Nightmare Demon Name Novels & Stories

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The three of them say nothing, so I keep going. "I didn't even remember I had the dream until Dominic saw me tracing her name on a sheet of paper." I glance up at him as his fingers squeeze my hand again, looking stoically ahead. "Did the demon identify itself?" the female asks. I look over to her, wiping away another fallen tear from my cheek. "Yes," I answer. "She said her name was Deumus." The council members immediately turn their heads to one another, whispering words I can't make out. Dominic lets go of my hand, wrapping his arm around my back, his movement pulling my thoughts away, and I look up.

What he fu*k am I seeing? No wonder why the name sounds odd. No wonder why dad never knew his name as Nomed Natas. Is it because that name never existed? It's because that name was a name that belongs only to the devil. That means, Luci, the man I love, is also the Devil? "Oh my goodness!" I watched my sisters gasp in fear. "Nomed Natas means Demon Satan." Cynthia said. "And Luci is a short name for the word, Lucifer. Now we can all see that Nomed Natas, Luci and the master are all one person."

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

Dominic explained. “So, I was born human?” I was so confused, and he took a deep breath. “Yes and no…” he sighed. "You'll see, a nightcrawler is a very rare type of demon. By the way, you fall under my jurisdiction…” he smirked, and I chuckled. “So, should I start calling you 'Your Evil Greatness'? I joked, and he laughed. “Fucker,” he patted my shoulder. “Now keep explaining,” I said, and he nodded.

Such an ungentlemanly fellow ! "what are you?" she asked the lingering question in her head. "You don't look human" "I'm not" "Then what are you?" she pressed. He gave her one of his smirks as he smacked his fangs, "what do you think?" Arianna thought for a while, "A demon?" Damian laughed, "how would you know? Ever encountered one before?" Arianna shook her head, she hasn't but it felt like he was, "then what are you?"

“How does that work? You’re a wolf, and you’re a demon sharing the same body.” “Nathaniel is the wolf, and Acheron is the demon. Two separate entities with a link between them. They share a body.” “What determines what name they call you?” “My most dominant entity at the time. When I was in the lair, they called me Acheron, but with my pack members, it’s Nathaniel. That’s why some demons refer to me as Acheron, while others call me Nathaniel as a symbol of the difference. My demon had already taken a back seat.”

Nae is one of the greater Demons, she’s known as a Demon of Passion. Azrael doesn’t really know how and why she has that title. Her brother, Bernael, is a Fallen. They’re only brothers because of their mother, Satrina. And because she’s a Greater Demon, Nae possesses the ability to know human’s secretive sin and induce fear, but Angels are invulnerable to it. Azrael decided to troll on Nae again when she never said a word after her question, “Do you wish your fear inducement can work on me? I mean that’s very handy.”

Imagine a place where it was always night and you were waiting for the dawn that would never come – Damon the Prideful also known as the unbeatable tool of the Demon King Lucifer the Prideful. He was there. He grew up there. He grew up deep inside an ocean of vast emptiness. Damon the Prideful had no one to save him. The Nether World consumed everything, leaving only a sheer emptiness in its wake. Because of this, the halfling prince had become a hollow being as well.

Persephone Moriah This demon is called Anton, I remember him. In order not to scare me, he disguised himself as a human. "Anton," I called him by name, and he made a priceless face when he heard it. That makes me laugh so hard I can hardly stand up. The demon reached down and put his forehead on the floor, singing "My lady." I was waiting to see what he would do, but he remained in the same position. "Get up Anton. Do you know? I remember you, and I know that face is not yours. " Anton, surprised, obeyed me and nervously told me “My lady, I don't want to scare you with my true form. I know how sensitive you are, and from experience, I have to tell you that you wouldn't like to see it."