Night Demon Band Novels & Stories

“What happened? Who did this? Report! “Li Hongshin demanded as the men dismounted. A few others stepped up to help their injured brethren. Things were rarely chaotic at the Northern Borders. Things weren’t always peaceful but usually any troubles are easily resolved especially under the command of their commander and other skilled warriors. Therefore, this incident which took out not one but two or their best people including the rest of the patrol team is quite shocking. “Sir we were attacked by 8 unknown individuals In dark cloaks on horseback. We were unable to determine their identities but one of them appears to be a master swordsman and the others used a variation of martial arts.” The

“And what’s that?” “I want you to make me immortal.” His expression twisted with horror and disgust. “Are you insane? Demons aren’t immortal. And you want me to turn you into one?” Wait. Demons can die? “Okay, okay. But... how do you die?” “If we’re beheaded. Or injured beyond repair.” Duly noted: decapitation equals demon death. Then he started laughing. A loud, deep, devilish cackle that shook my bones. I closed my eyes, bracing for a fireball or something worse.

None really had looked surprised, which was odd with nothing else considered. “Yeah, we’re named The Hell Hounds. We got called ‘bitch’ long enough that we wanted to thumb our noses at them. Who’s meaner than a hound of hell? His momma.” Jaxon laughed, and when he finished, “Oh, I like that. You must have really fun training days.”

And now they had left to do their part with a single slaughter butterfly attached to them for their communication with her and Damon. It was high time for her to do her part of the job and it would start in the arena. The arena where the Diablo Festival would be held tomorrow was the place where she chose to ‘kill’ her lover. She only hoped that she could pull this through. The Diablo Festival was held at Rancid City, the capital city of the Nether World, in honor to the very first demon monarch long before the seven demon lords existed – Diablo. The Diablo Festival was two things like what Damon told her – gore and bloodbath. The two things that were like vices to the demon folks – death, d

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

This is his second shot on finding whatever the hell happened twelve years ago, he is not about to let go to waste. Sebastian stares at the motel feeling a little less like home but that is all he can manage for now. On the outside of it stands a group of girls dressed in summer dress, and high boots. A few meters to their right are some bikers forever in their dirty sleeveless tops and leather trousers. Their indistinct long dusty beards force them to stand out from the rest of the crowd making their way past the motel. Sebastian feels the need to double check the lock of his car before making his way towards the building. The building is a small one with a flashy signpost and motel visibl

KAYLEEN These things can’t be real. The doctor is gone but I’m not taking them. I’m not going with medications and I’m never gonna believe her. “Why won’t you believe her?” she’s speaking to me again with her creepy face. Her hands touched my cheeks and she leaned closer. “You are a demon. You are a murderer.” Her whispers made me feel like my blood is on its boiling point. “See? You are angry!” she added and dodged my hand attempting to grip on her arm.

My hands started strumming whatever melody he wanted me to play before the lyrics started spilling from my mouth. I'm sorry to say, but today is your death day The air is thick with rot and decay Your blood will paint the cold, cracked floor Dripping like echoes from the hands before Whispers crawl from the cracks in the wall Laughter distorts a sickening call The lights flicker, the shadows Bend This isn't a dream; this is the end Run, run, but your feet won't move The darkness wraps its chains around you A sick grin forms in the blackest shade Time runs out and so will your veins

Their eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, and their movements were swift, almost too fast to track. The air crackled with energy as the newcomers launched their attack. The demon forces, though vast and well-prepared, were thrown into disarray as the eight demons tore through their ranks with ruthless efficiency. The palace, once a symbol of vampire power, was transformed into a battlefield of chaos and bloodshed.

“No. I will not yield to your power, I have waited years for this, you have controlled us for too long.” “Well if you won’t go to your brothers, I will just have to bring them to you.” Black glares at Aidan then glances in my direction before taking a step in my direction. Abruptly there is a loud bang and four monsters appear in front of Aidan. They stare at Black with confusion and anger. They all seem to coloured differently, one orange, one yellow, one red and one green. The green one takes a step towards Black and says with a hush voice