Scarecrow Demon Novels & Stories

His eyes were as dark as an abyss and was surrounded by vertical pupils, a hallmark of a demonkind. But it was the alpha mark on his left cheek bone, a crimson-tinted signil that confirmed what he was. A demon alpha. Ziva instantly retreated into me and I gasped. He had a struggling human wrapped around his fist. The human's face contorted in terror, eyes bulging, and mouth agape in a terrific scream, but the demon alpha didn't budge. Didn't even bat an eyelash when the human threw a spittle on his face. And then as if the roles were suddenly reversed, his mouth descended upon the human’s.

As Esteria and the group made their way to the dining hall, the atmosphere was light, filled with the lingering satisfaction of their morning training. They were almost at the entrance when a sudden, eerie ripple disturbed the air around them. The group halted, senses immediately on high alert. In the blink of an eye, three water demons materialized before them. Their normally fluid, calm expressions were contorted with worry, their watery forms shimmering with anxiety. Before anyone could react, the demons' eyes locked onto Esteria, their concern deepening.

Pablo looked around and lowered his voice “you need a Blood Demon for it since they can literally breed with anything. They can possess humans that haven’t died too. First, the woman needs to be carrying a Coded baby that is still in the early stages of developing. Let’s say that is you, ok?” I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat. “The Lab Scavanger, in the form of a simple dog, is growing in the woman when a Blood Demon comes along and decides he wants the thing growing inside her to be his instead. He mates with the woman and poisons the Lab Scavanger inside her so that it dies. The Demon naturally does this so that no other rival male can father from the woman he has chosen. The Lab

Today, Edzar, the 34-year-old man stopped his step by seeing an eerie figure standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed, and it looked out at the giant window in front of him. My God! Thought the guy was about to hop. It's been three days since they met after the meeting at the restaurant, and today he saw that woman is so haunted. Edzar was hesitant to approach, but he had to go that way to his corner office. Finally not knowing what to do, Edzar turned around and decided to have breakfast while the office was packed. On the way back, he saw Dean, his co-worker, the operational manager at the west end of the Tarso Property, exiting his office at the other end of the hall and w

Marcia screamed, tears brimming her eyes again, leaning over Ulna, looking, listening and feeling desperately for signs of life. “He feels the body alive, but the beast’s mind has left, but cannot continue on through the fade until Rex stops keeping the shell on the brink. I know what death looks like stupid girl, I know better than anyone,” Sküülen replied, backhanding Marcia, her usual chirpy voice changing to a darker and more sinister one. “Because you’re a f**king demon!” Lacey shouted, her sword coming to the ready. “I am many things, but a demon I am not, I am Sküülen, daughter to Mors.”

Had been under its influence before when Demetrius Strong used it to cut off my power before the cherubic leader of the Chosen of the Light tied me to a stake and tried to burn me alive. Horror fluttered around my heart with the wings of a desperate bird, driving my calm away again. My vampire went on, tone sharper. Pull yourself together. We're not in Wilding Springs anymore. I choked on a half-hysterical laugh. Does that make my demon the lion, Shaylee the scarecrow and you the tin man looking for a heart? She didn't say anything for a long time, though her confusion was so clear I couldn't hold in the giggle taking over.

I have fallen asleep and woken up several times because of the mosquitoes until I woke up feeling confused. Roar! I suddenly turned pale when I saw a familiar monster. "Demon," I whispered into the air. What is the demon doing here in Wysteria? Don't say that they are from here? "Ales, hide. We will kill this demon!" Gaspar yelled at me and I was scared to stand up and I hid behind a big tree. The demon was big, like the one that chased me and my sister before we had an accident and fell off the cliff. Its horn is large and sharp; he looks like a buffalo with thick hair. Its body is like a human, but the skin is that of a buffalo.

The trio surveyed the clouds as a tacit understanding lead to them vanishing into a thin smoke. In the crow forest, the demon girl appeared. The trees that wilted and dried up are now drenched in fresh blood. The crows on the branches let out a cry of joy. It seems like they are in a feast with many corpses laying in the ground. Dev wrinkled her brow as she instantly activated her clairvoyant spell. It took a moment before she finally saw what happened before her. A thousands of troops marching towards the bloody mountain as the whole army was led by a person who look exactly like the Demon Queen.

the demon was indignant, anger seething in his chest at the thought of a possible loss. "No! Will not give it back! She will live only with me. In my room!" — put an end to his thoughts. Pascal croaked in alarm, looking at the wings of the demon, very similar to crows in plumage and coloring, but several times greater in scope:

The night fell silent, swallowed by an eerie stillness. Zara's gaze shifted toward the source of the howl, her eyes widening in terror. Emerging from the shadows was a creature, unlike anything they had ever encountered. Its form was a twisted amalgamation of wolf and demon, its eyes glowing with a malevolent light. It stood tall, exuding power that surpassed anything they had witnessed before. "What… what is that?" Zara stammered, her voice barely a whisper. Alpha Marcus, his breathing heavy, cast a glance at the menacing entity. "A demon wolf," he gasped, his voice filled with urgency. "We're outmatched. We must retreat!"