Demons Halloween Novels & Stories

Damien’s P.O.V. The night was finally here, October 30, Devil’s night. It was also Synestra’s 18th birthday. I desperately wanted to spend the day with her, but it had become somewhat of a tradition for the band to host a concert and party in Detroit on this night. Detroit was the city that made the day what it had become, and fans travelled from all over the world to be there for this one night. It was a night of wickedness and perversion, mischief, and mayhem. It was the night I was born for the night I waited all year for. We called it the Hallowicked Masquerade, everyone came in costumes and masks. We found humans feel much more comfortable engaging in evil doings when others could not s

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.

Kat came to stand beside him, her hand upon his shoulder. As all the demons raised their heads Scribe suddenly bellowed out. “All hail Demon Lord Ruben, our master of the Ninth Circle” The demons all boomed out in their loudest voices. “Hail Demon Lord Ruben!” Three times before falling silent and expectant. Ruben glanced up at Kat. “What now? I really hope they aren’t expecting a speech.” “No…” She giggled behind her hand. “You can tell them to ah…fuck off, now.” Scribe said with a little amusement.

The room was empty and looked like a tornado had run through it. "What are they looking for," I questioned curiously, lifting an empty dresser drawer out of our way. Both men shrugged and continued to the open door. Samson peeked around down the hall and waved us forward. We all hurried down the hall and kneel down at the top of the stairs to see Mortas tied to a chair below surrounded by men in all matte black armor. One of the pricks was about to saw off Mortas's single horn. "That's a great insult for us demons," Dane whispered sadly. I gritted my teeth and stood.

They shot into the air, vanishing into the heavy clouds in a chaotic whirl of dark feathers and cold wind. "NOOOO!" Sylvara’s scream was the only thing left echoing in the empty clearing. ------ Sylvara scrambled to her feet, her neck craning toward the gray sky where the dark trail of feathers was already fading into the clouds. Her breath hitched as she noticed a swarm of black specks emerging from the horizon. They moved with a terrifying, synchronized speed, like a cloud of locusts. As they drew closer, her blood ran cold; these weren't birds. They were dozens of Morgana’s elite demon soldiers, their leathery wings beating against the air with a sound like rolling thunder. Morgana had se

But everything crumpled down when she found out the truth. This is Dark Hades call. He only comes out when there’s death. He only comes out when there’s evil and blood. Because death and darkness are always the demon’s call.

But my mom just smiled. “That’s my girl.” I smiled proudly. “But what is that?” She picked me up and walked over to her bookcase, she pulled out a really old book and opened it. On the page was a man with horns on his head and a long tail. “So, a demon is usually a very strong being. One who will use tricks and magic to punish anyone who makes them angry. Many people are afraid of them, because they are really strong and don’t show mercy to their enemies.”

Maybe they thought they could outrun these demons and liked the cat and mouse game. "The humans have been released two hours ago. The demons have been released half an hour ago. The demons from downstairs bear a red stripe on the back of their necks. Do with them as you please." Grunts of approval sounded. "The demons who have volunteered to be hunted tonight are not to be killed. Play with them as you desire." Approving nods were the response. Some stretched their limbs, preparing for what lay ahead.

As I drift into unconsciousness I start a chant of protection against demons *Whether thou art a ghost that hath come from the earth, or a phantom of night that hath no couch… or one that lieth dead in the desert… or a ghost unburied… or a hag-demon, or a ghoul, or a robber-sprite, or a weeping woman that hath died with a babe at the breast… Whatever thou be until thou art removed, until thou departest from the body of the man, thou shalt have no water to drink. Thou shalt not stretch forth thy hand… Into the house enter thou not. Through the fence break thou not...*

Every immortal being like them had an Achilles heel that could still kill them no matter how strong they were. At this moment, Goddess Luna together with the rest of the council of the gods except God Hades is watching the happenings below. They are preparing to help if things go south. ~~~ Because of the sudden appearance of the demons, everyone felt extreme fear because they were greatly outnumbered. Given the enemy's numbers, Evilandian was surely prepared for a long time just for this war. They are going all out. All the demons are scattered everywhere causing havoc in the entire magic world. They slaughtered every being they sighted on mercilessly and ate them to quench their thirst and