Demonology Demons Novels & Stories

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

I finally felt alive. “But…” He then put on a serious expression. “We found a rare chemical in your blood. “There isn’t a name for it on the market. “However, in the black market, the name of it is ‘Angel’s Kiss’.” Angel’s Kiss? It sounded beautiful, but I could not help but shiver. “It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet.

Silas's voice was edged with disbelief, as if grappling with the idea of supernatural forces at play. Ezra turned his attention to Lady Athena, his curiosity piqued. "What kind of curse are we dealing with, exactly?" Lady Athena's gaze held a mixture of solemnity and concern as she began to explain. "A demonic curse is a potent form of dark magic, woven in a way that links the victim to a malevolent entity, in this case, a demon. The victim becomes a conduit for the demon's influence, their emotions, thoughts, and even actions manipulated by the curse. It's a sinister form of control, and demons often utilize it to spread chaos and further their own agendas."

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.

The demon was still nervous and looked as if he would run at any moment. Demon started shaking his head no, "Not that prophecy, the other one." Doc jumped into the conversation all but yelling, "What other prophecy? Why do we not know about it?" Bob put a hand on Doc's shoulder to calm him so Demon would not run off. Demon gulped as he watched the men, "The other is as old as time. I do not know what it says. I do know that the young boy, the witches, and the twin moon goddesses, are part of it." I am just a lower demon, so I am not noticed when I am around and meeting or something is going on. Hades just listens to the other scream and yell, and then he agrees to whatever is asked. Although

It would also make some sense of why she could so easily slip into many different version of herself, honoring them and calling on the will to embody each sliver of herself. Her defiant answer was just the thing to kick in Blood’s lust for her energy, to taste the essence of what kept her body animated until there was nothing left. This moment made him understand why demons and succubi were often mistook for each other. Having the opportunity to ignore her needs and drink her soul dry of its life force showed him what separated them. As a demon, he wasn’t a slave to his thirst for it though, it was his choice to drink a little or all of her or none at all, unlike a succubus. For that gift, h

"Every Hunter is part demon in a way—" "And the daughter of a Greater Demon, might I add!" Robert continued. "It seems everywhere you go, demons tag along." Maddie gasped and took a step back, despair gripping her heart. "But I didn't—" "My daughter's birthday party, the cathedral, that diner downtown," Robert waved a hand around. "And what about what happened last night? Those Octopid demons didn't just materialise from thin air, did they?" She shook her head. "I might not know much, but I know enough of the Hunter world to know that every single Hunter attracts demons, and that it is our mandate—"

"But you don't have to kill anyone when you like it. Is that your job? And how can you tell he has many demons near him? What are you saying?" "I am a demon. Demons can detect the presence of a demon by sensing their aura." "What?!" Millicent gasped. "That's impossible!" "Not really." Linus chuckled. "It's just that sometimes, I can sense the demonic aura." "So, you're telling me that you are a demon that can do anything? Do demons exist?" Millicent can't believe what she is hearing right now. "They exist." She's confused about what he's telling her. A demon? This guy is a demon? She had a deal with a demon?

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.

His long tongue licked up the side of my neck and cheek. "You know us demons enjoy much more than mere humans, Mortas. I can pleasure you in ways you're not familiar with," he cooed and I rolled my eyes. Did no one know that Dane and Samson had been demons and one my lover. I chuckled and said,"I highly doubt that." His hand cupped my still soft member and I scowled at him.