Novel & Cerita Scarecrow Demon

His head was full of blood, and his voice became hoarse because of screaming non-stop. Thomas let go of him. Demon became weak and fell down on the floor like a flattened tire. Burning Beard was stunned. That was Demon, the scary man who ranked the first. Was it so easy to kill him? Even Demon was not Thomas’ opponent, let alone other people. “Ghost! He’s a ghost! “I’m not fighting anymore. I want to go home.” The lackeys were frightened out of their wits like animals in the jungle running away after a gunshot was fired!

The scent of the demon was stronger now, a sharp, acrid odor that filled the air. The demon stood in the center of the hut, unmoving, like a grotesque statue. Claud approached it slowly, every sense on high alert. He reached out, his fingers brushing against the demon’s cold, unyielding flesh. For a moment, it remained lifeless, and then suddenly, a voice echoed through the air, commanding it to attack.

The trio spread out, each taking a defensive stance, ready to face the horrors that awaited them. Suddenly, the ground trembled beneath their feet, and a swirling vortex of darkness materialized before them. From its depths emerged the first demon, a towering beast with jagged horns and eyes that burned with an unholy fire. Its skin, as black as the abyss, seemed to ripple with raw power. With a roar that sent shivers down their spines, the demon lunged at Marcus, its claws slashing through the air. Marcus, with his werewolf agility, evaded the attack and retaliated with a swift, powerful strike.

How could a spirit be tortured? Rose groaned as she rolled over onto her back, smoke seeming to rise from her singed body. The demon just cackled as he watched them, the noise sounding like boulders grating against each other. His body was a deep red, almost as if it had been dipped in blood. His eyes were almost as dark as his body, with no whites to be seen, almost as if they flowed from his body straight to the pupils. He had pointy ears and two small horns in the middle of his slick scalp. His teeth were just as yellowed as Baltabek's, and his fingers and toes were scrawny claws that resembled small talons from a twisted bird. He wore no clothing, and just like Baltabek, seemed to have n

Behind me now was my husband's insides but I was too scared to turn and look at it again. I saw a knife on the table and immediately, I picked it up and raised it high. I am so tired of life. Even if I can't kill myself or this demon inside of me, I just had to keep trying. I brought my hand down fiercely towards my stomach. I was ready for anything that would happen next. I felt my hand being grabbed and I turned around to see a hideous demon behind me. This demon looked so irritating than Scarry. The entire of its body was covered in mucus and it felt like he was just blown out of a giant's nose recently because the slimy touch it gave me felt a bit warm.

Such a simple action oozing a dangerous aura. It’s like I summoned him with my thinking, the biggest fear I was talking about. Standing at the end of the hallway. It’s the demon, a beautiful, divine creature. I’m stunned, but I can’t be deceived by this beauty, because I know the motherfucker is just hiding his horns. My family is indeed so scary, very scary, but growing up, what scared me most wasn’t my family at all; it’s this scumbag standing in front of me.

I demanded. The demon shared a worried look with the vampire. Albert snarled, digging his nails slowly into the demon’s neck. Blood slowly started to drip down the demon’s neck as Albert’s nails punctured the skin once more. “Answer him or relive your worst nightmare a thousand times over while I drain every drop of blood from your veins,” Albert promised. “A… Aidan was spacing out. Scor... Scorcha hit his leg with a riding crop. He got mad and threatened her while all the plants turned carnivorous.” He stammered his answer.

Screams of delight and protest from those who were observing us from outside the electric cage echoed in the air alongside the terrified screams of the children. I twisted my cuff, turning it into a crossbow, to parry a demon headed my way. After that, I shot it between the eyes, killing it in an instant. I barely managed to dodge the second demon coming my way. The area was so crowded that it was hard for me to make any sort of movement.

~~~ *Samantha Age 16/17* “It's the Demon!!!” I heard the fool scream as he tried to run from me. “I told you we were too close!!!” Another screamed as they tried to shift to get away. I laughed as they tripped over each other in their panic. “Drop that whore let’s go!!!” “Where is everyone else?!” “DEAD!!! THE DEMON IS HERE!!!” Behind me I heard my dad start to bark, his deep voice carrying on the wind.

" You know, ever since Acacia was created, it never hid a demon but the hunters never stop coming. What if, somehow there was a demon within? What if, that demon was a camouflage all this years? And what if, I am that demon? " " You're not that demon. " Elena simply said. " If you were, we could have noticed. " " What if you can't notice the kind of demon I am? " " Then I say it's impossible. Lora, I understand what you're trying to say but I can't accept the fact that you're a Demon. You're the sane human I know since you first came here. Believe it or not, Lora, you're not a Demon" " I hope so. "