Demonic Scorpion Novels & Stories

Before he put them in the fire, his hand too got wrapped by two more snakes with their tail into the soil. Satan growled as his fury touched the edge, exhibiting a blood-core demonic aura that caused all the trees there to turn completely to ashes, and the soil to turn red in blood as the demon with his snakes granulated under the soil. Similarly, a crown appeared on his head in place of horns.

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

Despite the light emanating from the Pentacle, the air was icy cold. Then the ground seemed to crack wider open like a glass and pouring through the shards came a horde of dark shapes, humanoid but twisted, gnarled and faceless, howling out a soundless scream that punctured the ears of the witch. It did not seem to affect Aosoth though. She cackled and her beetle-like eyes grew bright with a manic light as she raised her hands higher and the demons poured forth. Icy wind burned the witch as more humanoid demons came through the band of light within the Pentacle. The air stank of sulphur and ashes.

I don't mean to flatter myself, but it sounds like he's in love with me, and he's getting ahead of himself. A relationship with anyone who is not like myself could be hazardous. Especially when you're like me, supernatural and hunted. Even among the supernaturals, my type is hunted and killed. Humans were the ones who took us in and helped us. They also gave us a name. Gargoyle. A creature that is both grotesque and hideous. Of course, most don't look like a demon that crawled out of the earth, but it helped to represent us, albeit to the extreme. Gargoyles were the product of a union between an angel and a demon.

Omar growled at her seductive moans when he rubbed his fingers against her clits, he felt his erection harden and he thrust his middle finger into her, squeezing her breast roughly. Megan let out a scream and her back arched away from him but he pulled her back to himself, pressing his hardness against her back. She brought her hand to grab his arm wanting to slow him down but he wouldn't stop. He added another finger inside her, earning another scream of pleasure from her. "Omar....!"

I rested my head on his arm as we both stared into the sky. **** Corovi's POV "I can't believe this" I half yelled and banged the table as I stood to my feet. "What's wrong my Lord?" Zach the seer, asked. " Who am I?" "Huh?" He exclaimed. " I said who am I?" I roared. "You're Lord Corovi, the strongest demon in mycon" He stuttered with a slight bow. "I thought as much! How dare she play games with me" "Her? Who?" " Dinner is served my Lord. " A female voice interrupted.

"Be careful of what you're saying, Iris. The demons is a forbidden topic and no one likes to talk about it. They have scarred our world for years, currently we don't know what happened to the rest of their kind. In the far Southern region, the demons used to live there. Fortunately, there are no signs of demon entity left there so we believed they're gone...or so we thought. I was scared when the reports showed that a demon scent is caught in those burning buildings, that is in Halycon." "Have they found any leads to the demons?" "No. The scent was mixed in the fire's smoke, they couldn't trace them anymore. Demons are a bunch of sneaky bastards it is hard to catch their scent and can pass t

Tommy didn’t believe me, of course. Who would? I had to beg him. My friend shrugged and promised to wait in our chambers until I dealt with the problem. The issue was resolved the same night. I simply summoned the hunter. As hellhounds weren’t simple dogs, hunters weren’t simple demons. He appeared almost immediately, looking at me with his blood-red eyes. He was tall, gangly, and reminded me of a cellar spider. In the cloud smoke which hid his features he seemed clumsy and awkward—if you didn’t know how fast and deadly he could be.

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

I asked, not bothering to keep the curiosity from my voice. "I've only just seen him once myself, at a department store if I recall correctly, a few months ago. He's tall, chiseled, really well built. He's pretty hot if you come to think about it. Scary but hot. Then again Ted Bundy was hot and he was a serial killer." Skylar rambled. "She's definitely talking about the same guy." I thought to myself. "Do you want me to give you a drive home?" Skylar asked, when she noticed me walking away from the direction of the parking lot.