Harry Potter Demons Novels & Stories

The room was empty and looked like a tornado had run through it. "What are they looking for," I questioned curiously, lifting an empty dresser drawer out of our way. Both men shrugged and continued to the open door. Samson peeked around down the hall and waved us forward. We all hurried down the hall and kneel down at the top of the stairs to see Mortas tied to a chair below surrounded by men in all matte black armor. One of the pricks was about to saw off Mortas's single horn. "That's a great insult for us demons," Dane whispered sadly. I gritted my teeth and stood.

Usually if anyone is a threat to our position, a human would eliminate the other, but here neither King nor Dark Lord are interested in fighting, no friendship, nor enemies. The mysterious first brother always wears a black hoodie with 'D' at the back. All the gang members have 'D' printed in silver, whereas second brother has it in purple and first brother in golden. They have only one rule 'no harm to innocent' or else face them. Mind games, both the brothers were excellent in playing with mind. Simple torture of them starts from one's mental breakdown. Direct death was something they don't know, slow painful deaths is their specialty.

I watched in horror as our people fought valiantly against the supernatural onslaught while others tried to get away. The werewolves moved with otherworldly grace, their claws slashing through our defences like a scythe through wheat. Panic and desperation gripped the air, mingling with the acrid scent of smoke. A distant figure caught my eye: a woman with an aura of power surrounding her. I knew it was Stasia, the magic-wielding Queen of the Pictorians who unleashed spells that twisted the very fabric of reality. Flames danced at her command, consuming everything in their path. Beside her was a formidable figure, someone I believed to be the fire-wielding King, who added his destructive tou

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

They were still a good ways from it, but none of them wanted to find out how long it would take before they were in danger. "At least we don't have to try to figure out which way to---" Doll pointed behind Guru just as a clawed lizard-like hand closed around the blonde tom's shoulder. He looked up beyond that and saw several icky-looking flying creatures. Having never seen demons in his life, except for furry and friendly Lexi, Doll had no idea what the monsters were. "What is that?" Guru cried out as the creature tore through his jacket to rend flesh before it gave off an unpleasant chuckle and flew over all their heads to a place past where Hades - the furthest one from the crumbling part

I didn't believe him. "I want to see my phone!" I snapped. He walked towards me and I held out my hand. But instead of handing me my phone, one of his hands moved to the back of my neck. "What are you doing?" "I'm sorry." He whispered. "Wha-" I didn't get to complete my sentence because I felt his fingers press over my jugular. Black dots danced before my eyes. I stumbled and Nate's arm held me up. Blackness consumed me. **************** |Nate|

I pondered. "Tch, that's not possible." "Instead of wasting time on such thoughts, let's focus on reading the report my spies have sent." My information network had delivered an intriguing piece of news. It revealed the existence of alternate dimensions where demons resided. The more I delved into the report, the more astonished I became. These dimensions were discovered through the combined efforts of Duke Ifrit and Duchess Isla, who reported that demons dropped a crystallized essence known as demonic essence upon their demise.

Myla frowned. “What do you mean by that?" Henry grinned. “The Alpha King isn't known to be a monster for nothing. He hardly buys human slaves but the ones he had bought in the past are all dead. Rumor has it that his demon feeds on them at night but don't worry, you'll get to experience that soon" Myla's eyes widened. What an atrocity! That can't be true, can it? Before she could think more on that, Henry grabbed her roughly and tied her hands with chains which ended up hurting her wrist.

Such an ungentlemanly fellow ! "what are you?" she asked the lingering question in her head. "You don't look human" "I'm not" "Then what are you?" she pressed. He gave her one of his smirks as he smacked his fangs, "what do you think?" Arianna thought for a while, "A demon?" Damian laughed, "how would you know? Ever encountered one before?" Arianna shook her head, she hasn't but it felt like he was, "then what are you?"

I tried to lighten my mood with a joke. “Yeah, something like that.” Hana chuckled. “So Isak is an angel, and Harris and some of the guys at DKE are nephilim. Aidan is a demon, an incubus demon, to be exact. There are three kinds of demons...” Hana started to explain. “Wait. Incubus? Like the masculine succubus? McFingers is a sex demon?” I asked.