Fear Demon Novels & Stories

" I'll tell you because you fear me " "n... nonsense I...I fear no one " " really?" Jack started releasing his blood lust, though he meant to only leak blood lust some of his magic pressure was leaking out and just that small amount of pressure was able to make this demon girl tremble and collapse to her knees in fear . " This is the first and last time I'll do this get out of my sight and tell the other intelligent one's not to come here tonight". The demon still stared at him while shaking.not saying anything. ' this pressure it's like lord Lucifer's' she thought she seems to be terrified of Lucifer no traumatized is better

His green net dimmed, revealing the fear of the terror he was facing. "See? You're scared, Felenia," Asmodeus said. He, who was not satisfied with playing with Felen, drew closer to his disgusting face. "Despite denying it, you actually feel guilty for killing someone so viciously." "...No! I-I don't feel guilty because he deserves it!" said Felen in a trembling voice. He stared intently at Asmodeus with tears occasionally running down his cheeks. The demon knelt in front of Felen, cupping her cheeks that were wet with tears. "I can help you get rid of those feelings so you don't have to suffer anymore, replace them with bubbling pleasure," he whispered in a sinking voice, seducing Felen int

"Roselyn, are you—" The demon's roar cuts him off. "Enough! If the hybrid won't bleed willingly, I'll tear her apart myself!" He lunges toward the altar, his form shifting into something massive and terrible. Claws like swords. Teeth like daggers. Eyes burning with hellfire. And in that moment, I realize something. The demon wants me dead not just for the ritual, but because he's afraid. Afraid of what I could become if I survive. Afraid of the power my hybrid children represent.

They turned to ashes as soon as they fell. I looked at another remnant who looked like his tail had split. He suddenly sat down because he saw what I did to his colleagues. He suddenly backed away while sitting. I smiled because I could clearly see the fear in his eyes. That's how scared you are eh? My body feels joy and excitement every time I see fears in the faces of my prey before I totally end their useless lives. That only added to my desire to end their lives. "Y-you! Y-you're a demon!" he said stuttering

His grip tightened as I broke contact from the kiss, and a shiver of fear ran through me, even though I knew I was safe. I wasn’t sure whether it was the scent of fear or the push, but he loosened his grip and I could see his eyes again. Even though I expected the black bottomless pit, it still spiked my fear and my heart jumped. He growled again. The demon didn’t like that I was unsettled around him. It wasn’t his fault, but despite the angel side of me acting as a calming effect for him, my mind still saw the enemy.

He knew that a slice to the jugular would mean immediate death. And if he were to grab this opportunity, then that would mean the village of Gashea wouldn't experience any more misfortune under the hands of some malevolent demon. Still, as he looked at the demon's eyes, Fyn felt like something was wrong. A powerful demon such as the one that was in front of him surely wouldn't look like they were ready to embrace death. Surely, even demons could feel fear. The demon's eyes looked welcoming, like it was waiting for Fyn to just kill him. He already felt as if the demon were human, and now, as he was looking at the being's eyes, it felt like the belief strengthened.

This was hell, the place of the unfortunate dead. This is where your true power begins. As your whole being is consumed in fear, let it. Let the fear consume you till all trace of you is cover by it. Then throw it off you. Like a dirty cloak. When you can do this, without my help, I'd count you worth of my time. I miss my nap you know. The demon said, whining at the end of his sentence. Allowing the fear to consume me wasn't the problem, it was throwing it off. How do you throw off fear? I just had to try, to be worthy of The Harbinger of Doom. Truthfully, the name had a nice ring to it.

demon:- listen cali what I am going to say is listen carefullthithingsg are going to get nasty to her and on, so don't talk to me because they are going to listen to us, because those masks have the technology, so don't do anything stupid, don't talk about me and don't talk about my past, if you ever feel scared just hold my hand, and don't touch any part of me, I hope you understand me, don't say anything don'don't anything. Cali:- are you crazy how in the world I am going to do that, I am afraid, I want to go home. demon:- don't be scared I am with you and I will be standing next to you, no matter what happens just trust me, I promise I will take you home soon. ****************************

Such a simple action oozing a dangerous aura. It’s like I summoned him with my thinking, the biggest fear I was talking about. Standing at the end of the hallway. It’s the demon, a beautiful, divine creature. I’m stunned, but I can’t be deceived by this beauty, because I know the motherfucker is just hiding his horns. My family is indeed so scary, very scary, but growing up, what scared me most wasn’t my family at all; it’s this scumbag standing in front of me.

The demon king could only swallow the clog of fear which was slowly accumulating in his throat. With a gaping mouth, Damon’s gaze switched back and forth from his newly arrive mother to the man who looked like his father. He immediately shook his head when his frenzied mind had added a stray thought once more. Not liking the forming thought inside his mind, he could not help but think that his father – the supposed almighty demon king of the Nether World – trapped his mother for centuries not because he wanted monopoly for his only heir but because he was actually afraid of her!