Masked Demon Novels & Stories

If Wilbur and the old man were here, they would be able to tell at first glance that the merfolk's emperor, Ramos, who had never shown his real face this entire time, looked just like Demon from the dungeon. Demon was actually a clone of Emperor Ramos. Wilbur had blown Ramos' clone apart with the power of light just now, and the six wisps of miasma had returned to Ramos' body, meaning that Demon was now back in Ramos. The merfolk emperor stared at himself in the mirror. "F*ck! I can't believe you're back."

"But I don't want to stay there anymore. He's a demon." Manon raised an eyebrow. "I bet he's not worse than Bloodbath." "Who's Bloodbath?" I asked, knitting my brows. Manon leaned closer, lowering her voice to a whisper. "Someone everyone in L'Impasse des Ombres fears. If you ever see him, run. And don't even think about smiling... he might kill you for it." My stomach tightened. "Still, I'm sure Demon is worse than him," I said quickly, rubbing my arms nervously. "He keeps a cobra as a pet. Who does that?"

I have fallen asleep and woken up several times because of the mosquitoes until I woke up feeling confused. Roar! I suddenly turned pale when I saw a familiar monster. "Demon," I whispered into the air. What is the demon doing here in Wysteria? Don't say that they are from here? "Ales, hide. We will kill this demon!" Gaspar yelled at me and I was scared to stand up and I hid behind a big tree. The demon was big, like the one that chased me and my sister before we had an accident and fell off the cliff. Its horn is large and sharp; he looks like a buffalo with thick hair. Its body is like a human, but the skin is that of a buffalo.

With the influx of ghouls jumping from the bleachers and appearing from the first gate and fifth gate, Maleficent would not be surprised if she would learn later on that the entire populace of the common folks who watched the cock fight was made of ghouls who were in disguised. On the far end to their left, a cluster of shadow in a form of a beast was fighting the commandant of the imperial army of narakas and fallen angels, Commandant Demonyo. He was now a transformed demon with four lims and was fighting against the ghouls around him. But Maleficent saw through his plan. He was only swatting the ghouls away from him, while he was slashing the beasts made of shadows. ‘The beasts will keep h

I moan as a wave of dizziness wash over me, I vomited on the floor then rest my weight on the handle of a door to another room. The door open and I saw Damien, no demon, Damien had shifted into his Demon!, I could see the two horns on his head, something like red coal on his body, white wings, and a weapon which I had no name for. "Damien? Can you hear me please stop"I yelled? The Demon turns his attention towards me, advancing the weapon as he stalks across the room, his height was terrifying and I knew I was dealing with a monster right now.

But his shock gave way to a wan of smile which was more sinister and dangerous than the shock. He spread his hands and his long black villainous jacket began to form a crevice and rip apart. His body cracked and sinews moved. His fingernails narrowed into saber claws. They were large, hairy, and dangerously clawed hands of a beast. He bent like an animal and headed into the woods. ‘A werewolf?’ Jesse asked, wide-mouthed. ‘ But it is almost dawn?’ ‘ Don’t be so dumb’ Jake snarled ‘ he is a demon. Alvaro is very lucky that he did not, as he normally did on several occasions, come here alone. Take care of Alvaro while I take care of him!’

She turns my face slightly toward the lamp. “The question to ask is ‘by what?’ and the answer is a demon.” She gasps. “A demon?” “Let me guess, sickly grey scales, nearly seven feet tall, massive, serpentine tail, golden eyes with vertical irises.” Kaeden chips in. I blink, taken aback. “Yes. How did you know? He turns to Myra. “A Lamashtu.” “Is that what Scyla is? A Lamashtu?”

The woman with the breasts on display screamed in terror and vanished from view as she ran, giving the watcher behind the camera a perfect view of the large demon cat as it started belching fire at everyone like a true demon spawn, before the video was dragged to the floor as the man ran for his life, the video cutting off to screams of pain, terror and death. “Oh, Kat…why didn’t you feel you could trust me enough to tell me this…?” Ruben muttered. Shadow manipulation was deadly enough but fire as well made this go to a whole other level. He suddenly stared at the video as it had started to replay and rewound it. “What did that guy in the background behind the camera shout out?” Ruben listen

--- One by one, the group stepped forward to face the Sentinel’s test. Damon: The mist surrounded him, and he was confronted by a vision of his younger self, standing over a battlefield littered with bodies. “Is this what you’ve become?” the vision asked. “A man defined by death and destruction?” Damon nodded despite clenching his jaw. "I may be a murderer, but I defend the weak." The vision faded, and the Sentinel allowed him to pass.

These eyes send a chill down my spine: violet, razor-sharp, peeling away my defenses to reveal every weakness beneath. “Glad you could join us, Aiden,” Mirasol purrs, beaming in all her allure before the members of the A.S.S. It’s a large meeting room, since the building is so large, but she commands the entire room with effortless grace. “Since you’re already up here front and center, I can tell you would like to help us with a very important demonstration.” “What kind of demonstration?” My brain is groggy and I'm struggling to catch up. My voice is rough, and my instincts are already whispering that I’m in for some kind of well-planned trouble.