Demons Don't Cry Novels & Stories

Placing my palms on the floor, I try to get up to only fall back down. " Agghh" " Don't try love. You won't be able to. After all this serum not only works on werewolves....but also demons." " De.... demon?" Deb crouches down to my level to make a sad face. Looking at me with fake pity filled in her eyes . " Aww she doesn't even know that she is the last demon left in this world. guys." " I am....not ..." " Let's bring her demon out girls. What's say."

Warriors gathered close, desperate to escape. But then— FWOOOOSH. A violent gust of wind ripped across the field, nearly knocking people off their feet. Everyone froze. A shadow darkened the sky. Three demons—Jyra, Devyani, and Daksha—descended with wicked smirks. Their wings folded neatly behind them, their skin pale as moonlight, their eyes burning with fury and grief. Jyra sneered, "Trying to run? Too late." Devyani added coldly,

Melanie finished and removed her blindfold. "Denver, where did you get this slut from? She's a really attractive one." a demon shouted. Another demon climbed up the stage and went directly to Melanie and squeezed he breasts which made her scream in fear. That was the final straw for me.

The barrier that once stood between Lyria and the rest of the world was torn by Kyante and her army was shattered, and from that tear emerged demons—grotesque beings of shadow and flame, their eyes burning with malice. The demons crawled out of the abyss, dragging themselves onto our shores, their claws digging into the earth with sickening strength. They moved like a tide of darkness, their numbers endless, filling the air with the smell of sulfur and death. They didn’t just march—these demons fed off the very land, their presence corrupting everything they touched. Trees withered and died in their wake, their leaves turning to ash, and the ground itself cracked and burned beneath their fee

Damien’s POV I wake up to the sun in my eyes. Fuck my head is pounding. When I try to get up I can’t. My eyes fly open as I feel my hands and feet have been tied to.. the bed frame ? I lay my head back and sigh. Fuck. I try to swallow but my throat still feels raw. She snapped my neck. When was the last time I’ve gotten that done to me. Demons live longer than humans and most things that can kill a human won’t kill a demon.

I have to do something before this fire gets out of hand and ends up destroying much more than what these bastards intend… She closes her eyes for a few seconds has the fire begins to inch closer towards her, when she opens her eyes the earth beneath her seems to freeze over, she looks up and her countenance has changed with her irises warped from black to white DIANE : Heavenly art : eternal frost A huge gust of cold wind immediately blow over, freezing everything around her including the inferno, the demons are struck in awe by what they had just seen with their eyes, demons around her begin to freeze over quickly

"Yes human I am your master, your master" “Scream my name, mortal,” he hissed out. The demons that writhed and roiled around them drew closer, inching up the altar. Adom smiled as he lifted one of Win legs. The young man’s eyes went wide as Adom let his jaw all but unhinge as he buried his face into Win hole. He let the oily slick of his saliva gush forward onto and into Win as his tongue pierced the angel.

It was then that Torelli’s red eyes betrayed him, they shone in the distance. Again, Jesse took after him in full blast. He timed his approach and fired his haunches. He flew through the air, aiming for the neck. But it was too strong to rip off. The two stared balefully at the other for a few seconds until Jake approached menacingly and stopped as well beside Jesse, snarling. ‘I shall fight, but not today’ the demon said, forming rapidly back to the priest’s form who fell flat. And then appeared on the horizon abound of black clouds drifting towards the alps. Bats!

The cries of warring demons, tortured screens and jeering laughter called from the depths. “Do you think you can hold me down forever?” The demon cackled. “I will be back at your father’s command. I will have you and your lovers bones on my throne.” His mocking laughter continued even after he began his forced descent into hell. The last of him was still that piercing laughter. I gasped for air, my legs giving way and crashing to the floor. “Phoebe.” Connor knelt down beside me, pulling me to his chest. “Thank the gods.”

I used my thumb to wipe away the mess from under his eye. "Dane was sucking that man's dick," he groaned and I bit my inner cheek not to laugh at how pathetic he sounded. I nodded my head and patted his back. "It upset you, it must be your angel side, you understand that demons aren't um, very monogamous right, I mean that's what I've been told and it would piss me off if Samson did the same thing," I rambled on with my thoughts and Mortas growled at me.