Grey Demon Novels & Stories

”Your life,as well as Ethan’s,is in mortal danger. “Oh God!”Beth rasped again.”What do you mean?”She gripped the banister ever so tighter,until her hand hurt from holding on.She felt faint and nauseous. Against all probability,she was having a conversation with a woman,dead for hundreds of years. “You must listen carefully Beth,”Lady Katherine continued.”A dark spirit seeks to end your lives and she will not stop until she has succeeded in her task,until you and Ethan are both dead.” “How do you know this?”Beth asked,frantically.”Answer me!Please!” “Because the very spirit seeking to take your lives,is the one who took mine.”

There was a clear glint in his Emerald eyes. "Wow, wow, you're so . . . excited, Miss." Mammon's voice could be heard by Felen, but the man's form was nowhere to be seen as he turned around and swept around what was still jet black. "Coward! Shows only sound, but not in appearance." Felen ridiculed the demon with the rest of his courage. He began to have difficulty breathing in that dark place, as if the oxygen that Felen should be able to get easily disappeared from the black space.

Only the vibration rattles in my chest like something trying to claw free. More footsteps—big ones—shake the floorboards. I feel them before I see anything. I scramble backward on my palms, heels slipping in blood that’s starting to cool and thicken. My nightgown is soaked through; it sticks to my legs like a second skin. Three demonkin fill the doorway. Bigger than the first one. Horns ridged with iron spikes, skin the color of old bruises, eyes like furnace coals. One of them—the tallest—sniffs the air, nostrils flaring. His lips peel back over yellow fangs when he sees me.

Asher watched the memory unfold as if it were happening right before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, focused on the dark figure with the massive wings. "Who the hell is this?" he asked Damir internally. "That's Morgana, a high-ranking demon from the Abyss," Damir replied. A beat of silence. "This Abyss," Asher said, his tone shifting. "Where exactly is it?"

They all laughed and smiled around the table, all in on the secret, letting themselves be amused that I wasn’t. They didn’t care about me. Not truly, not the way I missed them. They didn’t miss me. Why would they miss the person who disgusted them more than rogues themselves? They were probably happy without me, at peace without having to appease their demon mutt. I sink further into the darkness, my vision blackening as I pounce on my prey. I let myself fall into the pleasure of the struggle; that’s all demons are good for, after all. I walk through the little human town with nothing but exhaustion felt through every muscle. The smell of blood is poignant to any wolf, but the humans just ke

Ghost is a dark fae, which means he’s greedy, likes death, and likes pretty women with spunk. His short white hair is spiked. Ghost wears a black sleeveless hoodie and black and white checkered jeans with black boots. His eyebrows, nose, and lips are all pierced with gages in both ears. His pointed ears give him away that he is fae. Ghost has all black eyes, much like one would think a demons would be if they were real. Some things are just stories made up of distorted truths. Demons and angels fall into that category. Ghost's pasty white skin almost glows under the glow of the flashing lights.

Nyssa cried while scooping her dead son near her chest and cradling him as close to her as possible, while her tears dripped down incessantly making Zoe feel weak and helpless for the first time in her life as she too dropped near her son in law’s body and cried on his chest. “KARR !!!! YOU BASTARD,” Danielle roared furiously. “Looks like I hit a jackpot,” Karr laughed evilly. “I killed a demon and you human mutt are coming with me. You seem to have got pinker, prettier and healthier here. I can’t wait to have a piece of you now,” the villainous assassin licked his lips with his eager tongue while lust swarmed in his disgusting eyes. “YOU JUST SIGNED YOUR DEATH WARRANT, KARRRR,” Damon scream

Nyx let go of Gustav, and he dropped to the floor with a hefty thud beside me. Dymian was every bit the living nightmare, his body a mix of ancient yet ageless, screaming malice and danger. His pearly white hair was short, with curls that had a metallic sheen. Around his neck, a gleaming medallion chimed. His mouth twisted into a wretched, cruel smirk when his vile garnet-red eyes caught mine. They unnerved me in a way that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. Then he spoke in an ancient accent, “Red wolf, the tenth iteration. Decimus.”

Nyssa cried while scooping her dead son near her chest and cradling him as close to her as possible, while her tears dripped down incessantly making Zoe feel weak and helpless for the first time in her life as she too dropped near her son in law’s body and cried on his chest. “KARR !!!! YOU BASTARD,” Danielle roared furiously. “Looks like I hit a jackpot,” Karr laughed evilly. “I killed a demon and you human mutt are coming with me. You seem to have got pinker, prettier and healthier here. I can’t wait to have a piece of you now,” the villainous assassin licked his lips with his eager tongue while lust swarmed in his disgusting eyes. “YOU JUST SIGNED YOUR DEATH WARRANT, KARRRR,” Damon scream

Its eyes glowed with an eerie, green light, and its fur was matted and unkempt. Rorik and Lyra recognized the creature immediately. It was a demon, a being of great power and darkness that had not been seen in the forest for many generations. Ziva's heart sank as she realized the full implications of their discovery. The demon was the source of the sickness that had been spreading through the forest, and it was clear that it posed a grave threat to the safety and well-being of all the forest's inhabitants. As they watched, the demon stirred and lifted its head. Its eyes locked onto the trio, and it let out a deafening roar that shook the very ground beneath their feet.