How To Become A Demon Novels & Stories

But without humans, who are we? The leader of the demon race, Vernod, who simply wants to go as Vernon Thames, has decreed upon us a significant rule: that all demons should obscure their proper demonic form, horned or not, and adopt a humanoid form. Powers should never be abused and only utilised in times of need.

Teleportation was a cool trick that all the demons could use and I could also but since I knew literally nothing about this town I was in the blank zone. “You were lying, weren’t you? You flipping bastard!” I spat at him again and I could see him cringing as we finally knocked on the door of the greatest archdemoness that hell had ever produced. You could not become an archdemon unless you had a pretty black heart which was evil and that too by making sacrifices. And those were the sacrifices that would literally have anyone quake in their boots. “Come in,” said a cultured voice of a woman.

I finally felt alive. “But…” He then put on a serious expression. “We found a rare chemical in your blood. “There isn’t a name for it on the market. “However, in the black market, the name of it is ‘Angel’s Kiss’.” Angel’s Kiss? It sounded beautiful, but I could not help but shiver. “It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet.

You see, it was all thanks to you going back in time that history became malleable, which allowed major events to be susceptible to change and influence. Not many humans know this, but as a demon, I can only utilize my powers if I have a human host that I can channel through, therefore, demons like me go around to make contracts with desperate individuals in exchange for their souls and control of their bodies." I watch with mortification as I begin to understand where the story is heading to.

Even with his faith in the hierarchy, Oren and I still vowed never to go there alone. Between us, not being able to keep our hands to ourselves and learning everything I had to before I was officially crowned Queen. Balthazar explained how demons shifted forms, but unlike most shifters, they are born in their demon form and their human form just kind of happens as they get older. When they get older, they learn how to manipulate their forms to appear however they want. So much was different in this world compared to my own. What was frowned upon in Gardania is custom in Godric. My mind was swirling with new information that I had lost track of time on multiple occasions.

He had finally learned to curb his bluntness and speak more tactfully. "We demons are devoted. Once we choose someone, we view them as our lifelong partner and can't betray them. A contract forms naturally. When you call me, I will appear immediately." Only then did I find out about it. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" "I was afraid you'd reject me." Without realizing it, Raven had become my exclusive demon. The child trafficking ring that had operated for years was finally brought to justice. I also wrote a story that made headlines across the country. On the day everything was settled, I suddenly remembered something.

If she’s going to suffer, it’ll be by my hands—and no one else's. To make sure she doesn’t die in the Walpurgis Game, she needs to learn how to properly use Demonic Energy—how to feel it, wield it, and let it flow through her like blood. But here's the problem: I’ve never had a Human Contractor before. I don’t know how to teach her. I don’t even know if it’s possible.

they were no longer their ice-blue, but now glowed fiercely with a fiery red light, sending shivers down my spine. Sarah licked her lips as she approached him slowly. "My dear Axton," she growled softly, running her hand down his arm where scales now replaced skin. "Your transformation gathers steam with every passing moment." She ran her hand over one swollen eyebrow that was taking on demonic qualities all its own; it made Axton flinch but also revealed an underlying longing for this change to reach its full potential. “To gain the powers of a demon, you must become one. And to become a demon, you must die first.” She cackled maniacally. “Your wish has been granted. “

"Well, since you seemed like an experienced uhm..person. I am asking for your advice. What to look out for, what should I need to do, is there really nothing for me to eat? Would I be gone if I continue to stay like this? Or is there-" "I get it, okay." I shut my mouth and let him answer my questions. "Well, the first thing you look out for is to not be a demon." "..." Demon?! There is really a demon! "Second-" "Wait. I have so many questions at the number one on your list. How would I turn to be a demon? It's not that I would like to, just you know, to avoid being.." I tilted my head for him to know what I am talking about.

What is Pete actually planning to do to me at that ceremony? I move to the small bookshelf in my room, searching for anything about demons or dark magic. Most of the books are romance novels and etiquette guides, useless for my purposes. But tucked at the back, I find a thin volume on supernatural creatures. I flip through pages frantically until I find a short section on demons. The text is brief, clearly sanitized for general reading, but it gives me fragments of information. "Demons are entities from the Lower Realms, capable of manifesting in the physical world only through complex rituals. They require anchors to maintain corporeal form and powerful vessels to contain their essence."