Demonic Father Novels & Stories

The soft light of dawn on the calm seashore transformed into a hellish battlefield within moments. Before me knelt thousands of mechanical beings, each identical to my Lucas. The blue chips in their chests merged with the morning light, creating an eerie, mesmerizing atmosphere. But the illusion shattered the instant I looked at the sky. The sun was no longer golden—it had turned a toxic violet. And within those burning purple flames emerged the colossal figure of my father—the ancient demon of the Moreno bloodline.

After I shouted to choose Matteo, my mother, Sofia, looked down at me in shock. "Lia, what are you talking about?! You just told me yesterday that Vincenzo treats you the best. Why are you choosing Matteo now?" Matteo had a terrible reputation among the Families. Everyone said he was bloodthirsty and ruthless, with enough blood on his hands to stain the entire river red. I used to hide whenever I saw him, crying and begging my mother to hold me. But they would never know that in my last life, the terrifying Diavolo Sanguinario was the only one who avenged my mother and me.

" I nod my head, agreeing with him and begging for him to continue. "They were happy, that is until my father had a glorious idea. Apparently, he thought it would be a good idea to pick a fight with the demons again. My father took no one with him and he ran head first into absolute suicide. He was too cocky. He thought he could beat them all himself. But they obliterated him and later returned to attempt obliterate us as well. They failed.

“There’s so much to say… so much you don’t understand.” “Then start from the beginning,” Demika urges, her voice soft but insistent. “We need to understand what we’re dealing with, especially after the Valentine Saga in the early hours of today… we can’t take anymore chances.” Chloe takes a deep breath, steeling herself before she begins. “My father… he’s not who you think he is. He’s part of an ancient order, a group of powerful beings who have existed for centuries. They’ve mastered the dark arts, delved into forbidden knowledge, and they’ve used that power to control others, to manipulate events behind the scenes. The creature you saw in your vision, Demika—it was summoned by my father an

"Not again, Richard! Lord! Oh my God! This is the last one, Richard! Please kill me! Take my life, you demon from the pit of hell! Kill me, you monster!" Snarling like a wild beast, my father shoved mother to the ground and sat on her. I could have sworn his face was partially turned into something else. There was this darkness, this… smoke that vibrated as it swirled around father's face. What sent me more shivers where I hid was what father said in a deep voice that doesn't seem anything close to his usual voice. "This is what I'm here for, woman. I need your tears to be free once more. I need my wife to hatch my son."

“She is far more. She is an ancient, demonic soul, and she will unleash a destruction unlike you have ever seen on the world. Our jobs, as members of the Church, is to stop her—by any means necessary.” The father paled. “Our job is to heal our people,” he said, horrified. “I did not write to the Vatican for this. I think you should all leave now. I did not want this.” The man tightened his grip on his shoulder, and the father cried out. His grip was so strong, it sent a pain up and down his spine. The man stared back with steely black eyes, and the father felt as if he were staring into the depths of hell.

Dad and I, with a few others fought a few demons, we were able to shut the door, refraining more demons from entering, but a few of the demons got away. Dracula on the hand, faced his son who had suddenly become mad with becoming the next big thing ... " Son, I am your father!!" ..... Dracula said twice to his son.. But , Derek didn't seem like someone who'd actually give a damn about any man begin his dad. Without us talking, he grabbed Dracula by the neck, raised him above the ground and pulled out his beating heart from the chest... We were all taken aback, what happened and how did Derek gain such a huge power in a limited period of time, he had killed Dracula but what happens to the dem

I approached the doorway and I used my blood to open the invisible doorway and drove through. The underworld is just like the supernatural and human world, with buildings and homes, everyone here is some part of a demon and others are mated to demons. There were schools, theme parks, theaters, fast food joints, casinos, demon churches and rituals, and restaurants. My biological father was a rich elite and lived in Demonwood, the human version of Hollywood, as his wife was a famous movie star. My father was one of the loyal advisors to the Demon King, considered to be his second in command, I arrived at the gate and his guards let me in as they knew who I was, although my father disowned me.

This place is in every sense a nightmare, and the mate that I was given to was the devil himself. My father simply kissed my head, told me to be willing with the dark lord and things would be easier for me. My tears and pleas were background noise to him. The father I thought was always treasuring me, pampering me with expensive perfumes and oils, providing me with the best clothes and gifts, having my maids keep a special watch on my diet, was all along just grooming me to be this demon’s pet. Not even his only pet. I hear Lord Tenebris has a room full of sex slaves somewhere in his castle. Why one of them couldn’t give him his heir he desires, I do not know, but I will never forgive my fat

Dawn retorted, “You’re unbelievable, not only do you stand there and force this arraignment on me, but you also dare to accuse me of trying to embarrass the pack? Dad, be honest, if the pack discovered the truth, that you are sacrificing your daughter's life and happiness because of your own selfishness, who do you imagine they'd turn against?” “It does not matter, you will marry Malachi if I have to drag you down the aisle to do it, and that an order,” Her father said in an angry voice. “I’m done listing to this bullshit, mom I’ll talk to you later,” Dawn said, walking off before she could exit out of the living room. Her father grabs her by the hair and drags her further back into the livi