Pisces Demon Novels & Stories

Her eyes were seething, yet the words that came out of her mouth were only lovely and flirtatious. … I had absolutely no notion what she was on about. But I knew one thing for sure: letting this individual ramble any longer would be disastrous for my heart! She was unquestionably a top-tier succubus who could even arouse men when she was infuriated! Analyze! [Solanum-Disaster Rank] Name: Solanum Level 0 Race: Demon Element: Fire and Delusion EXP- 0 HP- ??? CON-??? ATK-99. STR-33

Edzar's father. Ariesta Collison is a beautiful princess with a unique face. It stands at 170cm, the figure most women dream of, weighing just 48kg this month due to post-traumatic stress. Her exotic yellow skin has become even more pale since he's been living like a vampire for months. Sunscreen. It still hums from its thick lips.

But my mom just smiled. “That’s my girl.” I smiled proudly. “But what is that?” She picked me up and walked over to her bookcase, she pulled out a really old book and opened it. On the page was a man with horns on his head and a long tail. “So, a demon is usually a very strong being. One who will use tricks and magic to punish anyone who makes them angry. Many people are afraid of them, because they are really strong and don’t show mercy to their enemies.”

demon:- I have to kill him with 12 bullets, hey monster are you father me? he was a very fast runner, he come at him, demon shoot bullet in his defence but nothing seem to work, he start to run away, he ran out of bullets, and reach a dead end. demon:- now I have one bullet left in my shell and their only ocean behind me, what should I do now? shark:- you are dead now shark runs to kill him, demon stays there and waits for him to get close. the demon has hate with explosive demon activate those explosives, and he plans, to fall into the ocean after activating the explosives, he did explode, but the sharks protect him but his damaged hand, sharks are still alright and still in shape to kill e

Maybe because she just cried, tears streamed down her face too, painting a very pitiful picture. Esmer was about to leap at her when Ambrose chuckled and picked her up princess-style, almost in a blink. “I should have known a puffer fish would need water sooner than later.” As he turned his head, the demon's gaze flickered and fell upon Esmer, causing her to freeze in place. The smile was gone and a menacing expression, promising excruciating pain replaced it. Esmer staggered the moment his head turned. “Crimson red eyes… His eyes flickered right now!”

I laid there, spread out and breathing so hard as I looked at the man standing between my legs. My nipples were on display, for him to watch to satisfaction. There was no other expression on his face except the lust and desire for me. What if he turns to his demon form and destroys me? And he couldn't control it? Thinking about that, his gaze became dangerous to me. Greyson started taking off his clothes. His jacket left his body revealing his full form. Wow! There's a tattoo of fish on his right biceps, which I was just noticing. Why would a demon have a fish tattoo? Weird.

“Leviathan as in a fish? So, when you transform…do you ever turn into a fish? Or Aqua Man? Don’t say SpongeBob.” Huh. She has a sense of humor. “The Leviathan I am talking about is more of a demonic skinwalker. It can take on the form of a human being, but is not human by a far cry. When I shift, I am what you saw earlier. Sorry to burst your bubble, princess, but a sweet sponge isn’t what I turn into…I am much-much worse than that–some may even call me a demon–when I allow all sides of myself to come to the surface.”

Pippa's POV “I’m a what?” “A Cambion.” My head spins like a wild merry-go-round, and I can’t think clearly. I’m half demon. He just said it. How can that even be? How is that possible? “I…I’m the antichrist?” “Noooo,” he says. “That’s not how this works. The antichrist is a very human notion. There’s no such thing.” “How can I have a demon parent? Demons can’t die.”

The creature that crashes through the shrine's ceiling is nightmare made flesh. It's massive, easily fifteen feet tall, with skin like molten obsidian and eyes that burn like furnaces. Wings spread from its back, leathery and torn, blocking out what little light remains. This isn't a possessed human. This is a demon in its true form. "Malphas!" Pete's voice is filled with relief and reverence as he struggles to his feet. "Master, you came!" The demon—Malphas—surveys the chamber with those burning eyes, taking in the freed children, the interrupted ritual, Derek's broken form protecting me. His laughter shakes the walls.

The black spirit-like structure similar to a reflection floated in the air. The demon's face was covered with scales like an amphibian while its mouth dripped green saliva. It spoke to the small bird and continued," Goddess, the animals have discovered our spies and set up a trap. They have learned about our secret forces and retreated but those troops are lost."