Demonic Hair Novels & Stories

And I wanted to become as awe-inspiring and menacing as he was. Meanwhile, the demon wrapped his wings around himself and all of a sudden, started shrinking. In a minute, the pangram contained a rather cute-looking noble. You'd never guess who he was if you didn't know! He had golden hair, blue eyes, and marble-white skin. He was so thin, you'd think he would break if you blew on him. Instead of a whip, he had a rose in his hand. The rose was the last straw. I had no words. Yet the demon finally spoke up, like wind roaring outside the windows of the old tower.

If he failed again, the back of his head would be cut, and half of his head would be blown off. Swoosh! The First Demon Lord slashed down with his demonic blade. This time, it cut precisely the hair of the Second Demon Lord. But with a clang, the sound of metal colliding could be heard. Then the cracks on the surface of the demonic blade in his hand spread and finally broke into countless pieces. Then they turned into a foul aura and dissipated. Not a single strand of his hair was broken. The First Demon Lord wanted to curse. It was ridiculous. As an Immortal Master, he couldn't cut off the hair.

It didn’t seem to affect him at all? He walked in with sheer confidence and opened his arms wide with flair, he turned around and shook his bum a little before continuing to walk down the path, as if he knew exactly where to go. Enkeli put her hand over her mouth to stifle her laughter at the site she had just seen. “Is this how all demons are? They’re not so bad.” She actually thought he was kind of funny, in a silly manner but his looks were the complete opposite. He looked ferocious. She wouldn’t be surprised if his red hair was actually red because he dyed it with the blood of his enemies.

No, not specifically her, at her hair. ‘Why is he staring like that? Is there something wrong with it? Oh—’ Layla frowned as Demeter’s words came back to her memories. Awful colour, she had said. Terra too. Their world saw silvery white hair as a curse, an unlucky sign because it was mostly her kind that had it.

He’s the complete opposite of Beelzebub and Leviathan. Lev has purple hair flowing down his slender back—he struts almost completely naked if not for the skimpy loin cloth in his crotch, unabashed, and unashamed of his nudity. Two black horns adorn his head, curling outwards and thorny but it isn’t as large as Beelzebub’s—the demon’s horns are huge.

I would ensure that he begged for mercy, that he would wish for death itself to end his torment. But I knew I had to keep my emotions in check. My demonic aura, sensing my turmoil, began to stir, threatening to break free from its restraints. I focused my will, drawing upon the demonic power that lay within me. Slowly, I managed to regain control, the dark energy receding back into the depths of my being. "A mage, you said, with silver hair, silver brows, and even silver eyes?" I muttered to myself, my mind racing with the description. It was a peculiar combination, one that seemed to evoke a sense of familiarity, yet I couldn't quite place it.

Those involved demons and magics that I didn’t want to think about. Adam stood up, his hand moved through his thick brown hair. Trying to tame the wavy strands as his dark eyes narrowed on me. He was tall and lanky, his body was all sinewy muscles.

She heard a man opened the door, he had black hair and eyes, this made it clear that he was a demon. Demons had black hair and black eyes, anytime they chose to change into their human form, it was rare they had any other colour hair or eyes, it was considered an abomination if they did, Lilith didn't like that fact, it wasn't their faults for the colour of their eyes or hair, but that's how it worked down there and she had no say in the matter, but she wished they would change it. "Yes, and you are?" The man placed a smile on his face, making his eyes look light.

It was as if a veil had covered her mind, memory, and ability to think. "Just blast another of their headquarter again." It was the voice again, seemingly the continuation of the conversation fragments. This time, it was a female voice. "What the use? Dæmon's main rat hole is not easy to track. Even if you set fire on one of his headquarters, he wouldn't have cared." Another male voice again, but this time was lighter, and his tone contemptuous, laced with slight anger and mockery. "Tsk, isn't he such a ruthless person?"

After a while, it said bitterly, with a hint of dissatisfaction in its tone, "But even if you didn't hurt him, I can catch him." "Haha." The skinny demon sneered. "You look down on me?" The great demon with long hair standing on end suddenly raised its voice as its face turned red. At the same time, the long hair on its head actually condensed into black spikes. And these sharp spikes also extended down from the back of its head, covering its back, and did not stop until its back. Coupled with its distorted face at the moment, it looked like an ericius. "Ericius, since you have the strength to compete with me, why don't you think about how to kill that cultivator?" The thin-faced shapeshifti