Demonic Joker Novels & Stories

The awakening was confirmed by the church, and the Holy Land, after that, the tragic happened. It was the appearance of a man who call himself 'Mage Joker' but prefer as the Crazy Scientist by many. Brought down fear at night, he took the beautiful night into horror, killed many people as his entertainment and the revival of the death was his caused. Death come's back as a living? Is a wish everyone has, however they didn't wish for a death forced to walk through earth as a soulless body without any control of it's body. They are a vicious soulless body of every people they meet but they are not the same. This creatures has become aggressive and wild, that not any human should act.

“Why are you sitting in the dark?“ I ask him as I take a few steps closer to him. He smiles at me evilly, and I shudder. But maybe he just finds it funny that this is the first thing I’m asking while he is covered in blood. It splatters his white shirt clinging to his broad chest and he even has a few drops on his face. “Oh, my God, Gio. What happened?” His smile brightens as he puts a finger on his lips, chuckling as if it was a secret. My heartbeat picks up its pace, as this action is highly disturbing. I remember the Joker vibes I got from Domenico, but thinking of it, that was like being with an angry baby kitten in comparison with what I’m feeling now.

Her ocean-blue eyes have depths of innocence in them, and it seemed as though an inevitable gravity was dragging me in to explore those vast sets of orbs. I was so distracted by how the doll's elegance had held me chained up that I did not even notice the entrance to the villa slamming completely shut until I realized it. I stumbled through it, but I was completely blown shocked when I started hearing a melodic line being hummed ominously from behind my back, causing my head to instinctively flip toward its direction. My mouth dropped open, and my eyes widened in sheer terror, and my body started to shrivel up in fear and panic, as my heart pummeled vociferously. I was screaming with tears i

Jake raising his voice made us all look at him with seriousness settled in our faces which made him shut up and calm back down. "I understand your point, Jake," Xavier started, "However, we need our Demon to escape no matter what. That's why..." He trails, waiting for Jake to realise. Jake looked down at his hand and finally got it, "That's why I have the Joker." Jake finished while putting the card down. "Exactly. You pay the part they need you to play in their plan but when it's time, you take Dominic and run. Not only will this protect her but will also protect you." I put down a two of hearts to correspond with this.

– Joker, he was chasing him with the green gas, he heard the voices of demons. There beside him had his villains, throwing the damn gas, making him run staggering, they were being used for business. - You idiots, you were used, they want me. "Dragon," he said, staggering toward the ground, vomiting blood, falling as he crawled. - That one. Then, losing strength, bleeding all over, when he started to fall non-stop when he lay still, spitting blood, his associates arrived, when he heard around him, seeing demons, throwing everyone around him, so they wanted Negotiate.

He was the one who'd wrecked my apartment, the one who'd been giving me all those disturbing warnings and messages. He was the one knew Trevor. He had a hood pulled over his face so I couldn't make out his features and although I couldn't see his face but there was something really frightening about him. A shiver of fear ran down my spine. His whole semblance screamed pure evil. I'd never feared anyone more than I feared him at the moment, and I didn't even know what he looked like. Nate was intimidating at times and he could be pretty terrifying when he was angry but I'd never felt so afraid with him. In fact, for some obscure reason Nate had always managed to make me feel safe, but this ma

the demon was frustrated to hear about his 50000$ dollars ass, demon hold him back, but that lead to the unravelling of the truth, which better never show up. " Now give me your 50000$ ass, I will take at one, I will gladly fulfil all your desire" the demon can see his blushing ears, he was shying, and his voice because helpless, his dick was rising, " why it's your dick is rising, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously" " you don't have to be cruel to me, I didn't tell you but. I am bisexual, I can take things to get this fast"

He held the fairy to the wall and strangled her to death. Once he had committed the crime he came to his sense and realized what he had done. ‘Hide the body!.’ Loki whispered into the man's mind. The man looked left and right and pulled the fairy’s body into his hotel room. Loki is an inner Demon, that Demon that tells you negative things in your mind, sometimes it seems as though that Demon took a hold of a person and controls everything one does. After a while it seems as though the Demon fled when the crime has been successfully committed leaving the person to face what he or she has done.

But then, an eerie silence fell over the room, and for a few agonizing seconds, the only sound was the comedian's labored breathing. Suddenly, the man rose to his feet, his eyes no longer betraying his human nature. Something had changed, a transformation that had taken place in the blink of an eye, and it was clear that this was no longer the same mortal who had sat cowering before the fallen angel. Lucifer's mischievous smile had given way to a look of pure, unadulterated pride. He had summoned Baphomet, the demonic entity he had once commanded, and now the jester stood before him, reborn and ready to serve the fallen angel's whims.

When the shirtless man grew closer, Gregg could see two large lightning bolt tattoos on each side of the man’s six-pack abdomen. Gregg could now see the dark figure. It was a man with white makeup on his face, along with what appeared to be black eyeshadow. The man had his pitch-black long hair tied up into a ponytail, and it looked like he had blood painted across his broad shoulders. The white makeup made the man look like Jared Leto’s Joker from the Snyder Cut Justice League. Gregg felt helpless while looking up at this shirtless, sweaty mass of raw muscle who was towering over him, holding a shiny long antique battle-ax in his left hand. Gregg recognized the man’s face through the white