Harry Potter Demons Novels & Stories

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."

Harper, Willow’s mother asked. “We are positive. Possessing an unwilling human is a lot harder to do than it’s worth. Especially when you have so many people out there that are willing to aid evil deeds.” Harper shook her head. “It’s settled then, Harper and I will take care of the lower-class demons.” I looked toward the door as a breathless man walked in. He looks as if he’s about to pass out. He stopped in the doorway, placing his hands on his knees. He held up one finger, asking us to hold on a moment.

He stood at the entrance, ready to embark on his daring quest. As he approached the gates, the shapeless demons sensed his presence and began to materialize, their forms shifting and contorting in the darkness. Their eyes glowed with an eerie light, and their mouths twisted into wicked grins. Azazel knew that defeating these demons would not be an easy task, but he was prepared to face any challenge to reach his love Azrael.

“Now that everyone is present, we can finally properly discuss the matter.” Lord Harold was the first to speak. “What else is there to discuss?” And he immediately spoke as if he was not interested to continue. “We’ve discussed everything, solved the problem and we are only waiting for the execution of those demons.” His stubby arms crossed on his beard that grew to his chest. "The demon was summoned by the Scarlett Witch in her desperate attempt to escape. It was very powerful that many high ranked Hunters were killed. We did not live during the Scarlett War, however, assuming that their soldiers are equal to that, we will not survive." Leon said.

'' the king almost scoffed at the priests, he concluded that -at least- not all of them were involved, if the decision was consensually made by the holy council, then Sara would have been killed right away and the whole accident would be blamed on the pitiful excuse of a human named Patrick, but instead, she was moved back to her room and he was informed. ''Your Majesty please listen to us, That book...'' ''What about the damn book?'' ''It is not a book, It is a demonic tool, it is called a demonic gate, since the time they were defeated and cursed, the demons had left their eyes and ears in our world, to spy on us until the time of their return, this book is none other then one of those ey

He wanted to exert his strength to break free, but he was surprised to find that his power was suppressed and he could not use it at all. "Chu the Devil, let go of me... Let go of me... I'm not going..." Old Harry flailed about like a chicken being strangled. He didn't want to face that terrifying level 5 demonic beast. Unfortunately, he couldn't free himself. He yelled at his trusted aids, "Are you dead? Stop this crazy man immediately." Harry's trusted aides got to their feet in a hurry, but their legs were shaking violently. Unable to stand steadily, they staggered after Chu Xun.

But my mom just smiled. “That’s my girl.” I smiled proudly. “But what is that?” She picked me up and walked over to her bookcase, she pulled out a really old book and opened it. On the page was a man with horns on his head and a long tail. “So, a demon is usually a very strong being. One who will use tricks and magic to punish anyone who makes them angry. Many people are afraid of them, because they are really strong and don’t show mercy to their enemies.”

As Peter made his way to safety, I and Harry moved to put distance between us and the kids, preparing to face the undead. Seeing his carefully laid plan completely unravel as not all of us were being attacked, Fred’s face twisted in rage, his teeth clenched, and his features contorted by both fury and fear. He cursed the demon, accusing it of failing to follow his orders, his words dripping with despair. But the demon let out a deep, sly laugh, its voice dripping with cruel mockery, as though it were ridiculing Fred’s naivety. It spoke slowly, "Fred, all you asked for was the resurrection of these spirits. You didn’t say anything about them helping you." Its voice sounded as though it came f

It was dangerous. Under the scorching sun, three formidable demonic beings stood ominously in front of the ancient pack house, emanating an aura of malevolence. Each demon possessed a unique appearance, reflecting their individual nature and power. The first demon stood tall and imposing with ebony skin and fiery crimson eyes. His long, jagged horns protruded from his forehead, and he carried a wickedly serrated sword crafted from blackened bones. The second demon was shrouded in a cloak of swirling shadows, making it difficult to discern her true form. Her skeletal fingers clutched a slender, obsidian staff topped with a glowing, pulsating orb of ethereal energy. The final demon had a hulki

The demons all brought weapons of their own, as well as the angels, along with each one's natural powers. Fireballs were shot from one side to the other, arrows were flung in all directions, in some places, there was hand-to-hand combat taking place, making it hard to tell which soul was the demon and which was the angel. I saw Hex in his wendigo form, skeletal with patches of fur and the skull of a woodland creature on its neck. He was tearing people in half as they charged at him, having them disappear and leaving only dust behind. I looked around frantically for Abby, but the scene surrounding me suddenly turned blurry, and only a familiar voice snapped me back to my senses.