Laughing Demon Novels & Stories

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.

Finally bold enough, I asked, "Could you check?" The demon even jerked his head, then laughed. Have you ever heard a demon's laughter? Do you think it's scary? It's no scarier than a storm, or lighting, or a hurricane. It sounds wild, and furious, and mad, and fiery, yet oh so beautiful. The room suddenly became chilly. Smoke swirled in the corners of the pentagram, and Martha grew even paler. She was afraid I wouldn't be able to hold the demon back-or that I wouldn't be able to hold myself back from stepping toward him. I wasn't going to do that, however. I knew all too well you weren't supposed to trust demons.

"That is a rather strong word." "And a stronger confesssion." Another chipped in. "Who are you in love with? Found yourself an angel now? In here?" They roared with laughter. Liam lifted his head and brought a finger to the disfigured lips of the demon who had spoken but without touching his fingers to it, and shushed him. He shook his head and grinned.

The deep timbre of his amused laughter reverberated in the enclosed space, tugging on Shamsiya's heartstrings. She lowered her head and screamed internally, 'The hell! This bastard is too charming for a fucking demon!' "If I drank blood, would you still be alive and well before me?" He asked, looking at her like a fool. "Chee...I was just asking for confirmation. You didn't need to laugh..." "It's because you're a stupid hybrid. Now, make your special dish and impress me." There was a strange expression on Shamsiya's face. Looking at the sluggish posture of the ruthless demon, she couldn't help but feel like a guest in her own house.

He continued to scream. The demon looked over him, before bursting into laughter. The laughter was to mock him, and waste his time. Klaus Lavon knew this. He glared at the demon and squeezed his neck even harder. Yet, he would not budge. "Kill me if you want," he started to speak, allowing a bitter chuckle to escape his lips. "But what's done is done. You cannot fight him, he has your silly human female in his possession, and he is stronger than you know."

Said Loki Jr and followed by Beelzebub and Lucifer Jr laughing together. "Ha ha ha." The laughing voices of the three demon lords.

He looked extremely pitiful. But a few minutes later, he suddenly laughed. "I'm a Watermelon Tree God! Die, demon!"

My demon's laugh echoed in my head. Was it wrong we all laughed with her? ***