Demonology Stories Novels & Stories

Evelyn has seen mages, elves, dragons, giants, and goblins in this other world, but not demons. Demons are a collective term for all the foul and unclean demons of the Abyss that grow in the Old Realm, cut off from all time and space, and are the offspring of the Old Gods. Thousands of years ago, the Old Gods were overthrown by the New Gods and banished to the Old Realm, and it is the New God system that the off-world continent Evelyn is on believes in.

That’s what we were told in school…anything else and hysteria would have erupted. Demon’s are dangerous. They don’t have morals. They use, manipulate and kill at will. The Angel’s wanted to rid the world of their plague and didn’t entirely succeed. We were told the few Demon-bloods that still exist are such a small amount we are never likely to account one in real life, and now I’ve just been told by a Noble that I’ve sat across the table from one. A full-blooded Demon, even. "That's impossible...I mean, not impossible, but highly unlikely,” I whisper hoarsely, feeling true, horrifying fear course through me.

ISABELLA It's been a week. A week of flipping through books in the library due to the curiosity burning through my veins. Before my mother died, she enjoyed telling me bedtime stories about demons. She'd tell me they're hideous creatures with horns and claws, quick to lure people into sin with their destructive powers and sweet tongue. She knew so much, she made it look like she actually knew someone like that—a demon—but each time I asked, she'd tell me it's a myth.

It only took a couple years but it still happened, nature totally flipped over. Soon every human knew, every human claimed to have seen and encountered one of these mythical creatures and most of these humans were just as dumb as they could have been smart. Books began to pop up everywhere; "The art of demonology". "Summoning your inner demon". "To control a Spiritual being." You would think that after this end time exposure they would turn to the safe place, turn to the light, but no, instead they capitalized on it, humans were curious, and curiosity always killed the cat. In this case, curiosity killed the humans, nearly eliminating them.

I said, wagging my finger. “All of it, all eighty years,” he said, putting his hands down. “All of… You’re what,” I said, falling back to the couch. I immediately grabbed a large thin blanket and wrapped myself like E.T. Somehow it was going to protect me which was ridiculous. Over the next however long, it seemed like hours … he told me his life story. All three of them. Murder, drugs. Vampires, fairies, angels, demons. He’s a demon. It was what I had suspected, what I nearly said sometimes. What I thought.

then, the forces of evil have been having their day, wreaking havoc. At some point, good will vanquish evil, and perfection will be restored. Meanwhile, there are many ways to counter evil, to minimize its impact in the world. The lore about demons is rich and varied, and the stories of human dealings with demons are colorful and mesmerizing. All of my encyclopedias emphasize the Western tradition, with the inclusion of some crosscultural entries for comparison. In this volume, I have included entries on many individual demons, including the heavyweights of hell; types and classes of demons; demonized pagan deities; examples of demonic and spirit possessions and exorcisms; expressions of th

The greatest trick the devil pulled was deceiving the world there was only one of him. *Demons are like obedient dogs, they come when they are called. Just when you think you've hit the rock button you realize you are standing in another trapdoor. *Even the dead tells stories... Shhh.. Just listen to them. You know what they say? "Oh yes! There would be blood! Death! Gunshots, more deaths and then finally, the war that would end mankind, more like the apocalypse. Just wait for it, more are coming. *Date: 19th July, 2023

Lidya giving me another preacher of hers while chewing her fruit salad at the cafetaria. She doesn't like how my face looked right now. She starts giving preacher about the side effect of staying up, starting from the dull color of hair, hairloss, dark circle, dull face, acne, dry skin, black spot and so on. Like I care! Huff she doesn't know the reason why I fight to stay not asleep. The seconds my eyes shut, his shadow is appearing, I wonder if there is a spell to block this kind of things. I did browse for that actually, they said to prevent bad dream we must hang a dreamcatcher-scoff.. I think it will take more than that to repel this evil terror. Should I call a shaman to jinxed him? Oh

She would describe how some angels would come down from the heavens to guide and protect mortals, while others would be cast out for their pride and arrogance, becoming demons. One of her grandmother's favorite stories was about a demon prince who had fallen in love with a mortal woman. The prince had promised to help the woman exact her revenge on those who had wronged her, but in return, she had to bear his child. Olivia used to listen to this story with rapt attention, never realizing how much it would resonate with her own life. As she walked through the funeral home, the voices of the people who had taken everything from her echoed in her mind.

Ares turned away from her with a sigh as he looked up to the sky. “Because he tried to kill me. My father…. He tried his best to free me from the demon inside me but there was nothing he could do about the demon and it was getting worse and worse everyday. I would wake up and find myself in a pool of blood with dead animals around me or sometimes, some dead wolves or humans. After that, my father locked me up in a room that no matter what, I couldn't escape till one day, he told me he found a solution" Myla raised an eyebrow.