Invisible Demon Novels & Stories

My eyes rolled back. "Mm," I moaned. I felt every press of his fingers. It sent chills through my veins. A smile tugged across my lips. The next moment, I snapped out of it. I jumped off the bronze chair and turned swiftly to look into his eyes. Those blue piercing eyes were gone, replaced by deep crimson ones. "You aren't Mitchel," I said, trying to convince myself that everything he said was fake. "No matter what you think, I will remain Zarchios," he said.

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.

I could picture him, standing in that house, his heart heavy with grief and guilt, trying to explain the unexplainable. But Lady Athena's response was calm and measured, her eyes holding a depth of ancient knowledge. "Silas, the demon doesn't need a physical form to exert its influence. It’s like a ghost. It's not like any ordinary creature. Hence, it does not leave a trace – no scent or footprint.” Lady Athena continued to explain, "The demon's influence is insidious. It feeds on fear, grief, and despair. It can manipulate emotions, twist perceptions. But it is not corporeal."

He wasn't sure he wanted to know the details. "DeVayne was involved in all sorts of dark practices, and you'll need magic to help defeat Harrison. It appears these despicable individuals summoned a demon," Westwood explained, her tone tinged with annoyance. "A demon?" Parker blinked, clearly taken aback by the revelation. "Well, it was once something else. It used to be a revered spirit called Okami, a sort of Japanese ghost wolf. But DeVayne's wickedness twisted it, and now, the Okami is all that's keeping Harrison intact," Westwood elaborated.

Whom did I summon as my assistant? Ak-kvir, of course. The demon arrived almost immediately, forgetting that it was evening. His naked skull was laughing. “Glad to see you, necromancer.” “How about some work, beast?” He wasn’t really evil, but he wasn’t human either . Ak-kvir knew that I wasn’t trying to offend him and kept grinning. Then he swore an oath, without prompting, and I leaped onto his back. We headed to the Tevarrian camp. Inside, everything was quiet. Two days’ journey wasn’t a distance you could cover immediately and descend upon the enemy.

He may be a God, but he seems to have adopted all the frustrating qualities of the male gender. “My power means nothing to him, I assure you. My animai is the God Azadou,” I inform her, taking another sip of my drink. Invidia stares at me unblinking, as if her brain is in the middle of a reboot. She soon begins blinking rapidly, her systems appearing to start up again. She reaches out and grasps my wrist, “Did you just say the Demon God; the OG eyti, is your animai?” “That is what I said,” I affirm.

All I knew was that if it had anything to do with that demon on the computer then this might be worse than I thought. “Okay,” she said in between her sobs, she continued in telling me about her dream, not leaving out a single detail. She told me about gashes that had appeared, how she had mumbled some sort of chant under her breath and how the demon had appeared. Abby cuddled in my arms and explained how it had disappeared after the symbol had been revealed. Even now she had thought that she had woken up and had seen it in the mirror and woke up in a start. “Then, I came straight down here, those eyes burning in my mind, to research everything on the computer. I found out that the beast is a

her words makes me world's weakest person the touch of hers which I craved for years made me to hate human touch I became a beast within human I hates everyone I hate being loved I hate being touched infact I hate myself what wrong I did to suffer all these not a single day I slept well without any nightmares Childhood is best boon in everyone's life but it is a curse to me being a no one though infront of me everyone present Spending days by thinking did anyone ever felt having me in their life is best thing the truth is except my dad for everyone I'm a burden but what was my wrong Tears stopped coming, anger strucked in heart, smile dissapeared finally I became a emotionless person I belie

But everything crumpled down when she found out the truth. This is Dark Hades call. He only comes out when there’s death. He only comes out when there’s evil and blood. Because death and darkness are always the demon’s call.