Demonic Frequency Novels & Stories

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

Chapter Two. AZAEL BLACKWELL. The redhead with the big blue eyes was moving her hips in circles above me, I could feel my manhood coming in and out of her over and over again, I was focusing, imagining her to be that sweet redhead I've been studying for months, one that, has become the main protagonist of every one of my fantasies, I can't get her out of my head, not until I have her in my hands and make her mine, just mine.

Norman waved a hand impatiently at Martha. Martha lowered her head quickly and left the study. "Mr. Ballard, tell me the truth. Can I be saved?" Norman asked nervously. Sebastian turned to look at Lyanna and asked, "What's the black pus on Mr. Nichols Senior's neck?" "Demon maggots!" Lyanna answered without even pausing to think. Demon maggots? There was a ringing in Sebastian's ears. He had seen records of those in the Sacred Medicine Secret Annals. They were things that would only appear on evil ghosts or in areas where dark energy was very strong.

Burying it almost to the hilt, leaving out just enough to pull it out. ‎Her muffled scream, moan and whimpers told him she felt full. He bends and whispers, “you are going to fucking beg me to stop making you cum kitten.... You are going to be fucking sore that you won't walk for a week and I'll keep on fucking you till you're completely taken apart.” ‎At that moment Castelle knew she was doomed and the devil had come forth. ‎He turns it on to it's highest frequency and Castelle tugs at the restraint, desperate for an escape from what was going on within her.

Freya’s mother raised her hand, and the room fell into uneasy silence. “We will protect you,” she said. “But for that to happen, you must follow every instruction given by your teachers. Demons are not creatures you can outrun or reason with. They corrupt whatever they touch. If you encounter one, there is a 0.1% chance that you will come out alive." Her words made my stomach drop. The memory of the demon clawing its way through the ground flashed through my mind. The way it moved. The sound it made. The hunger in its eyes.

The high-frequency vibration of the sonic net was liquefying my thoughts. A high-pitched, agonizing hum vibrated through the bones of my skull, blinding my eyes with a layer of static white noise. Every nerve in my body was misfiring, my muscles locked into a rigid, helpless paralysis against the wet concrete. Beneath me, Dominic let out a low, choked growl, his fingers twitching against the floorboards as the acoustic frequencies systematically short-circuited his Lycan nervous system.

"Inside this chamber, there is another demon called Dincubus, Dincubus is a demon female lover who approaches males in their dreams to have sex. Some countries call them spirit wife. It comes to the demon and profess her love for you then she will begin to touch your genitals and it's feels real, after that, she will have sex with you. Once she comes once, she stays forever, her purpose is to render every man she comes in contact with useless. It takes a strong priest for that man to be delivered from her claws. Look Ryan, there are so many demons in here, we live in this mountains and if I should go on by mentioning their names and the work they are assigned to do, we will spread more than

They look very young but she was old, very old. I stared at Andrew and Lucien and noticed the same thing. It then dawned on me what they were. They were no witches but demons that hunt down witches to get more powers. They must have killed alot of them for them to look this young in flesh. They must be around a thousands years or more... Where does this information comes from. I barely know what I am and I know a lot about demons and witches already. "Pretty one, are you with us?" she touched my hand at the process and I cringed accompanied with a strange feeling knocking me out completely.

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

Even so, he’d refused to dismount until she was taken away. He’d hoped to have a clearer idea of just what was happening to the cook’s boss as he entered the camp, but he couldn’t move past the pain and sorrow of the spirits that haunted it. That’s why he decided to purify them and send them on their way. Only then would he have a clear channel to the evil that was destroying the man they called Ian. Now, seeing the naked demon woman fighting the flames to get to them, he understood. He was dealing with a demon succubus, not a restless spirit. Demons are often attracted to the darkness of locations where mass death and trauma took place.