Nightmare Demon Name Novels & Stories

Its eyes; dozens of them,blinked across its chest, arms, and neck. Its voice crawled into their minds, low and coiling. “Who dares disturb my slumber?” Selene gasped, retreating behind Ryker, who instinctively stepped in front of her. Nyra stood tall. “I am Nyra Duskbane. I offer blood, soul, and flesh in exchange for your strength.” The demon's lipless mouth curled into something like amusement. “Ah… the last heir of the Broken Throne. Your heart drips vengeance. I like that.”

He stood still for her evaluation and after a while, she said, "So what demon are you?" His smile froze, my stomach twisted. I think I’m going to throw up again. "Mom-" "My name is Lucian. Demon of the night. Nice to meet you, ma'am." He bowed like a gentleman. It would make sense since he had lived a very long life and his manner of dressing screamed 'ancient’ enough. "Demon of the night," she repeated softly. "What does that mean?" He straightened with a full-fledged smile that made her gasp. His eyes were bright red and his fangs popped out. "Some would like to say 'Vampire'."

He lowered his hand and had my eyes follow his hand before I was left staring at his purple eyes before he approached me and I got defensive. “Who are you and how do you know that name?” I asked as the stranger paused. The scent emitting from his body was not human and the energy that surrounded were thicker and stronger than even warlocks but it was more controlled. “I go by many names that are not in English but I you can call me Azreal. I am one of the demons who was born the day Eve took a bite from the apple.” He said as I folded my arms. “How do I know you are telling the truth?” I asked as he stretched his hand.

I changed the topic, “Millions, sex demons are categorized into, incubi and succubi, wrath demons, deception demons, demons of dispute... So many of them,” he whispered. “Ok, well I hope I can be a better leader then Eve II, I'll try but...we should get some rest, we are going to need it for later,” I chuckled “Ok, good night Lil,” he uttered. “Good night Damon,” I mumbled.

Kael just looked at her, then stood. His shadow loomed large on the wall, but his voice barely rose above a whisper. "Names... are dangerous. Names carry danger." "Then I'll make one up," Rea said with a shrug, lighting the new candle. "I won't have a demon living in my house without knowing what to call him." The demon smiled faintly, then said in a low, grim voice: "Most who spoke my name... didn't survive it. But if you insist... Kael. That's what they called me."

“Hunters let me tell you the name of the demon that is finally going to kill you both." Rainn laughed, “Go ahead demon what is your name.” The demon snarled, “My name is Abaddon", and he jumped towards Rainn. They are both in battle and Addie had no idea what was going on or how she was supposed to defend herself. She was in the middle of the battle with no way of getting away. She could see the car and tried to run to it. She caught the attention of one of the demons and he came at her. She ducked and tried to kick him, but he grabbed her foot easily and put her on the ground. She landed hard and the mark on her chest burned a beautiful violet.

Dreya told Reni. "when are the both of you going to come out?" the demon asked. The both of them looked at each other in shock. The demon had known they were there all along. They sheepishly came out of the shadows. "And who might the two of you be?" the demon asked. "I am Reni and this is Evena." Reni replied. "And who are you?" Dreya asked. "I am Azazel" the demon answered still poking Killian. "Could you stop doing that please?" Reni asked.

During the late 1600, Saerah Dumire was a witch caught during the Salem witch trial and was accused of practicing dark witchcraft. The towns people burnt her, along with her entire coven to death, but the humans should have known better that something as meager as death wouldn't keep her away forever. Saerah made a deal with the devil to be reawakened as an immortal demon of sleeps and nightmares, giving her the power to make ones dream their own personal nightmare. In return she promised to drag souls that she captured to hell. The devil himself gave her a new name, naming her after himself. Saetani.

But with a sound like pages turning. A figure stepped out from the trees, not walking—gliding. His coat was black, long, and lined with crimson thread. His eyes were like polished obsidian, glinting with amusement. Hair the color of ash. Skin too perfect to be mortal. He smiled at me. "You called, little healer." I said nothing. I stood, heart hammering, fists clenched. The demon tilted his head. "How formal. You must be Faust." "You know my name."

I flip to page two and look at the names on the top. “I don’t recognize these names.” I bunch up my brows in a frown. I feel like I should know these names, but I can’t place my finger on them. Ruth bobs her head in understanding. “You wouldn’t recognize them by those names Levi. They’re old demons. Biblical old. From back when your father Lucifer ruled the Demon Realm.” My eyes widen as I look down at the names one more time. I sit contemplating my options. I could go visit my father and see if he has any idea where these three demons could be located, but I really didn’t want to.