seek to steal and take from others as a means to quench their undying hungers...’ “How pleasant,” I muttered to myself.

“So will you be able to track it?” “Tracking a demon is impossible but luring it somewhere is possible.” “That sounds promising. So how do we do it?” “To lure a demon out we must use something it likes.” Lupa started. “Things that can interest a demon are really hard to come by. A demon has to feed so using a human as bait could work. They loves the scent of blood too. A person bleeding out in the night defenselessly can ignite the demon’s predator instincts. Predators are drawn to weak prey, a prey that they can take down without exerting themselves. You can also summon them using a ritual but I don’t think it’ll work this time.”

Cain’s eyes turn softer as he looks at his son. "They're demons. We all know that demon’s revels in emotions like anxiety and anger. Every time you fight, they get closer," he explains. "Interesting ..." Julien rubs his hand on the beard stubble covering his jaws and looks curiously at Enock. "I believe," Enock continues, "that if we can create a pentagram, we can call on pure evil. Then they would come to us." "How do we make a pentagram?" Cain wonders. "I can do it," Laurin says.

He picked up the purple emblem, carefully examining it. "This contains… the secrets of the Devouring Sky Demon Art?" His eyes widened slightly in surprise before a smirk curled at his lips. The Devouring Sky Demon Art was an ancient demonic technique that absorbed the life force of countless beings to strengthen the user—an infamous secret art of the demonic sects. "Well, that was easier than expected!" Chase's eyes gleamed with interest. Without hesitation, he sat cross-legged, closing his eyes to study the manual. He had no intention of practicing the art itself, but by understanding its principles, he could uncover a way to counteract it. After all, recklessly cultivating a demonic techni

"Saye, what is that you want me to see-" I say as I enter but pause with wide eyes and back hitting against the wall, shocked. "What the hell is that?" One of the boys, the youngest, has some one-eye creature. It's like a dark gooey substance paste, and someone just glued those plastic eyes for arts and crafts. Its round yellow eyes look around frantically. I feel a chill running down my spine, seeing how disgusting it is. "In the Demon Realm, these are called Carcurus; they are low-level creatures that find a victim and stick themself on a host sucking the life force out of them."

“Wow, you seem like you have an interesting setup. I thought you worked out of the station, though.” “Well, we get a lot of criticism about our work, so we keep the bulk of it away from prying eyes.” “So, a lot of occult stuff and UFOs?” “Along with sightings and encounters with legendary creatures.” “Really like what? Vampires and dragons?” “. Here’s your burger. As for this, we’re thinking, magical satanic rituals and such.” “Satan, eh? That’s not in my range of experience. You’re talking demon summoning and things like that?”

I picked it up and studied it. Black and red; it must have been made from cooled magma or something. A pentagram design drew my eyes first and an unreadable, infernal script covered the band. I could tell Kenton thought it was awesome, but he knew better than to voice that opinion in front of me. Meanwhile, Roderick examined a bookshelf. There weren’t many tomes in it, but it had caught his attention. He ran his fingers along the spines and tilted his head to read the titles. “Books on Demonology,” he muttered.