Piano Demon Novels & Stories

The expression on her face changed, an evil smirk plastered on her face that scares Roya. "Why are you putting that expression on?" Roya's voice is shaking. Horror flashed her fluffy face. "You can locate where Kenshi is right?" Roya tilted its head, blinking at her. But that demon is differed from the others. It is not Kenshi that she can uncover but the Kebano, Zed. And that Demon can conceal anyone as long as he likes. It isn't just that, Roya also had an agreement with Kenshi; he will let Mizuko hear her talk consequently to her forbidden to tell Mizuko some details.

One voice sounded male, while the other was female. A few of the soldiers thought that Paul had become demon-possessed. Paul was demon-possessed, but he was the demon who was battling Christina over her body. Paul had to think of a way to get rid of Christina, permanently. He knew that he and Christina wouldn’t be able to co-exist if he wanted to remain a successful hitman.

Every noble gave way for him to walk through. Roman moved through the crowd effortlessly. Lysan's hand tightened on the glass. He had seen that smile a thousand times, in battle fields, in his nightmares, everywhere. But here, no one knew what that smile hid. Dyleon whispered softly to Lysan. “Wow, so that's the famous Demon prince, Roman Da'Luca.” “Yeah.” “They say he's gonna be the next Demon king.” Dyleon's eyes trailed Roman. “But, mere looking at him, he doesn't seem like someone who could cause terror.”

"Do you believe I'm cruel? You have no choice but to be brutal when your adversaries are devils. We don't need worthless elderly folks who can only brag about how safe their towers are." Everyone nodded like small children. "Okay, right, let's go back to the point. You appear to have been fooled, Dior." "Fooled?" Dior inquired, frowning. "I don't detect any domain. However, it appears that the demon was proficient with the space element, which is incredibly powerful." "So... the demon duped me into believing he had a domain?" Dior was taken aback, and her fury was visible in her eyes. Ifrit looked at her and responded, "Not really. The demon only utilized a skill, but you misunderstood it fo

**Demetri** The entire penthouse was silent. Not a single sound could be heard. No movement was visible anywhere. It felt like no one lived there, except for one person, staring blankly at the piano. I’ve been here for a while now. Sitting in front of the grand piano, my fingers resting on the cold ivory keys. I wanted to play. To create something beautiful and lively to chase away the sorrow consuming my entire being. But tonight... I don’t know how to begin.

The artist was absolutely familiar with the demon, the similarity, with small differences, is for certain. - Oh no! Everything is very bad! Badly! Badly! Badly! With a noisy exhalation, Pascal dropped himself into a chair. Wrinkling her nose, the fortuneteller looked up, waiting for an explanation. The familiar pulled the book, fixed his eyes on the picture, said doomedly: “The witch’s heart trembled…

Something is amiss. Mortal senses can beest easily deceived, mine own mistress. A most wondrous evil was born from the purest. I was speechless because of what he said. That means the evil who turned Agamemnon was long gone. "Then why the demons?" I wrinkled when I asked him. Demons, by the name itself, are already evil. Sushi looked in another direction, I don't know why. Demons art just pawns and influence'd but nev'r taint'd. I am a goodyear, but not tainted. Beast like us is just a tool f'r the most wondrous evil.

although she did feel kinda lonely and scared without him. "Crap," she swore under her breath, letting out a tired exhale as she slowed down to a full stop, lastly remembering the main reason why she'd crossed his threshold in the first place. The demon. That hideous and horrifying creature that demanded to have her. Pure and untouched. The faint sounds of piano keys being stroked suddenly reached her ears, drawing her attention. And before she even knew it she had already changed her direction, going straight for the living room instead.

The sound cut through the chaos, silencing the discordant symphony that had empowered Raktos. The demon's form flickered once more, his body writhing in pain. Edna pressed her advantage, channeling her will into the haunting melody that flowed from the flute. The sound enveloped Raktos, seeping into his very essence, stripping away his malevolence. Raktos let out a guttural scream, his form dissipating into ethereal wisps. The demon of music was vanquished, his power broken. The air grew still, and a hush fell over the battlefield as the remnants of his dark symphony dissipated into nothingness.

Chapter 20: Rejection It's hard to see beyond what's in sight But when you tilt the light I realize, for a 1000 nights I've been a restless soul Just wasting time Digging up fool's gold -1000 Nights Frenship ************* |Edited| The sound of someone knocking on the door made me groan. "Go away." I muttered as I pressed the pillow over my head trying to get rid of the noise. "Verena if you don't get up and open this door I'm going to come inside and carry you out." Nate's voice growled from the other side.