Demoníacas Novels & Stories

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

insisted the other man then sprinkled me with salt again. Do I look like a demon in their eyes? Do I have a tail and horns that only they can see? "What trouble is this, Ando?" asked an old woman who suddenly approached us. "We found a female demon, Old Remi. Help us get rid of her!" The man called Ando reported to the woman called Old Remi.

It would also make some sense of why she could so easily slip into many different version of herself, honoring them and calling on the will to embody each sliver of herself. Her defiant answer was just the thing to kick in Blood’s lust for her energy, to taste the essence of what kept her body animated until there was nothing left. This moment made him understand why demons and succubi were often mistook for each other. Having the opportunity to ignore her needs and drink her soul dry of its life force showed him what separated them. As a demon, he wasn’t a slave to his thirst for it though, it was his choice to drink a little or all of her or none at all, unlike a succubus. For that gift, h

The only thing that differed was our perception of Jasmine's link to the Dark. For the Pictorians, the Dark was a thin ring of dark smoke around their bodies. The smokey ring around their bodies was a symbol of the magic that aids their wolves. For a typical Pictorian wolf, the smoke is grey. Rukky told me that Stasia's minions would have darker clouds.

“It might not work, luv. The females must already be marked by their mates to be found.” Gabriel squints, “What is the spell?” “The spell Lana speaks of was one from the sixteenth century that demon hunters used to hunt demon families. The hunter would catch a demon, enchant their mark, and use it to locate their families. Unfortunately for the hunters, my demons retaliated. For nearly a hundred years, demons and other supernatural creatures warred. Soon after, The Council established a treaty with my demon lords and me. We agreed to stop the war before any more supernatural beings were killed. Once the pact was formed, all demon hunter cells were disbanded, and demon hunting was prohibited.

You'll be the one taking your pants off lol. Now why are they called demons? They are THE BEST PLAYERS you can ever see. With their smooth talking and killer smile. They can charm any lady they want without breaking a sweat. They break hearts left and right like it's nothing. In as much as girls have come to despise them for their philandering ways, they still can't help but fall for Yoruba demons. "One look and a daughter of Zion have off pant" -Bimbo Ademoye. Whatever you do, never fall in love with a Yoruba Demon.

In order for the readers to fully understand the content of the book, I cite the characters that will appear in the novel: Succubus (def.) - (Middle-Latin: succubus; from Latin: succuba - "concubine") - in demonology, succubus are demons who take the form of unearthly beautiful women, haunting men in their dreams and tempting them with sexual intercourse. Many sources say that the succubus' motivation is to drain life energy. It is also said that through sexual intercourse with men, succubus collected their sperm, which incubbus later used to impregnate women, and children thus begotten would be especially vulnerable to the influence of Satan.

she said, a bit dazed. “Yes, you do. That’s why you called me. You love having my cock in your mouth.” Libia blinked several times. “No, this is wrong. I’m just sick, but I’ll be cured soon.”

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!

Baby Levi grows restless in his cradle as his little eyes follow the movements of his mother. Her lilting voice resonates around us as she begins to chant the words to a spell. “Fae in hoc daemone profunde con- tineant virtutes. Dcemon tantum latus eius floreat et crescat.” The air around her moves more furiously with every word that she chants. Her hair flies around her, slapping her in the face like a whip. The candles spread out in the room blowing out, plunging their world in darkness. Voices appear in the background, chanting one word over and over. “Occultare. Occultare. Occultare.”