Romans & histoires Harry Potter Raised By Demons Fanfiction

"But I do have thank you for making this so much easier than I expected." He looked panicked, trying to escape the circle but he was held back. "What are you doing?" "I’m returning the favor, father." He fought against the containment spell, throwing his own magic to try and tear through it but it held. "I’m going to send you to Hell where you really belong," she said. "The demons will rip you apart and heal you only to do it again. They can do it for months. And when they’re finally bored with you, they’ll send you for the Hounds to tear apart."

Demonise's POV Alex and the other spirits are trying to fight me, but I will not let them defeat me. I am Demonise and no one can defeat me! So, I instantly came up with a plan and that is the kid’s powers. This witch-wizard kid is stronger than I thought. All I need is to awaken the wizard’s power. Luke has augmentation magic, and his powers will enhance my abilities and energy—especially the four beasts inside me that became a tattoo. Their soul is now mine and they will obey everything I command. Alex and the others had no idea why the beast they fought a few days ago became a tattoo. It was me who took their soul.

"How—? What—" "It's a portal," He says in his usual bored drawl, it snaps out of my stupor. "I got that. I mean how did one just appear in front of us." Wrath rolls his eyes and walks on. I had to jog to catch up with his long strides. "I'm a demon, Dovey. If I have to say it a third time we're going to have a problem." "We already had a problem when you kidnapped me," I bit out. He eyed me from the corner of his eyes, his lips curling up in an amused smirk but he didn't say anything. Good. Because if he did, I was going to punch him in the throat. Demon or not.

He banged your ear I pulled him out of the place where Ayden was torturing you and he was going to kill you So I guess you should thank me instead of saying I'm damned What do you think I helped your little one as well So you better talk to me nice about this because I I'll never let you talk that way to me, you know, I'm in control of everything now, you and your child are here, and so is your dear father . So you see her father after all this time in me, even if I knew that she was Diyana and that she was a super character, but this person was the one who raised her since she was born again, so she still loves him. . The demon laughed again and said to her, "Not so fast, my dear, there are

This was who he was. A demon. And tonight, the hunger inside him screamed louder than ever. His vision swam with shadows as his pupils dilated, distorting the world around him. He stumbled into the darkness of the room, reaching blindly for the bed to ground himself. But instead of fabric, his fingers brushed soft, warm skin. A body. A person. He snarled, his face twisting into a scowl, lips pulled back as he loomed over her. “Who are you?” he demanded, voice ragged, distorted by the demon rising in his throat.

"All the Hellhounds are under Big Brother Jippies' command as they treat him as their master." "Then who killed Mary?" "The thing was born in this world but was brought back to our world, the Demon World," Saye turns around as her body shakes. Something was scaring her. "It was weak, but being raised and fed from the Demon World can create such a monstrosity." She wraps her arms around herself. "Hexia did a pretty good job raising the thing." "The worst case, it is still here," Jippies tilts his head up. "Not only Hexia's scent was here, but so was her pet."

The demon was thrilled for two extremely powerful spiritual pressures coming after him, and he'd been wanting more excitement ever since his last brawl against Hayze. The excitement trickled away when the demon turned around, disgusted to see two black women as his opponents. "Sending monkeys after me is one thing... but just tell me ya ain't that Tubman monkey." The Hooded Demon's deep accent expressed hatred, his red spiritual aura began to expand with his anger. "I was expecting that boy from last time." Harriet coughed up a soft chuckle, giving a confident laugh at the demon that eased a few of Phuture's nerves.

author pov Demon had spent the day watching young Leo as he lay sleeping. His parents thought it best to put him into the same deep sleep as the others in the prophecy. He was such a sweet boy, and Demon never regretted disobeying orders and saving the boy. The little boy had taught Demon so much about friendship and unconditional love. He never wanted to leave this pack. He loved everyone he had the honor to meet and be associated with. Everyone treated him like one of the pack. It did not matter that he was hideous-looking, had massive horns growing from his head, and oozed black goo until the witches cast a spell to help him with that situation.

Gods, what is with demons? His brows pull together. "You said yes, Narine. When I asked you." I groan. "Obviously I wasn't in my right mind, you asshole." Sol scowls. "I asked before either of us came. What's the problem?" "I'm not having your babies! I don't even think that's possible!" At least I hope not. I'm only twenty-two, barely experienced with life in general. How the fuck am I supposed to raise a half-demon child when I hadn't even graduated from Brightvale yet?

I crashed to the ground and rolled until I collided with a tree bark. “Ugh!” I moaned. My face felt warm as blood trickled down my face. The ground trembled as I felt her advance on me again. Was this how it would end? Mama Owen’s potion mixing for demon banishment would be futile at this point. I struggled to remember the spell from my mother’s spell book. Demon-Sam picked me up again and licked her lips. Her fangs drew longer as the veins on her face grew bluish-purple. “Apage daemon. Ad infernum reverteris,” I sputtered and weakly grabbed her hands.