Earth Demons Novels & Stories

All at once, I began, eyes glowing red, hypnotizing the two of them, and began the story that'll change the fate of the world. Years, years ago, the world was in turmoil, man against man, the world in jeopardy. Three divine beings rose up from the ashes of the world in flames. Hell's first, Lucifer, second, The Destroyer, and a random force of nature, demon of wind and fire. The most erratic demon there is. A rogue demon. A demon that has no name, broke out of Hell's gate, a demon of destruction. Years to come, humans survived the dark age, grew, got to learn how to forgive mistakes, and the world was peaceful once more. But the uncontrollable demon of wind and fire, a demon of god status, w

Nobody knows for sure what it might be yet, as it's difficult to have spies in this kingdom. Daemons are spirits that are created from emotions, for example, anger, rage, lust, love, sadness, and affection, among others. They aren't usually powerful, but they are divided into classes, like Werewolves, so although most are of lesser power, they are still quite numerous and those with greater power have their little kingdoms. "Some Daemons can be linked to Demons," Victor said. "So it could be some kind of portal to the cycles of Hell." I nodded.

“This, dear Emma, is Kaliratri’s Embrace. A sacred chamber, inspired by the night of the goddess herself. Here, creatures of myth come to feed, fuck, and fight.” Below, an Asura—a hulking demon with molten skin and four arms—was being ridden by a Maenad, her wild hair lashing about as she screamed in ecstasy and madness. On the next platform, a golden Satyr lapped at the feet of a six-breasted Yakshini, her laughter hypnotic and sweet. Emma blinked. “Are those…?” “Greek and Hindu creatures, yes,” Terra smirked. “This is Grimkeeper. All myth is real here, and all hunger has a place.”

The last thing I heard before pulling through the clouds was his voice in my head. " You won’t take her away from me again” he said. Wait. Again? I called my advisors to do some research on everything they had on Xavier. Red eyes and smoke were only common around one species. Demons. Demons are the vilest creatures who inhabit peoples' bodies on earth. They exist purely to create conflict. Was it possible Xavier was possessed by the spawn of the dark one? If that is the case, how long have I not been talking to the real Xavier?

The group in the middle was not only fighting the Demons that were coming from down below, but also the Angels that were raining down lightning on the group. If I look at the picture long enough I can almost see the flash from the lightning sparkling in my eyes. The image was captivating to look at and I find it hard for me to drag my gaze away from it. Demons can be seen crawling from beneath the earth, dragging their beastly bodies up through the ground and attacking anyone that stands close enough to their grasp.

But for Andra, knowing that every monsters in their worst nightmares exist in reality is freaking her out. "Wait, what are these?" Ethan asked out nowhere. "Here, look." Barry looked the page he showed him. "Oh, those are the furies. Nasty creatures that comes after those who got away from justice. Contrary to public knowledge, furies needs to be summoned. They can't just hunt down human and kill them. Thousands of years ago, Olympian gods and goddesses used furies as their messenger of justice. Once a human was deemed guilty in the eyes if the gods and goddesses, furies can kill that Hunan freely. Until their connection to the gods became stronger that they no longer need the gods to kill h

"You called me a Queen. But your Chosen were animated by the demons that you handpicked. I was created by the bite of a Neratomay. How can I be one of your Chosen?" "Hold up," she said, "This is just another layer of the world, remember? Not heaven or hell. Let's think in terms of spirits and not demons. True demons exist, but they are not what animate the un-living. All kinds of spirits live here. Some are like the one you call Oni, a strong Succubus, and some have speed, strength, or cunning. Others are bad—ones that you don't want walking around in the world—the way you don't want Hitler or Charles Manson walking around."

“What’s going on Legion?” “There is a problem downstairs.” “What?” “The Burning Devils President Pyro is down there looking for you Angel.” They both looked to me, but what the hell should I tell them.

His massive black wings spread wide as he fully embraced his Devil form, power radiating off him in dark waves. “Is that so?” he murmured, stepping forward. He grabbed Caelus’ own sword, still embedded in the holy ground. The moment his hand closed around it, dark energy surged through the blade, corrupting its divine light. Caelus’ eyes widened in terror as he realized what Finn intended. Finn smiled, cold and merciless. “Then you will never be reborn, angel.” He raised the corrupted sword high. The Heavenly Emperor yelled in panic and leapt from his palace balcony, forgetting everything in his desperation to save his son. But before he could reach them, a flash of movement blurred across t

His breath hitched, and for a long moment, the night held them — two souls who had clawed their way through hell to find heaven in each other’s arms. And then he whispered, his voice low but sure: “Darkness. Demons. Damnation. That’s what I was made of once. which Tainted my Desires” “But I’ve learned something, Castelle… even tainted hearts can crave light. Even the damned can choose redemption.” Castelle’s eyes shimmered. “And the demons?” Kane smiled faintly, glancing down at their children sleeping soundly at her side. “The demons,” he said softly, “learned to bow to love.”