Ouija Board Demon Novels & Stories

I could picture him, standing in that house, his heart heavy with grief and guilt, trying to explain the unexplainable. But Lady Athena's response was calm and measured, her eyes holding a depth of ancient knowledge. "Silas, the demon doesn't need a physical form to exert its influence. It’s like a ghost. It's not like any ordinary creature. Hence, it does not leave a trace – no scent or footprint.” Lady Athena continued to explain, "The demon's influence is insidious. It feeds on fear, grief, and despair. It can manipulate emotions, twist perceptions. But it is not corporeal."

“But was he better than Micah?“ Elle pressed. Elyse’s face fell, her expression somber. “No one’s better than Micah. That guy had a magic dick.” “Maybe we should get an Ouija board.“ Elle suggested with a shrug of her shoulders, her arm going around me to soothe Elyse. Elyse instantly perked up at that idea. “Do you think that would work?“ “I've never used one. Couldn't hurt to try... Right?“ replied, though her voice wavered at the end. “That's what I said when Anna wanted to summon a demon. And look at us now.“ I laughed, pulling Elyse closer. “Oh, if we can handle demon Kings... I'm pretty sure we can handle a few demon ghosts.“ Elyse added with a giggle.

“I’m very sure. The drug is extremely similar to the zombie drug reported to the bureau last month. “It’s not a regular needle. “It’s a puncture needle meant for the spine, where it’ll inject medicine directly to the central nervous system. “Only professional labs would be able to produce this.” When Mary heard that it was a zombie drug, she finally came around to her senses. She screamed and pushed Charlie aside. “You rascal! Where did you get this needle?” Charlie stumbled after Mary pushed him and started crying again. “It’s from daddy’s study! I saw daddy inject that pretty lady with it!

I couldn’t tell if he was meditating, but he sure was laser-focused on what he was doing. “Are the candles supposed to burn out?” Theo whispered. “I’m getting a weird feeling right now.” Logan snorted. “It’s been over one hour. Did you think the candles are going to stay on for that long? Plus, the weird feeling is just in your head. Everything is fine.” “No.” I rose to my feet, looking out the window, dread creeping up my spine as the sky slowly darkened. “There’s a demon approaching.” A powerful one at that.

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?"

I don’t know what I’m expecting, but what I see on the header is beyond my basic reason. “Soul contract,” I read aloud questioningly. “What does that mean?” He doesn’t respond so I keep reading. The official contract between the human soul giver and the demon, Logan. This agreement shall be signed or stamped on the basis that the soul giver understands and confirms the following terms: Party A: I declare myself of sound physical and mental health, and in the perfect state of mind to comprehend the understated requirements and conditions. I am not under any form of duress or coercion to pay heed to this agreement.

I already had my phone clutched in hand when I asked, “Why do you want me to wait until you leave the room?” Panic flashed across her face. She held her hands up. “No, seriously— Ophelia, just wait!” I made a quick internet search and read the first line that appeared at the top of the screen. “Incubi are fictional demons known for their appetite for…” Nova threw a harmless ball of magic at my head, one that bounced around the room like a nest of sparklers and scrambled for the exit. “Nova, don’t you dare go and fuck that demon!” We were all doomed.

It was so fast it defied description, but judging by its size—about as big as a cat—he could be certain it wasn't human. "Take a closer look at what's in front of each house," Ophelia said. Felix snapped out of his daze and scanned the entrances to the houses. Sure enough, a bowl was placed outside every door. What was in the bowls made him pause. It was a simple serving of steak, something one could find anywhere. "Ophelia, what's going on here?" Felix asked, confused. Ophelia chuckled. "This is the Skeletal Demon's purpose for coming here. He wanted to capture the Seekstorm Beast."

I end the call without leaving a message and call Naomi next. “You better have a good reason for calling at five in the morning,” Naomi growls when she answers. “The best reason.” I lay my sketch of the sigil on the floor so I can take a picture and send it. “I have the sigil of the demon who’s killing the witches.” “What?” she breathes. “A demon is killing witches? Are you sure?” “Yes. I need you to show it to your grandmother and see if she knows the demon’s name. If I get a name—”

I explained. “Mate? Servants? Camps? What the hell happened in the last month? None of this sounds like you!” He said angrily. “Deep breath. Ready?” I asked, more to myself than to him. “Go ahead.” Denny answered curtly. “I’m a concubus, Dennis. So was Indie. The reason Drayce…. I mean Patrick, took me is that he works with a male concubus called a Vasili. He’s a king of the desire demons, incubi, succubae, and concubi.”