Michael Jackson Demon Novels & Stories

We're getting close, I can almost feel the demon. The thick steel door is just how I remember it, gunmetal gray and at least four inches thick. Zack opens the combination latch with practiced ease; he doesn't seem nearly as nervous as I feel. The eerie silence that follows us in sends chills up my arms, but it's short-lived. We barely get inside before laughter completely floods the room. "I thought you'd never get here!" the Demon calls out. He's in a sturdy wooden chair, completely bound and chained to the floor. Zack was right, he looks nothing like Uncle John. His eyes are completely black and his skin has a clammy, yellow hue to it, almost as though the body has already died.

What's the need of being good? Being good really sulks? So what if I couldn't get Hace? I will conquer earth and make it mine.. Before I was thrown down to the earth,I managed to influence some demons to come down with me.. There is a great seer named Zach among this demons. I have summoned him to come and read my future, I'm sure he would be here anytime soon. Just then, I heard some movements. "I know you would come meet me" "Anything for you master" Zach replied with a slight bow.

Why on earth am I doing this? "I know you're a demon. But, I can be your angel and your light. Just let me in" He stares at me with an unreadable emotion. "What's the catch?" "There's no catch, Z. Just open your heart and let me in" He swallows hard. "What if I hurt you or break you?" He asks, his crimson eyes burning with so much emotions. He's trembling and it's almost as if he can't bear the tremendous amount of emotions running through him.

Today, Edzar, the 34-year-old man stopped his step by seeing an eerie figure standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed, and it looked out at the giant window in front of him. My God! Thought the guy was about to hop. It's been three days since they met after the meeting at the restaurant, and today he saw that woman is so haunted. Edzar was hesitant to approach, but he had to go that way to his corner office. Finally not knowing what to do, Edzar turned around and decided to have breakfast while the office was packed. On the way back, he saw Dean, his co-worker, the operational manager at the west end of the Tarso Property, exiting his office at the other end of the hall and w

A pair of dark blue eyes and ruby red ones met halfway. “Stop right there, old geezer,” said Damon under his breath. “Y-You dare!” A deep knot lodged between Michael the Loyal’s face as his face contorted from the fact that his heavenly body was tainted by a demon-spawn’s touch. The leader of the arc angels took four steps backward as he caressed his wrist which was touched by the halfling prince.

V. The demon king, Lucifer Black is the most dangerous and brutal demon. He is the cruel and dark king of the devil's kingdom named Lucifer's hell. The demon of deception and savagery. He loved to kill, and had dark magic that could rip his enemies into pieces quickly of a second. Going against him meant death because he is the strongest demon in the realm. He was merciless and everyone feared him, even his family. His body, his features, and his voice had authority among the whole demons. And looked like he was made for the night of all of its sins... Years of war and battle made him cold, his enemies made him more ruthless.

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.

“Let her in. She’s my friend.” Aiden hesitated and looked at Damian. “Do as she says,” Damian said, his voice cold. “Yes, sir,” Aiden replied before excusing himself. Damian adjusted in his seat, trying to compose himself. Seeing this, Jackson smirked. Damian frowned when his phone rang. He pulled it out of his pocket. It was Demon calling. He stood, expecting good news. “I hope you have good news for me, Demon. Have you caught him?” Damian asked, moving away from them and standing near the window. “Tell me?”

After all, I ran away from home to be exposed before I returned to Mom's cage. "Come here," he ordered. Like a robot being controlled with a remote, I took one step after another until I was just an inch away from him. I felt so small, standing this close to him. How can he be sexy and tall at the same time? I won't say he's God's favourite because he has so much blood on his hands. Demon was created by the devil. "Touch me, Papillon," he said softly, a dangerous softness that slid right under my skin. "I want your hands on me."

Chris is immediately alarmed. “You can’t go home yet.” The demon supplied. “What’s happening?” Chris urgently asked. The demon stared at Chris for a few seconds before answering, “I got impatient and finally hacked their system-” Chris’ eyes widened, he cut off Damien, “don’t tell me you got discovered again?” The demon rolled his eyes at Chris’ outburst.