Nosferatu Demon Novels & Stories

The hideous creature with the shape of a male commented as it also moved closer to the window to take a look at the unsuspecting girl as well, its tall frame even overreaching Nicholas’ as it also had a long pair of horns that reached upwards. "Fun fact, she's a virgin too...Oh my dark lord, how I love virgins...They're so pure and delicious, ooh and those cries," The demon darkly chuckled, right before he started mimicking the moans and desperate cries of a girl right next to Nicholas’ ear, the young man finding himself so horrified at the sounds as they sounded so...authentic. What the hell! "What do you want?" He harshly spat out as he could not stand to hear a sound more coming from that

“So you will stay away from him from now on. You might be the alpha of the demonic realm, but Noah belongs to me.” Desmond laughed again. This time it was louder, as if he had just heard a joke that he really liked. The sound made my skin crawl with a sense of dread. Demonic realm. That phrase hit me very hard. This was the first time I truly understood what Desmond actually was. He was a demonic werewolf. My whole body went cold as the reality of the danger set in. I tightened my grip on Enzo’s arm, my fingers digging into his sleeve. “Enzo,” I whispered, and I could hear my own voice shaking. “What does he mean? What is a mate by blood?”

Samantha "Arachne's poison" Hope. "Banshee ectoplasm." Samantha. "Liquid black fire." Hope. "Water from the River Caronte." Samantha. "Demon Essence of the Fifth Circle." Hope. "The worst, blue fire diluted into green fire." Samantha. "Never again. Definitely never again." I shuddered, remembering the feeling. "Man, never again! Did I mention I don't want to meet Lord Nosferatu anymore? It was enough to piss him off slightly."

The freezing air was extremely cold, but at the same time, Caspian felt a sense of death from the freezing air. The reason why he knew it was a death aura was because he had personally felt it from Nicolas Gordon and his brother when he had gone to Myriad Demons Burial Ground. As vigor in his body ran again, the frost covering Caspian gradually melted and then disappeared. Half an hour later, Caspian opened his eyes. Recalling this, Caspian couldn't help sighing. "I almost couldn't come back. This dog demon's attack is very powerful and its movements are strange. It seems that the old emperor didn't catch it. Instead, it was a zombie demon refined after it was captured.

He placed the picture in front of me. I was surprised at what caught my gaze. They looked very unusual. "What kind of vampires are these." I asked, furrowing my eyebrows to the center. "They are the Nosferatu vampires." David replied. "From my research I gathered that they are also known as ancient and powerful creatures of the night, renowned for their influence and dominance in the shadowy realms of politics and illicit activities." I began to stare at this picture that vividly depicted a group of Nosferatu vampires emerging from a sleek black car.

he asks, obviously upset. "I was attacked." "That I can see. By what?" he says a bit angrily. "By a ghoul," I almost whisper out. Bennet's brow knit together. "By what?" "A ghoul. They're demons that feast upon vampire blood," I explain. "Why would it attack you? You're not a vampire and-" "This one I have a history with," I interrupt. Bennet frowns. "Tell me," he says as he lifts me up onto the bed. I sit between his legs, facing him. I lean forward and hug him. He reciprocates.

My nose scrunches up, offended. "How do you know?" I demand. "I can smell it in you, see it in you," he explains coolly. "And although you have mere scraps of it, it's actually more than over half of the Demon's I know." I startle. How can I not feel very different to other Demon’s I know, and yet apparently have more Demon blood than most, "So what, you're all powerful?" I ask bluntly. He surely has an air about him that’s suggests that much.

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.

Of course, demons have no worries; the return of the bloodsuckers wouldn’t affect them, but it might ruin the lives of my people. “What’s so funny?” I almost growl the question. Annoyance and irritation slowly cloud my judgement, and if this man weren’t the newfound father, I’d probably try to kick out his damn teeth. He’s testing my patience. “Lazarus, son,” he slaps his massive hand on my shoulder and shakes his head. “I never mentioned vampires, so you don’t have to freak out about them just yet. What I meant are the leeches we know in the underground, hell. The soul eaters, we call them leeches. They have a specific scent only demons can sense – it’s like sulphur or something close to it