Laughing Demon Novels & Stories

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.

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

"Language Comprehension (Rare)" [Lost Demon race, Laughing Horrors last stepped foot a hundred years ago in the world. Ferocious hunters who dwell mostly in the most gruesome places. They have long since lost the use of their eyes and in their stead developed powerful hearing and smelling abilities to assist their hunting. Their namesake has been given to them because of how they interact. A system of high and low pitches laughs.] [Congratulations Host on reviving an Extinct Demon Race] [Reward: Skill-Bestow]

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

Not as grateful as I would be if any of them could open the door and just tell me what’s going on, but I learned how to feel happy about the little things too. “Why me?” Is it weird that just thinking about how wide Than's eyes are right now makes me want to laugh? He’s so expressive at times. Many would agree if I shared my opinion about the demon. He’s so serious and robotic-faced for the most part, but once he’s caught off guard, the dangerous creature of the underworld looks like a bunny rabbit. “Because this can be like a task to see if you’re really a good fit for our family,” Luciano argues.

“Eating the souls of children will not make you strong. You keep on repeating the same thing. Nothing’s going to change. You’ll still be the stupid human once you are.” “You may think so. But I will trap you here forever. I just baited you,” the demon spoke tersely. As the demon laughed loudly, the room shook hard, which made the door close on its own. He didn’t move to where he was standing. He just stared at the demon, who sank to the ceiling. The room didn’t just shake after a while. It also spun around. Everything inside the room flew, circling him. Walls grumbled endlessly. Without worrying about what was going to happen, he sipped on the cigarette and blew the white smoke. He could sti

But what really caught my attention was the genuine smile on Damien's face, sending a quick shock wave down my bone marrow. "You left home and you didn't bother to check up," she said, playfully stroking his cheeks as Damien burst into laughter, deepening my confusion. With a smile, he handed her the bouquet of roses. Is this some kind of movie? Does this demon really laugh like that? Different thoughts raced through my head all at once as I continued watching them in nothing but confusion, especially Damien. "You know that's not true, I do call," he quickly defended, and they both burst into laughter. I could hear the woman's giggles too. It seemed like they were in their own little world,

“They’re happy. They’re not suffering, and they don’t have any troubles. “They only belong to me. “This is art! It’s perfect art!” He was completely insane. It was completely inhumane. He had turned these young women into his personal toys. I looked at those young women. They were only in their early twenties. Their lives were just starting. However, they were trapped in this dungeon. I recalled what Charlie had said. “The pretty lady fell asleep after the jab, just like sleeping beauty.” It turned out that this was what he was referring to. I felt very sad. I was sad for these young women and this despicable world.