Sadness Demon Novels & Stories

Horror filled them, except Slaemann who savored the spectacle with relish. ‘This is the crib of the damned’ intoned the guardians. ‘And why the hell is the hell of murder our stop. The crib of the damned souls. The volcano! The damned. Pray he wasn’t a whitewashed tomb lest we might spend longer years here.’ they panicked ‘But he’s never harmed anyone.’ Emre tried to explain

Before I could say something, Dumeny cuts me off. “You don’t even try to understand the depth of sadness within my heart. That indescribable feeling, that indescribable sadness, I can’t explain it.” At this moment, Dumeny was basking in the beautiful moonlight, compared to the dangerous predicament he was in earlier, this truly felt like a dream or illusion. “Only by becoming a demon, forsaking ethics, comradeship, the social rules and paying a huge price, I could take another path among thorns and…” he stopped midway as if he released something.

“Now, I will say three things, tell me if it's a truth or a lie.” “I am happy, I have a crush on you, you are hot.” “They are all true except you being happy, you are sad.” “How did you know?” “Obviously, I am hot and every female has a crush on me, even a kid. And you are sad because I can sense the sadness and fear coming from you.” “Sense?” “Yes, it's part of me being a demon.” “Can you stop joking? It's starting to get boring.” She said and he rolled his eyes.

My heart sinks more and more. "I'm not like the other demons; that's why I'm here. Surtur made me believe I was his mate and tried to get me to have sex with my own father. He had filled me with so much evil; I only cared about doing everything he wanted. I came here to get Davina because my dad wants her. I thought if I brought her to him, then he would have sex with me, and then Surtur would mate with me. I didn't know the demon was Surtur until I came here because he wouldn't let me look at his face. Davina's gentle spirit eliminated the evil in me, and I returned to how I was before he manipulated me. My father is Asmodeus. I'm one of the daughters he doesn't want. I was always quiet and

A feeling that tore me apart, broke me into pieces, and made sure there was not any single remains left A feeling that no fucking amount of shitty "Sorry" could ever heal, a feeling worst than any kind of pain, you name it: Gunshot, stabbing...This feeling like a wolf was the "Ultima", and it was this same poisonous feeling that got mixed into my blood, and turned the remaining part of me into a living dead, a demon, anything that was bad and wrong, you name it, and made emotions become nothing to me The demons in me made love become something so far away, something that couldn't be found in my dictionary, something so unreal that the word "Love" looks like nothing but a lie...well it was, t

he starts to cry and suffers in silence, and his 2nd personality takes over him, the demon has two personalities inside him, two ideology will be an appropriate word for him, his one personality is like a devil, who use the other for his benefit who have an endless hunger for power and money, he can manipulate like a devil, and when he gets so sad his 2 personalities take over, that personality is innocent, that personality can not kill anyone, that personality has one ideology, " it is better to get hurt rather than see other people getting hurt, that personality is filled with insecurity, fear, hatred, coward and self-doubts, demon have explored his soul, and he knows who he is and he is n

Libia woke up in the middle of the night, surprised to find Tiodor lying next to her. She watched him for a few minutes; his peaceful expression and the soft whistle escaping from his nose made her smile. No one would ever guess that someone like him could look so serene. He was quite handsome, though in the past, not her type at all—she had always been drawn to men with softer features. Jerks disguised as princes. She bit her lip, her foolish heart pounding. "Why do I always choose wrong?" she wondered, feeling a sharp sting of regret. Her mind betrayed her again, clinging to the idea that Tiodor could change, that he would stop being that cruel, grumpy ogre, and that after kissing him, he

Now that I have all the resources and support I can utilize to reclaim my life, I will use it to the fullest and live with this contract even if I have to give my soul to the contractor. “It’s done my Lady, as long as it is you, I can give everything, even if I destroy this Kingdom.” Hold on, just what on earth this demon wants from me?

Her fists curled in and she tried to control herself as he sat on one end of the table. There was no real reason to consume food rather than to show off and have a sense of normalcy. Demons did not need food to sustain themselves, they get that from human emotions. Sadness mostly. That's why demons possess the souls of the people who are weak and sad, easily manipulated so that they can be fed off them. After a while, the person loses his identity and it becomes easy for a demon to take control or simply leave that body. I licked my lips as I stared at the different types of food that would put human buffets to shame. Everything from juices to meat and bread.

"Like you pity me and you just want to be there to fill a void" "I-" "I don't want you to see me like I need you for just when I'm in trouble or I am with you just to fill a void that Lola left because no. And for the longest time, I fooled myself to thinking that you were just there in place of Lola and I'm sorry". I paused looking at her, my eyes burned and I blinked back tears. "God, Dimma, I'm so sorry but I love you, no vomitting emojis involved, no lies". She looked terrified. She sat upright and adjusted her shirt. If her skin wasn't so brown, I'm sure there would be a red stain on it.