Red Face Demon Novels & Stories

"But it wasn't Maddie's fault—" "I didn't say it was." Paul interjected rudely, shutting her up. "How many? And what type of demons?" "A fair number. I don't know what they were, but they looked like wisps of smoke with red eyes." Maddie replied. She so badly wanted to burn through the carpet like the puddle of demon poison. Anything was better than the smoldering look in her father's eyes. "An Enenra. I've seen one of those before. Deadly, almost impossible to get rid of." Paul murmured, almost to himself. "And what happened on the second attack?"

My life ends here. "Good of her…" I heard Elf's voice and turned to her in anger, but was shocked at what my inner eyes saw. She had the face of one of the strongest demons in history; a lengthy canine, bloody red eyes, long claws, there were even thorny wings; two horns were also on her head. I trembled and screamed, pointing at her, but just then, I was slammed and it made me fall into unconsciousness... Could it be true?? Elf a demon??

He looked around the room and acknowledged the fact that his members are there with him. Samantos is becoming too daring. He knows me and chose to play with me. "He chose to play with fire!!!" He shouted and the whole building shook. The guys were no longer surprised. A phone call jolted them back to life. Red, as he is popularly called stepped out to hand over the phone to Eric. Red, second in command, fastest shooter. He is called Red because of the number of people he has killed. He looks deadly dangerous. After Eric, no one dares him. A scar was visible on his face showing he had a rough childhood. Well, what more can you expect from a Capo? He relocated to the city after being beaten to

I cleared my throat. The demon turned his deep red eyes towards me, causing me to shiver in fear as goosebumps littered my arms. He was a beautiful specimen, but his eyes were a dark red with golden veins interlacing within them. When you looked closely at the black pupil within all that chaos, you felt something venomous tugging at your soul. "Then why do you seem more shocked that I'm here than I am?" "I... uh," I shook my head and straightened up. It was never good to show weakness before a demon, "anyways I summoned you here bec-"

But he had to move slow. The first thing he did was introduce the evil man to what evil truly looked like. One of those mornings when he chose to appear before the man’s bedside, he decided not to leave so suddenly. Nay. He stayed and looked Rell in his eyes, starting a stare down with his demon form fully on display. Young didn’t disappear until the man had sprung into action, finally reaching for his gun, with a ‘what the hell’. When he turned back to the edge of his bed, Blood, the demon version of Young, had disappeared.

Judging by his look, he didn't look like any assassin The same was with the opposite team, when the light turned on, he saw black almond shape eyes, on top of them thin arrow like brows, perfect nose, her yellow like golden skin under lights looked flawless. What caught his eyes where the lips, glossy plumply natural pink lips. Her hairs falling from the side, on her face, she looked more pretty, then those so-called actress, who went under a knife. He wasn't frighten a bit at all, while a knife hanging on his neck. ZouMi again asked in a cold voice. "Who are you?"

Jennifer screamed and I quickly covered her mouth. “What? You want to implicate me?” I rebuked in a low tone and removed my hand from her mouth. “I’m sorry, but wait, I still can’t believe what you are saying. Russell, a demon? How can you say he is a demon? Haven’t you heard stories about demons before? Demons are scary creatures, black from head to toe with long horns and red eyes that you can never glance at. The man I saw earlier is the complete opposite of a demon. Tell me something else, Muriel,” Jennifer let out in disbelief, waving off my explanation with her hand.

Red hair, red nose, a colorful onesie, and big teeth that I can see clearly as he smiles menacingly. It's a clown. "It's a demon clown!" Orion states and I can picture a look of probable terror on his face. "I don't like clowns." I shake my head in disbelief. "After everything that we've seen. You afraid of clowns?" "They creepy okay anyway let's just kill it and be done with." When we kill a night terror it turns back into its true form as it burns. Though they turn into some terrifying things, their true forms are nothing compared. Their bodies are like that of red flesh. It's as if they have no skin. Their eyes are black orbs of nothingness. That if you stare into them for too long they a

Those eyes looked way too cold and familiar. Wait! This wasn’t just a beast, it looked like him— like Xlynor… a demon side of Xlynor. His skin was pale grey, almost ash-like with red and black veins pulsing beneath it. His long hair glowed faintly, quite ethereal, but his eyes—his eyes were shifting colors violently. He pulled me flush against him while I struggled weakly with my hands pushing against his chest. “Please… please… I'm sorry.” I sobbed, as my knees weakened.

Maybe it was from his living style, but touching any surface, even with gloves on, made him want to scrub the skin off his fingertips. After standing for at least forty-five minutes, Pyro finally watched as the black smoke approached him and started to take form, the figure straightened their scarf as their red eyes flicked up to meet his. A wide grin spread across the demon's face as their red eyes flickered. "I've done as you asked, Pyro. And I have discovered that though you hoped to annihilate her emotions, you've seemed to only traumatize her. She holds a deep sense of fear. And her regret is endless. Not to mention, most of her anger is at herself." As he spoke the thin red figure from