Demonology Stories Novels & Stories

"Perhaps a Raum or Dragonid demon I might have had luck killing, but summoning a Greater Demon, a demon that had existed before the birth of Hunters, infact a child of Lilith and Lucifer, was unthinkable among Hunters, but I was so desperate to prove a point to the Caucus, my mom, and Hunters at large, that one faithful night when my mother was out, I stole a couple of her spellbooks, a box of chalk and a Celestial Blade, and went up to my room. I locked the door and drew a Pentacle, then proceeded to perform a demon-raising ceremony. It was so powerful, summoning a Greater Demon, that it split our house in two and reduced it to rubble. "Suprisingly enough, I survived. And there Aosoth sat,

Gad said. "Okay" Theodore replied. Gad left the room while Theodore picked up a book and began to read. The book Theodore picked up was an interesting read, it was about the history of demons. According to the book, demons were created from a piece of ash rock that had been brought out from hell by mistake. The demons in the past had been really horrible. They enslaved the human race and treated them like animals. The only way demons could be killed was if they were stabbed in the heart with a weapon that had been soaked in a holy lake for thirty days.

She said with a serious voice. "Whipped? People are whipped here?" I asked with wide, disbelieving eyes. She nodded. "Darling, these are demons. They are not good creatures. They are revengeful, possessive and strong beings. Do not get on their bad side. They commit horrible, horrible things. The King had a prisoner from the human realm the other day. His eyes were taken first." She explained.

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.

"So what's with the demon or whatever my father told me about?" "We used to think it was ancient lore, Lena," He replied. "You know, evil spirits and bodies possessing legion and demons. But it turns out to be true. This particular demon is sucking off life force from people to gain more power. It's rather complicated. I think it's best if we talked about this in person because I also have my own theories." On a normal day, I would have turned him down but I really needed to know this. I needed to know what my destiny was.

I asked. "I've heard the old people here speak of a demon baby which had last been brought to the earth five decades ago and grew up among humans. Draining them of every energy." She explained. "There is no such thing Peggy. Stop believing everything they say. It's not true." I opposed. "Then let me take my bath for St to be on the safe side. They had said that two people had sex without bathing on Halloween night and the woman only gave birth on the next hallo..." She said.

All I knew was that if it had anything to do with that demon on the computer then this might be worse than I thought. “Okay,” she said in between her sobs, she continued in telling me about her dream, not leaving out a single detail. She told me about gashes that had appeared, how she had mumbled some sort of chant under her breath and how the demon had appeared. Abby cuddled in my arms and explained how it had disappeared after the symbol had been revealed. Even now she had thought that she had woken up and had seen it in the mirror and woke up in a start. “Then, I came straight down here, those eyes burning in my mind, to research everything on the computer. I found out that the beast is a

My pulse was at a steady pace but beating hard against my chest neck and abdomen. Breathe, breathe. I repeated to myself. I tiled my head to show I was confused by her question. “Besides the stories about you guys being evil and stuff. What’s it’s like being a demon?” I understood her question completely but another question invaded my thoughts repeatedly without consent, who am I? who am I? who am I?.

Easton pressed something on the tablet and an image appeared on the screen—a drawing of a black, horned creature with burning eyes and a twisted jaw. It didn't look like it was taken out of a fantasy illustration. “Many of you grew up hearing stories about demons,” he said. “Folk tales. Warnings. Myths. But demons were real. They are thousands of years ago and we have reason to believe that they now walk the mortal realm.” Whispers rose again, louder and sharper. Easton continued, “They were powerful. Corrupting. And nearly impossible to kill. It took every magical race working together to push them out of this realm and seal them in the Underworld.”

"I've never met a ghost, so I don't know. But, I've met a demon!" "Demon?" "Yes, demon!" "Didn't the gods confine the demon in the bowels of the earth so that humans can live on the earth? so, how did you meet the demon?" asked Matthew. Realizing that there were many things he didn't know made him very curious. After dinner, they went around the fire to hear Nathania's story about a demon they had never seen with their own eyes. Honestly this is a story that will make her feel in a dilemma, because indirectly she will tell them about the reason for her trip to Arthes Island. However, seeing the faces of 10 innocent young men who wanted to hear an extraordinary story from her, left her no oth