Laughing Demon Novels & Stories

“I won’t suck you dry after I fuck you.” Oh, boy. What crass words. “Then what the hell are you?” I intended to clarify it quickly. Better now than any other day, right? “Hm, you said so yourself. I came from Hell, An..dre..ahh.” He released his right hand from my waist and then stroked his thumb along my parted lips. He licked his own to wet it, no doubt desperate and eager to claim my mouth. And I happen to like seeing it. “I am a demon," he said, his voice without humor, telling me he was just joking. My world immediately shrunk.

The job requires targeted strategies and calculations, especially until to be dubbed a Legend in this volatile economic period, that person must have a sharp intuition like a Damascus sword "This fool begged me to be his partner in crime, even though he had impregnated another woman. If I hadn't known him for a long time and understood that he was so stupid, I would have slapped him back and forth on charges of abuse..." Ariesta folded her arms over her chest. As usual in all sentences he spoke softly. But this one is really satire "Help friends don't be angry..." Edzar muttered. "If you had a little guts, you would have stayed in the aokigahara forest with Ayumi to avoid your father, rather

The small sound emitted by the demon lord froze his delegation. “Oh, only now you remembered me, my labels.” She snickered evilly under the mask. Her pupil shook excitedly. “Puh! AH! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.” Shadow set off. Her laughter erupted and echoed inside the room full of demons, devils, and other delegations. Chayan startled. His trauma began to act as soon the laughter rang inside his ears. The anxiety and the fight and flight activated because of her. His head still remembered her before he passed out on earth.

Bahm gets up from the bed yelling in a fury. "I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!!! This is my, DEMON FIGHTING TIME!! HUNNIE, did so much in such a short matter of seconds, I don't know WHAT to trust! I wasn't even a demon anymore because of something SHE DID!!" Bahm pulls his hair, panting like a wild animal with wide eyes. Kris stays silent and deep down, I felt crushed by Bahm's behavior. Tears sprung from my eyes involuntarily and a sob follows right after.

Loki rubbed his chin, looking to the ceiling. “Probably taking hellhound shit and putting it in the servants’ toilets. Their shits are huge and they can’t flush, so you have to get a stick to break it up.” Loki made a stirring motion like he was brewing a witch’s brew. “It makes all the older demon women scream so loud Dad can hear it in Mom’s garden when we are all having breakfast!” Loki rolled back on the bed laughing. I snorted, even though he said a bad word. He was having fun.

“He is a liar and is deceitful!” The sound of someone’s loud and amused laughter. It came from Noir. “Funny…” Noir mocked. “Coming from you, Shaman. Aren’t you a bit of a liar too? Maybe you’re a demon as well. But in ugly clothing.” The demon giggled as his voice disappeared and only Abbadon’s presence remained. Laced with chaos and confusion, the sudden shock and fear as someone who was merely freed from a spell, from a nightmare would face a choice such as this. Life or death. Death of his own son, as he was given the chance to live again.

Frowning, I watch as he stalks onto the sand, reaches down and grabs two handfuls before coming back to stand in front of the table. "Here's an analogy for how much Demon blood you have..." he says. I breathe out loosely. This should be interesting. “Imagine this is a full blooded Demon. Only one such creature exists like that now, who is actually alive, and not cursed unground somewhere." He dumps an entire handful of sand onto the table, a few granules skittering across the surface toward me. I swallow uncomfortably, hating the sound of someone all powerful like that. "Wait-"

The scene before me was almost laughable. The big bad demon reduced to a creaking rocking chair, trapped behind a magical barrier. If it wasn’t for his youthful good looks he would look a lot like an old grandpa taking a nap after a family dinner. The image of a gray and wrinkly Lucifer flashes within my mind causing a chuckle to leave my lips. “Watch the old man jokes Nephew before I’m forced to show you how young I really am.” One eye pops open to stare at me before he closes it and continues with his rocking.

others asked the team member, who was crying in pain. “My leg,” the person answered, and with that, everyone got a burning pungent. It was horrible. They all hold their nose and took a step ahead. Ultimately, they saw the scene which shook their core. Although they were conscious, their subconscious minds told them they were in a dream. How could skin be charred without fire? “Who are you fucker?” everyone asked in unison. “Satan!” the first word fell and resumed in the next second, “The king of hell! Father of demons. Ruler of souls.” As soon as the words ended, the figure took his actual form. With two horns and a tail, the devil was standing in front of them.

His voice was laced with a certain sadness. "Y-you don't understand." Liam mumbled under his breath as his shoulder started to shake. "Y-you fucking don't u-understand where I'm coming from because Demian was j-just a Demon Lord f-for you." Liam stammering and struggling to speak as his sobs get in his way, his head hung low.