Invisible Demon Novels & Stories

It was faint and no more than just a silhouette but I knew this was the memory I had been trying to grab. I imagined myself moving toward the figure in the house I had created in my mind. My movements were sluggish, as if I was being weighed down by some invisible force. Everything around me was glowing with a deep crimson red as I fought harder and harder to reach the figure that was just beyond me. Growing tired and frustrated I threw my hands out in anger. I watched as a rush of blue electricity flowed from my hands and the fog began to clear. The red haze had disappeared as quickly as it had taken over. I was finally able to make out the figure in front of me, the memory I had been tryin

Today, Edzar, the 34-year-old man stopped his step by seeing an eerie figure standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed, and it looked out at the giant window in front of him. My God! Thought the guy was about to hop. It's been three days since they met after the meeting at the restaurant, and today he saw that woman is so haunted. Edzar was hesitant to approach, but he had to go that way to his corner office. Finally not knowing what to do, Edzar turned around and decided to have breakfast while the office was packed. On the way back, he saw Dean, his co-worker, the operational manager at the west end of the Tarso Property, exiting his office at the other end of the hall and w

There's a wide room with a matching window that has the scene of the ocean beyond a small meadow and a small group of trees to the right. There are two chairs and one round high coffee table between. Two people sit, one you know, one you don't. At least not from this story. "So," says Cayce, "I'll introduce myself first. But since this is the end of my book then you probably know about me enough. Cayce Vance, eighteen. Married around now, ready for some action, and half-demon and half-angel hybrid."

But it's her eyes—brilliant green orbs full of fire and unspoken strength that ensnare me. The vision shifts. A demon looms, a grotesque predator whose presence sends waves of fury through me. It targets her and an older woman, her mother perhaps. The demon's attack is merciless, scorching the older woman from the inside out, leaving her broken and lifeless. Another scene flashes before me: a man, her father, sleeping soundly as the same demon descends, its claws tearing through him with monstrous precision.

Darkness descended, the sky turning a sickly shade of crimson, and Mia's smile twisted into a look of terror. The demon's presence surged within him, stirring the dormant power that lay within his veins. Its malevolent whispers filled his mind, taunting him, tempting him to embrace the darkness. Alex clutched his head, desperately trying to block out the onslaught, but it was a battle he seemed destined to lose.

Angelica Did I mention I made a deal with the devil? Well, I gave him an inch and now he was asking for a mile. I had an ominous feeling as soon as I heard that eerie tune I had reserved for the secret phone I used to communicate with The Viper. It wasn’t just the fact that The Viper couldn’t be calling me at random that gave me the chill. It was the knowledge that I had been sloppy enough to not turn the phone off after the last call.

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

When they burst into the main chamber, Dominic's blood ran cold. The demon had fully manifested. It towered fifteen feet tall, made of living shadow and crimson light, with too many eyes and a mouth that opened in directions that shouldn't exist. Around it, Ivy's wolves were fighting desperately, but every time they got close, the demon's mere presence sent them flying. Ivy stood at the edge of the original circle, bleeding from a dozen wounds, still trying to complete the banishment ritual with Cassandra and Justin. Lucian watched from the altar, amused.

I don't understand what he was thinking, was he going to kill me? "It's not enough for me to kill you," said Edim, somewhat at peace in his soul, but in a wrathful voice. Darkness permeated every word that came out of his mouth. "Who are you?" I asked. It was someone, but who, someone who wanted to destroy me. Edim's lip curled, "You want to know who I am?" she asked. "I am the devil incarnate. And you are beautiful, you are the one who will do whatever I want."

I yelled to her face. "All Demons are wicked but there is one invisible Demon greater than me. She will kill you for me" She forced herself to say in pain as she turned into ashes and the ashes just disappeared. I looked at the man on the floor and he said thank you. "Who is the second invisible Demon?" I asked in my mind.