Hooded Demon Novels & Stories

laughed the black-winged seraph when its name was mentioned, it had been tagging along behind the goat-head. “The what?” The witch said, hunching her back, ready to dig up some carrots. Her velour hood cascaded to the ground and all around her bowed in tranquility. With her loathsome servant standing by her side, she was a majestic and a fearsome sight to behold! “The cupid’s shaving brush— the black cherub. Would you like me to get some potatoes?” The demon said. They were digging at the plot near the picket fence beside the golden nugget squashes.

And he was sturdy. He was not a creature whoever behind in love, but he has to find her soon. His deep and dark blue eyes seem to glow in brightness and his skin looks like the color of anger and death with thin but bright full pink lips made him even more attractive. His all-black wings pour out the darkness that always kept appearing and disappearing. Overall, he has everything that every girl desires and yes, every female demon worship the ground he walks on. He always used that opportunity to fulfill his lust and sinful desires and after that for only to kill them the next day.

Everyone crouched down at the sound of the gunshots, Tedd hid his wife to be behind him when he took note of the devil standing in the middle of the hall, with a gun in his hand and a look of anger plastered on his face. "I Object!" The demon aka Tyler Bresfort's voice, echoed around the silent hall. "This wedding is so not happening." ________ Tyler's pov The hall was so silent that even if you drop a pin, it'd echo. I could see fear in the eyes of every single soul in that hall. It wouldn't cause them anything to call the cops on me, but guess what? No one wanted to be a Hero- "What do you want?" Said the husband of the bitch of a bride.

How could a spirit be tortured? Rose groaned as she rolled over onto her back, smoke seeming to rise from her singed body. The demon just cackled as he watched them, the noise sounding like boulders grating against each other. His body was a deep red, almost as if it had been dipped in blood. His eyes were almost as dark as his body, with no whites to be seen, almost as if they flowed from his body straight to the pupils. He had pointy ears and two small horns in the middle of his slick scalp. His teeth were just as yellowed as Baltabek's, and his fingers and toes were scrawny claws that resembled small talons from a twisted bird. He wore no clothing, and just like Baltabek, seemed to have n

I feel a bone-chilling fear engulfing me slowly and it feels as if I may just pass out. Clenching my fists, I force myself to stay alert. This has just proven my theory. This sark entity surely does feed on fear. The more I cower in fear, the stronger its aura becomes. There is no way I am going to aid this demon. I will dispel it with all I have. Turning around, I glare at the corner where I feel the dark energy is most concentrated. Then I see it! A dark figure of a man in a purple hooded cloak. Its face is hollow. In its right hand, it is holding a scythe.

Tommy didn’t believe me, of course. Who would? I had to beg him. My friend shrugged and promised to wait in our chambers until I dealt with the problem. The issue was resolved the same night. I simply summoned the hunter. As hellhounds weren’t simple dogs, hunters weren’t simple demons. He appeared almost immediately, looking at me with his blood-red eyes. He was tall, gangly, and reminded me of a cellar spider. In the cloud smoke which hid his features he seemed clumsy and awkward—if you didn’t know how fast and deadly he could be.

With the influx of ghouls jumping from the bleachers and appearing from the first gate and fifth gate, Maleficent would not be surprised if she would learn later on that the entire populace of the common folks who watched the cock fight was made of ghouls who were in disguised. On the far end to their left, a cluster of shadow in a form of a beast was fighting the commandant of the imperial army of narakas and fallen angels, Commandant Demonyo. He was now a transformed demon with four lims and was fighting against the ghouls around him. But Maleficent saw through his plan. He was only swatting the ghouls away from him, while he was slashing the beasts made of shadows. ‘The beasts will keep h

The stick's head was carved into the shape of a black widow, its deadly hourglass painted red making it stand out against the stark silver. “You have endangered us all,” The man seethed. His voice was calm, sweet even, but the ex Emily thing knew that was just a mask. Her overlord was livid. “Your dalliances in the mortal world have drawn unwanted attention to us.” “Others have crossed the veil before,” The demon complained, trying to screw up as much defiance as she was able, though she was too frightened to bring up much. “Others have had good reasons. You were simply… bored...?”

The former was wearing her dress before she died while the old woman wore her yukata. But this demon's appearance was not wearing anything nor did it have a body. He was a huge black mass in a shape of a giant humanoid. The only things I could see from this black mass were two red pupils. Then suddenly a shape of a mouth appeared in the black mass as the ancient demon growled. "...Hungry...." Shit. Is that his mouth?! The shape-like mouth opened wide and the black mass finger holding me dropped me off. But before I was dropped I shouted at the top of my lungs, "Hurry, Lucas! You bastard-!" Then darkness swallowed me.

His true amber eyes were dim, shadowed with deep, crushing exhaustion, looking at me with immense sorrow. "Gideon" I cried, lunging forward across the cracked earth. Before I could reach him, a sudden, deafening roar tore through the sky. A towering wave of void fire erupted from the earth between us, solidifying into a massive, shadowy silhouette eight feet tall. The demon stood before me. It had no true face, only a swirling vortex of jagged, violet smoke and ancient, cold eyes that burned with anger. The air around it was so cold that the ash falling from the sky froze mid air into fine black needles.