Scary Demon Novels & Stories

The man fell to the ground, screaming in pain while Ares just rolled his eyes and threw the eyeball on the ground and stomped on it because squatting in front of the man. He grabbed the man by the hair and lifted his head up so they were eye leveled. “I told you I don’t do second chances but you are someone I’ve known for so long so I don’t want to kill you off just like that but if you don’t find a way to get me rid of this demon the next time we meet, I won’t just be taking away your other eye but also your life. Got that?” He pushed the man to the ground as he stood up then turned to Cornelius with a groan.

She sees animal demons flying around while the entire sky seems to be engulfed in intense thunder and lightning. Of course, it is not visible to the human eye, but to those with the ability to see them, such as Kyra, what that thing implies is extremely clear. She took a deep breath. Tyler knew what she said, and she wondered whether he was starting now. Kyra locked her gaze on Samael’s reflection in the glass wall. He wasn’t the handsome man she was used to seeing; instead, he was a terrible beast. There seem to be wings made of bone and skin. She was scared. Even though she had faced countless demons, this was the first time she had seen the scariest of them. Samael stood behind her, surve

"Be careful of what you're saying, Iris. The demons is a forbidden topic and no one likes to talk about it. They have scarred our world for years, currently we don't know what happened to the rest of their kind. In the far Southern region, the demons used to live there. Fortunately, there are no signs of demon entity left there so we believed they're gone...or so we thought. I was scared when the reports showed that a demon scent is caught in those burning buildings, that is in Halycon." "Have they found any leads to the demons?" "No. The scent was mixed in the fire's smoke, they couldn't trace them anymore. Demons are a bunch of sneaky bastards it is hard to catch their scent and can pass t

I asked, confused. "You of course. How can you be a demon? Do demons even exist?" She furrowed her brows. " Of course they do. And one is right before your eyes. Now take a look at this" I stretched forth my hand towards the field and they start burning, I folded my hand again and the fire ceased. "No..no..I can't believe this. I am sure this is one of your tricks. I must be hallucinating or something" "Look. I know you are angry at me and I have already apologized already but that doesn't mean you should come up with tricks like this" She added.

I argue, trying my best not to give up. Ever so slowly, he lifts his head. His eyes are black and soulless. His skin color washes away as a shadow emerges from his chest and slowly separates from his body. Covering my mouth, I try my best not to scream as the demonic creature shifts its head and looks at me. There are no eyes, just empty black holes. The Demon has three fingers each and smelled of burned ash. The more I stare at it, the more I recognize what it is. "Katrina!" The voice yells out.

If looks could physically kill, Regina Summers would have dissolved into ash. "Who the hell are you?!" my mom screamed, thrashing around as she tried to break free from his grip. "Let go of me, you brute!" "We finally meet, Regina Summers," Demon rasped out, his deep, gravelly voice dripping with pure poison. "Tell me... who the fuck gave an old hag like you the right to lay a hand on my Papillon?" A violent shiver ran down my spine. I had seen Demon angry before, but I had never seen him like this.

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

All three demons recoiled at once, as if an explosion had shoved them back. I saw fear in their eyes. Demons. Creatures of the underworld who fear nothing and no one. They were afraid of the disfigured omega who, five seconds earlier, had been a trembling bundle against a tree. Emili stood. But not the way a person stands. She *unfolded,* like a shadow stretching in reverse — fluid, unnatural. Her mouth opened, and a sound came out that was neither human nor animal: a deep hiss vibrating on frequencies that made every hair on my body stand on end.

“If you are a demon than how can you look like this? Like a normal human being?” “This is not how I actually look like. This is just how I appear to other.” “Then how do you actually look?” He took another sip then put his glass down before looking her in the eyes. “Once you really deep down believe that I am a demon you might see what I really look like.” “Can’t I see before that?” She asked. “Only if I show you but I don’t want to.” “Why?” He narrowed his gaze. “It’s not a pretty sight and you might never forget it.”

Only because he is a fallen angel, everything is full of sad … But that fallen angel had one chance in life that she was given. The roots of the law controversy go all the way back to the fallen angel, Lucifer. He became a corrupt shadow of his former self - a fallen angel trusted neither by Heaven nor Hell. Demon awaiting the Fallen Angel Shaher's revival was killed in battle at the Hall of Corruption by Alphonse. While not a Fallen Angel in the formal sense, it's depressed price relative to the growing fundamental case for silver makes it worth considering.