Grey Demon Novels & Stories

To whom she was talking? “Kekeke, I am Mammon, the King of Greed in the Underworld. There will always be insatiable greed within me. What do you expect from a higher-ranking demon born with this curse? I will seize every living creature in my way,” a loud thundering voice reverberated in the place. Then, a huge black shadow slowly materialized in the air. My mouth created a small opening and a chill crawled to my body. It's emanating a colossal magnitude of dark power and magic. It has a resemblance with the shadow creature that attacked me when I was still on Earth in the middle of the night. But this one was on another level.

Darkness descended, the sky turning a sickly shade of crimson, and Mia's smile twisted into a look of terror. The demon's presence surged within him, stirring the dormant power that lay within his veins. Its malevolent whispers filled his mind, taunting him, tempting him to embrace the darkness. Alex clutched his head, desperately trying to block out the onslaught, but it was a battle he seemed destined to lose.

Vera's POV Why is everything black? My head is throbbing in pain like it's hit by the truck. God! I blinked my eyes open and groaned in pain. "la ucciderò" ( I'll kill her.) I heard a manly voice. "Non è il nostro obiettivo, calmati." (She is not our target, calm down.) Same voice! That woman, she is here. Fuck! They kidnapped me. Who are they and what are they talking about.

This was what Damien was, a killer and a commander in the same breath, his blue eyes calculating even as his teeth drew blood. Gideon's wolf, a massive grey beast, slammed into the breach with three warriors at his flank, and the gap began to close. Enemy wolves who had been pouring through now found themselves trapped between hammer and anvil, and the Shadow Fang showed no mercy. Soren's warriors hit from the left, and the slaughter began in earnest.

After taking in his hot body, I needed to see what his face looked like. His wet dark hair fell messily across his forehead, his jaw was defined and messiless which looked dangerous in the cutest way. And those eyes... they were beautiful... in a threatening way; I felt a tremor run through me. They reminded me so much of thunder and lightning against a stormy cloud. His eyes were dark gray, like stormy skies. Terrifying yet mesmerizing—you stare and get lost in it. They said Damien Remington was a souless, remorseless alpha capable of crushing humans and even werewolves but they never told me how dangerously stunning her was.

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.

The horrid sight and odor have my gut retching to the pit. That’s it! I have had enough of this shit! Damon is a demonic incarnate of whoever the devil in hell might be. My tail of courage tucked between my legs in cowardice, creeps slithering down my spine and the large part of my brain screaming at me to get the hell out of here before someone might catch me sneaking in this place. However, as I was about to abandon this petrifying quest, the sound of metal clacking caught my attention. Snapping my neck to the source, my heart sank to my feet with what I saw.

bring him to me and where done! The devil laughed and I left her there. __________ SHAITAN" I'm so confused about the strongest vampire that I've known but why couldn't he smell his own son's blood? Did someone do some spell so he can't recognize his own son? But it doesn't matter and I don't care all I know is I could be free as a bird again once I could bring his son. I can do all the evil things I used to do. And of course, I could be with my one and only man that I love… Demogorgon a half-wolf and a half-vampire. He is in the other world and now that I could be free and the powerful witch that locked up in me is already dead I can after him now. And this time I'm sure that he will be min

Debby pleaded with tears already falling off her face, her heart palpitating in a hard way. "Did you think my two sisters were not innocent yet your father killed them? Two young precious and lovely girls died before my very eyes. I watched Broderick slaughter my mother as if she's a ram and for my father, he killed him slowly in the most brutal way ?" He said and took his hand off her chin. Hard veins could be seen in his neck and his forehead, "I'm Harry Vernon! the demon of Darkwood! The most powerful man in Asia! I have destroyed every single soul who came against me in the past. I let them beg for death."

Standing beside them were two men, inconspicuous and silent, their faces unreadable as they stood off to the side. At the center of the conference room sat a tall and imposing man—Damon Greyson, a core figure in the Dragon Gang. Standing at around 188 cm, his muscular frame was clad in a dark suit, which gave him an air of authority and solemnity. His sharp features and piercing eyes often sent a chill down one’s spine, making it clear that he was not a man to be trifled with. The moment Damon entered the room, the atmosphere thickened with an undeniable sense of tension and gravitas.