Laughing Demon Novels & Stories

I stared at him while waiting for an answer. “It’s a Demon’s symbol.” My eyes furrowed at what he said. I stared at his eyes but he seems serious! But what? Demon’s symbol? I don’t understand. “D-Demon?” I stammered. He nodded and looked away. He’s now back on staring at the glass wall. I shook my head in disagreement. “Are you kidding me? There’s no such thing about Demons! I am finding the murderer and-“ “It’s always been the Demon’s fault, Majesty. They are just using the people to do bad things but it’s always been their idea to hurt and kill someone.” He said while staring at the glass wall. I am even more confuse now.

"Sometimes, I miss seeing what I look like and I would like to see what my friends look like now after all these years" "So you don't want to see my face, or what I look like?" "I said my friends nau" He laughed and yawned loudly. "Do you smoke?" "I've smoked but I don't smoke" "What's the massive difference?" "I smoke a blunt occasionally but never consistently, have to keep these lips pink you know". I laughed so hard, it echoed off the walls. "Shush, we're scamping class, don't make them come here with your pig laughter". I had to bite the inside of my cheek so I didn't burst into laughter.

My taut muscles and rigid bones relaxed and I felt a new kind of energy and vigor beginning to flow through me. “I…I don’t understand…” I coughed as I tried to look around but I only saw the demon laughing at me, ridiculing me for the pathetic way I was lying on the ground. “Is this how your Goddess helps you? By bringing you down on your knees? That is fine by me so I won’t complain” He gave a hearty laugh and his minions joined the cackle. I tried to ignore their jibe and re-focus on the voice of the Moon Goddess that had spoken to me.

Such an ungentlemanly fellow ! "what are you?" she asked the lingering question in her head. "You don't look human" "I'm not" "Then what are you?" she pressed. He gave her one of his smirks as he smacked his fangs, "what do you think?" Arianna thought for a while, "A demon?" Damian laughed, "how would you know? Ever encountered one before?" Arianna shook her head, she hasn't but it felt like he was, "then what are you?"

I reach out to grab his shirt, but he's too quick on his feet, glaring at Laila with an icy stare. "Baphomet, you are a liar!" he snarls. "You are nothing!" Demonic laughter booms from our daughter's mouth. "Well, I kicked your little ass." The demon says, giving Samuel a sadistic chuckle before he begins to cough. "And, by the way, your sister is quite the fighter."

How curious. But as she continues to stare down with a wide, unblinking gaze at the being that had supposedly destroyed a whole world in another life and time, looking more that of a vulnerable young woman with abnormally pale skin and glowing eyes of old blood… instead appearing more of an ancient demon supposedly born from humanity’s wrath… “…I have come to make a deal.” The demon blinks once, twice. Then, it bursts out laughing. “Oh,” it finally manages to say, once its manic giggles finally died down to be coherent, lips pulled into an eerily wide grin, “…oh, but what could you possibly offer me, daughter of Hades?”

his voice had turned husky and demonic, just like it should be, but I was running mad with confusion. It was like I was thrown in the middle of some horror movie. "Just tell me what you want from me!!" I cried because that seemed to be the only way out of this hell. He laughed hellishly in a way that creeped me out to the core. "Hey, I'm the guy that fucked you last! They call me Yapper, the demon that controls sex!" My jaw dropped. Emotions rushed into my brain in full current. "What did you just say? Yapper?"

Lydia’s cherubic lips parted. “Your terror was delicious,” the demon said, its dark voice terrifyingly out of place in Lydia’s body. “I could dine on it for weeks.” Lydia’s lips stretched in a smile far too wide for her face. I shot to my feet. “How could you?” I shrieked. “How could you?” They didn’t answer but laughed that bone-chilling laughter. Toothy demon pranced close to me on its deformed feet. Too close. My hand flashed and caught it by the throat. It gurgled in surprise.