Nightmare Demon Name Novels & Stories

My Nightmare Natty's POV It was morning already and last night was a long night. I never knew he was that insatiable.I lot count as to how many times we did it. Thinking about it, I smiled. I looked over to him and smiled more. He was still sleeping like a baby. I tried standing up but I felt pain in my thighs. I tried again but I just groaned. My groaning woke him up,he was baffled and asked. "Baby are you alright..."he asked in a husky voice.

She was curious to learn more about how this Demon's mind worked and how he felt about things. The young Demon did not think momentarily; he answered immediately, " I would keep the name Demon. I would add the name Matteo Nightwhisper. My name would be Demon Matteo Nightwhisper." He grinned at her and explained, "Demon because it was the name given to me by the pack, Matteo, because of the irony- I am being given a gift from a goddess and Nightwhisper to honor my new pack."

She thought deeply for a while, sat up and began to write again: " Hi dear diary, tomorrow is my birthday but tonight is my meeting with my demons. I am scared, mom says I should pray, Aunt Ann said the same thing but I don't believe in it anymore. I don't even know how to pray; I'm mad at God. Aunt Ann says it's wrong to blame God but I can't help it although I do not say it out loud. I want to stop blaming God. I think these demons are to blame after all. Dear diary, I ain't sleeping tonight not because I don't feel sleepy, but because I want to break record, I want to be able to say I didn't have any nightmare on the night preceding my birthday for the first time in seven years. I want to

he whispered, sending a chill down my spine. "My name is not Andrew, or, as you might say, no one knows me by that name. I am someone you never expected to encounter," he declared. His eyes bore into mine, filled with a mysterious intensity. I stared at him silently, feeling a sense of unease wash over me. The air around us seemed to crackle with tension as I waited for him to reveal his true identity. "I am Abigor, a demon of the underworld," he finally confessed, his voice low and menacing.

The man explained. “Which one?” asked PJ. “What?” the man asked, not that he did not hear the question just that he was afraid of saying his name. “What is the name of the demon your people released from the underworld?” the man swallowed hard. “Asmodeus…” before he could finish JP finished for him. “The demon of lust.” Zande threw his hands in the air.

“Then what are we dealing with, if not demons.” “Kings of dead universes, crotchety spirits wanting to walk again, the leftovers of an alien race, the memories of physical beings cast aside, some zeitgeist aspect made real, ancient watchers frozen in stone, entities of pure spirit who have never known flesh. Take your pick. Though, I hazard the last is probably what you’ve been describing. What name did you give it?” “Calach.” “That’s a loser. Really fucking bush league. Go big or go home is what I say. You know some big demonic titles, use them. Or try an angelic name, that’ll give you some weird results.”

Felen's eyes started to get tired just by looking at that color. "He's behind this door. Get ready, Milady. Maybe he'll give you a little surprise," Leon said with his hands tucked into his trouser pockets. In contrast to Felen who seemed a little tense, the man looked relaxed. "Ah," said Leon as if he had just remembered something. "The demon we're going to meet now is known as Mammon, in case you didn't know." Felen nodded. He really didn't know the names of the demon princes other than Leon because Felen had only met him once without greeting them at the Masquerade Ball Party. With the exception of Asmodeus, the principal of the Academy of (Ashmedai).

"But it wasn't Maddie's fault—" "I didn't say it was." Paul interjected rudely, shutting her up. "How many? And what type of demons?" "A fair number. I don't know what they were, but they looked like wisps of smoke with red eyes." Maddie replied. She so badly wanted to burn through the carpet like the puddle of demon poison. Anything was better than the smoldering look in her father's eyes. "An Enenra. I've seen one of those before. Deadly, almost impossible to get rid of." Paul murmured, almost to himself. "And what happened on the second attack?"

The one where my wind tree was situated. “We have a long time feud, demon. I have been waiting for this day, to end you.” He chuckled, “End me? Didn't you try in crescent moon? What did it cost you?” I frowned, “I no longer care what i have to lose in order to get rid of you, Demon.” I said seriously. “Stop calling me Demon, your mother gave me a name. It is Dante.” I was no longer interested in unnecessary chit chat, i gathered half of my inner energy and attacked Dante. He didn't even relent.

"So tell me, King Devaro when you you plan on executing that dearest mother of yours" He snapped my attention to his dark reddish eyes, he was dress in a black suit with a red shirt, his chest lost a lot of buttons showing off skin the demoness caressed so lustfully. The demoness are called incubus, sex driven demons. Snapping back to attention I frowned at the intonation of his words. "And what makes you think I plan on taking down my mother's rule?" He laughed wholeheartedly. "Enough with the games Devaro. we both know that your mother is weak, she degrades everyday"