Nightmare Demon Name Novels & Stories

Ryan asked raising his head a little. The demon stared at him for a while before he spoke,"They call me Zaphon and I am a Demon.." Ryan screamed. "Oh my goodness am with a demon! Please don't kill me." He pleased. "Will you be quiet!" Zaphon said in fury with his voice that sounded like the voices of three angry spirits. "Am sorry." Ryan whimpered.

I don't mean to flatter myself, but it sounds like he's in love with me, and he's getting ahead of himself. A relationship with anyone who is not like myself could be hazardous. Especially when you're like me, supernatural and hunted. Even among the supernaturals, my type is hunted and killed. Humans were the ones who took us in and helped us. They also gave us a name. Gargoyle. A creature that is both grotesque and hideous. Of course, most don't look like a demon that crawled out of the earth, but it helped to represent us, albeit to the extreme. Gargoyles were the product of a union between an angel and a demon.

Everyone eyes went widen in shock. Demon kissed Nathan head and came towards Elena. He put Nathan on ground and slapped the receptionist. The receptionist fell on the ground. "How dare you insult my wife and my son?" Demon asked her angrily. The receptionist starts shaking in fear. Demon warped his arms around Elena and pulled her towards him. "Her name is Elena Demon Knight. And he is not a thing. He is my son. Nathan Knight" Demon shouted angrily. Everyone bowed their heads in shame. Demon looked at his PA and spoke up," I want new men in their place within two days. You all are fried"

Demonic said spitting his blood at Loclyns feet. "You broke my nose you filthy fucking Lyc...." his words cut off as Loclyn punched him again this time a right hook to the jaw. His head snapped sideways. I thought his neck was going to break. I have to stop this before he really does die before he answers my questions "Ok, ok you little prick"! Demonic says blood spitting out of his mouth this as he did. "They call you Daydra because that's the name I used for you when I first brought you here." he answered me coldly.

There have been, after all, summoners who’ve woken up one day to find that their demons refuse to answer to their call. When Ariadne’s turn came, it was almost as though she needed no coaching. Quiv had barely given her an instruction when the crystal burst a bloody red and spat out enough smoke to fill the circle before her two times over. The aged instructor smiled at it, and when the smoke dispelled, it revealed a demon that looked like a six legged dog with two eyes, a milky fur and the size of the Vesimae that began the summoning lessons. “Ah,” Quiv grinned. “A Canifrae. Quite rare for a first summon. Your reia must be most exquisite.”

Instead, a sensuous female voice emanated from his mouth, a voice that dripped with evil. “The volkaane is right. You should not have come here.” “Who are you?” Leesa asked. “What have you done with my husband?” “I have been called many names across the ages,” the voice replied. “One that I like is Lamashtu, Destroyer of Life. As to the one you named Rave, I have made him my slave.” “Why don’t you show yourself, demon?” Ralin asked impetuously. “Are you afraid to face us?”

Lexi had no idea. In his full demon form, he would be able to do so many things. Through nightmares, a sacred domain for demons to communicate with prey and contract holders, he might have been able to connect with Jinx. Or at least found Doll's or Spitfire's consciousness and known if they were okay.

"Damien? That's it? "Yes, but as I said call me Nurse D. My name sounded like Demon from your lips" Amazed, she said "I think it's cool. I believe it's better than Douglas" "You don't know what it means to share your name pronunciation with a demon. It's unsettling" he declared If just a name was unsettling she wouldn't mind having her name changed to Damien rather than the nightmare she constantly had.

"Tell him whatever you think it is best 'cause I won't be showing up. If 'she is asleep' that comes to your mind, say it. Or 'she don't wanna come' it is fine by me, 'she doesn't want to see you' whichever way. I am not just coming." "Okay then." "Thank you as you do so," I plugged my earpiece, then laid back on bed. "Goodnight." **** (No! Whimpering! Darkness! Fire! Tears!) Noo! Not again! I pressed my back against the wall, folded up a leg, then I dug my finger into my hair. This is beyond me mum, dad! I can't handle this all alone. What is the secret behind this nightmare? *** The shadow was moving closer. It was following me all over again. This couldn't be Brad. That was not Brad. So wh

True purpose of her existence. "Lilith, goddess of independence. Wild beast of the island. The creator and mother of all demons." A satisfactory look appeared on her smooth delicate face. From time to time I wondered if the mighty and powerful demon was standing in my presence, or it was only just a replica. But with the few moments I'd spent with her, it was obvious. This was Lilith. Only just a weaker version, but it definitely was her. "Nocte daemonium." Her eyes widened, almost bulging out in pure astonishment. Even I became immediately surprised the moment the word popped out from my mouth. I spoke other languages on irregular occasions, but they always came out unpredictably. And the m