Demonic Tail Novels & Stories

As said by Maddox's father, there is really no way to get rid of them unless the ritual is complete. "Hey I found something interesting.Demons have an enhanced sense of smell and taste.They can sense the other souls, higher ranked demons can even force the evil souls for submission. Gray eyed demons belong from the highest rank and are the cruelest.But there's something more dangerous, two demons combined together can do massive destruction." Martha paused, her face pale as she looked up at me. "You said the Lycan Kingdom had a demon trapped and and.. our Alpha also has a demon which means both together in one place"

It was dangerous. Under the scorching sun, three formidable demonic beings stood ominously in front of the ancient pack house, emanating an aura of malevolence. Each demon possessed a unique appearance, reflecting their individual nature and power. The first demon stood tall and imposing with ebony skin and fiery crimson eyes. His long, jagged horns protruded from his forehead, and he carried a wickedly serrated sword crafted from blackened bones. The second demon was shrouded in a cloak of swirling shadows, making it difficult to discern her true form. Her skeletal fingers clutched a slender, obsidian staff topped with a glowing, pulsating orb of ethereal energy. The final demon had a hulki

How could a spirit be tortured? Rose groaned as she rolled over onto her back, smoke seeming to rise from her singed body. The demon just cackled as he watched them, the noise sounding like boulders grating against each other. His body was a deep red, almost as if it had been dipped in blood. His eyes were almost as dark as his body, with no whites to be seen, almost as if they flowed from his body straight to the pupils. He had pointy ears and two small horns in the middle of his slick scalp. His teeth were just as yellowed as Baltabek's, and his fingers and toes were scrawny claws that resembled small talons from a twisted bird. He wore no clothing, and just like Baltabek, seemed to have n

The sudden violence shook my Trushul free from my sweater, the silver blessed trident glowing in warning of the demonic as bull-like horns grew from Zee's scalp, his skin dyeing a midnight blue, as a coiled tail snaked around to caress my legs. "So, how's about we talk about my dear old friend, Remmy, huh, toots?" Fuck.

As the new form of Lily and Melinda cut her throat together, removed her head from her body. The minute the head was removed out of her body, her body fell down and some maggots started crawling out of that body. Making it more disgusting and even it started crawling out of the eye sockets of Demona’s head. Eric tried to spell a fire to burn and for the first time here they have come, his magic worked. Seeing the burning head and body of Demona, Crysta’s eyes glistened with tears as her mind started flooding of her father’s smile and the death of her beloved husband.

Not just 1 or 2 spirits if the victim is that much, he might just summon a whole platoon. Bushh.. A large bird appears with a shape exactly like a bird of paradise, but its body is made of ice and covered with blue flames. The tail hangs white hanging down covered with hotter fire and there are 2 longer tails. On the body is more blue and wings are wide with the same color as the tail. Repeated bursts of energy waves appeared as the bird flapped its wings. Suddenly the bird swooped down towards Al and just disappeared when it arrived. Not long after, Al woke up along with the completion of the Demon Lord's evolution.

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

She heard footsteps and turned her head to look who it was. "Dante! Oh my gods it is you!" Dante was the Crown Prince of the Northern Demon Citadel. He had bronze skin, like he had just got done tanning. His hair was indian long and black. He had beautiful blueish green eyes. Demons were almost pretty much like vampires. Their eyes hold the power rings. The more rings the more powerful. Their nails were just as sharp as well. Their ears were pointed and usually adorn with earrings. They had wings and an actual tail. Belle always made fun of Dante when he got mad at school because his tail would pop out along with his horns. Being a royal bloodline he could hide majority of his features in th

I argue, trying my best not to give up. Ever so slowly, he lifts his head. His eyes are black and soulless. His skin color washes away as a shadow emerges from his chest and slowly separates from his body. Covering my mouth, I try my best not to scream as the demonic creature shifts its head and looks at me. There are no eyes, just empty black holes. The Demon has three fingers each and smelled of burned ash. The more I stare at it, the more I recognize what it is. "Katrina!" The voice yells out.