Demons Halloween Novels & Stories

I sigh “The night I went out to buy decorations I met Abaddon. He said bad thing will happen to the town” “Who’s Abaddon? Is what happening now a bad thing?” “Abaddon is a demon babe. Dead people coming back to life after a demon foretold a bad omen, it can’t be good” “B-but but—” “I know this is hard to accept babe. Let him go” People starts screaming and almost immediately after we heard the scream, a loud rumble shakes the house. We run out to check what’s going on and we couldn’t believe our eyes—the town is burning, people getting killed by the reanimates

"Her old grandma that is sick of a brain tumor. Hazel is the one that is looking after her after Samara eloped" "Oh, I see" "I am so sorry for the trouble she caused you. She is not always like this. During Halloween season, she always acts weird" Hazel said and all this while, Willow did not respond to whatever they said as she was deep in thought. "Who is the Piper she is talking about? She kept talking about blood, vaccine, rituals, zombies, and a man on a momo mask" the sheriff glanced at Willow who was staring into space now. "Oh, Piper is our friend"

“And what’s that?” “I want you to make me immortal.” His expression twisted with horror and disgust. “Are you insane? Demons aren’t immortal. And you want me to turn you into one?” Wait. Demons can die? “Okay, okay. But... how do you die?” “If we’re beheaded. Or injured beyond repair.” Duly noted: decapitation equals demon death. Then he started laughing. A loud, deep, devilish cackle that shook my bones. I closed my eyes, bracing for a fireball or something worse.

Each one was a formation. A group of weird-looking, undying demons were closing in! In pieces, they rushed over like a tidal wave. These guys were all black, with double horns on their heads and long tentacles. Their arms, like swords, were born sharp, formidable weapons for killing. The continuous roar trembled the hearts and guts of the people. Seeing thousands of undead rushing up, Lena’s eyes turned bloodshot. Hugging Bubbles, she shouted, “Lord Saint, run! Lord Saint…”

"Hmm." "You know of the infamous Demon, Keo, do you not? They are all like him,” Oliver nearly hisses. The horror stories I’ve heard about that Demon, Keo. Oliver tells me of all the lives that one man has taken, and how I would devolve into such a state without him. A shadow passes over Dax’s eyes. "We truly despise Keo, trust me." Oliver plasters that stomach turning smile on his face. "Let me try with a band of Angel-bloods. I'm sure our success rate at capturing them will be far higher.”

Holly's POV Punch. Blood. Another punch. More blood. I fidgeted nervously, trying to subdue the imminent urge to throw up. The sight of blood was playing around with the food I had eaten earlier and yet I kept on looking just like the rest of the students and outsiders, my face scrunched up in disgust. This was definitely nothing close to fun. This was just another harsh way of inducing nightmares.

Derek was tired of adding formalities and just went straight to the point "Avarez Dunek, you need to stop this madness you think you can display, for Pete's sake, you are a king" Avarez paused after hearing his name from his personal guard and best friend, his expression turned cold and lonely "Derek, just let me have this one-time peace before I get tormented again" with that, he closed the door on Derek and started putting on his disguise. Derek was never one to be emotional in his judgement but his best friend had suffered many torment from hell, one exposure wouldn't hurt or so he thought. They had embarked on a journey to the demon market. The demon market is a market for many illegal t

“How many? When? Where?” Hermes flicks his wrist, glancing at a watch that disappears and reappears like it’s glitching through timelines. “I’ve got ten minutes—max—before I need to regroup with the demons. I’m expecting two to three platoons, so about 75 demons. All of them have magical abilities. Probably some gods in the mix too.” He exhales, tapping his fingers restlessly. “It’ll happen during the ceremony—two nights from now. I can redirect the invasion wherever you want, but I need that decision now.”

His blood ran cold when everyone froze in place, Asha included Damian and Diamanté had suddenly appeared at their table as if the two chairs they were sitting in were there the whole time. “Well well well, look what Blood’s got going on here. You’re in heaven right now, aren’t you?” Damian asked though not expecting an answer. Diamanté went to run the back of his hand against Asha’s face, but Young growled out, “don’t you dare touch her.” Both demons eyed him and shared a troubling look. “The council sent us to see how your progress is going and imagine our surprise when we find you humaning around with your little doll,” Damon said.

Today, Edzar, the 34-year-old man stopped his step by seeing an eerie figure standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed, and it looked out at the giant window in front of him. My God! Thought the guy was about to hop. It's been three days since they met after the meeting at the restaurant, and today he saw that woman is so haunted. Edzar was hesitant to approach, but he had to go that way to his corner office. Finally not knowing what to do, Edzar turned around and decided to have breakfast while the office was packed. On the way back, he saw Dean, his co-worker, the operational manager at the west end of the Tarso Property, exiting his office at the other end of the hall and w