Masked Demon Novels & Stories

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

“If there’s a single scratch on my body, the entire Chicago would know what kind of monsters you all are.” “When the time comes, you will meet our monsters first,” I snarled. “Keep your empty threats to yourself, Dominic.” She narrowed her eyes. “They don’t scare me anymore; in fact, it’s boring and repetitive.” “If there’s anything worth remembering about you, Sophia, that is, you are an attention-seeking whore. We know the video is fake, and you are desperate. Get to the fucking point. NOW!”

He was the one who'd wrecked my apartment, the one who'd been giving me all those disturbing warnings and messages. He was the one knew Trevor. He had a hood pulled over his face so I couldn't make out his features and although I couldn't see his face but there was something really frightening about him. A shiver of fear ran down my spine. His whole semblance screamed pure evil. I'd never feared anyone more than I feared him at the moment, and I didn't even know what he looked like. Nate was intimidating at times and he could be pretty terrifying when he was angry but I'd never felt so afraid with him. In fact, for some obscure reason Nate had always managed to make me feel safe, but this ma

I could see our opposite auras pushing each other away, but neither was winning the invisible battle. I inhaled the cold, stale air of the desert before proceeding to speak, "Hmmm... I just heard the call of my Emperor. Do you know what He named me now?" Raphael had a tensed look on his face. He must have found my new appearance rather...threatening. His head shook slowly, not believing what I had just become. "No... you can't side with the Darkness!" he yelled, "Aeshma!" "ASMODEUS! Call me by that name!" I quickly interjected, clenching my hands into a tight fist and glowing my eyes red. "I am Asmodeus! Demon prince of Lust. The Archdemon of the Second Circle of Hell."

He casted a spell on it that could make me look like someone else in the eyes of people for the time being. I doubted it at first, but now I can see that it’s really working. Back in time, whenever I walk in the city, the people in the streets will run away with such horrifying expressions. Of course, I was known as the Demoness who only do evil things to others, it was normal for them to be scared. And I love that. I love when people tremble in fear when they see me. Because if I am that terrifying for them, they will not have guts to take what’s mine. They will not have a chance to betray me… to hurt me. It’s such a shame that no one recognizes me now.

The room was so dark! “Where Bahm?” “Right here!” The ground underneath the bed shakes, and I feel my body sinking into the bed. What’s going on? Have I lost my vision again? “Bahm I can’t see...where are you!” After what feels like I had sunk to the bottom of a cave, a distorted face comes closely to my vision. I blink quickly, adjusting my vision through the darkness and I make out eyes. When I blink again, staring back at me, was the face of a demon with yellow eyes!

The man fell to the ground, screaming in pain while Ares just rolled his eyes and threw the eyeball on the ground and stomped on it because squatting in front of the man. He grabbed the man by the hair and lifted his head up so they were eye leveled. “I told you I don’t do second chances but you are someone I’ve known for so long so I don’t want to kill you off just like that but if you don’t find a way to get me rid of this demon the next time we meet, I won’t just be taking away your other eye but also your life. Got that?” He pushed the man to the ground as he stood up then turned to Cornelius with a groan.

Although it was very loud, Marlin was not shocked at all as she had expected this. “How long have you noticed?” Marlin asked the demon sitting on the floor. She dispelled her concealing spells and showed herself in front of the demon. “Since the moment you entered Britney’s mind.” The demon answered. The demon had horns so huge that they were bigger than his head and curled twice. His eyes were glowing yellow and his body was dark violet with mysterious markings all over. Nearby, Marlin could see rotting corpses and skeletons of various races. Perhaps Marlin was used to the smell, but it did not smell as bad as it looked.

I can see how much effort he is putting in to not do anything funny. ‘Alright old friend, since you want us to get straight to business, why don’t you introduce this human toy of yours to us? I mean you said you want to introduce your new mate to us but you rather show up with some pathetic mate.’ The creepy demon whom I have just discovered is called Mammon says insultingly, staring at me with disgust in his eyes. Abbadon takes his hand off my back and I see him clench them into fits. I can see how much he is controlling himself to not hit the annoying and disrespectful demon.

The voice didn’t feel like it came from anywhere; instead, it was reverberating in everyone’s heads. Romina covered her chest, and her expression changed. “Sir York! This is a legendary Demon Monk of the Smalt Sect!” Even the disciples of the Smalt Sect were shocked when they heard the name. In the legends of the Smalt Sect, Demon Monks were created with evil magic using dying monks. They’d still have their own consciousness, but they didn’t need food or sunlight. They would slumber in their coffins till the end of time, and wake up if they were summoned.