Slime Demon Novels & Stories

“You’re not human, and you’re not a werewolf… what are you?” “A demon,” Sloth answered, smiling lazily. “You brought a demon into our home?” Luna Stella snapped, her voice cutting through the room like glass. Her disgusted glare never left me, as if I were to blame for his presence. “Damien really does surround himself with dangerous things.” The Alpha’s hand pressed lightly against her arm, urging her to sit. “And why are you here?” he asked Sloth evenly. “I answer to no one but Damien,” Sloth said without interest.

It would also make some sense of why she could so easily slip into many different version of herself, honoring them and calling on the will to embody each sliver of herself. Her defiant answer was just the thing to kick in Blood’s lust for her energy, to taste the essence of what kept her body animated until there was nothing left. This moment made him understand why demons and succubi were often mistook for each other. Having the opportunity to ignore her needs and drink her soul dry of its life force showed him what separated them. As a demon, he wasn’t a slave to his thirst for it though, it was his choice to drink a little or all of her or none at all, unlike a succubus. For that gift, h

At the time we were both always hungry and freshly cooked food was always better than conjured food. As I entered the kitchen I noticed the place was quiet. The servants that worked in the kitchen were mostly lower level demons. They were the ones most people think of when they hear the word demon. They were typically small, no more than three or four feet tall and had colorful scaly skin and dark or red eyes. These types of demons were not able to make deals like the upper level demons. They were typically used as minions. In the old days we would use them to scope out potential deals, to find the people most desperate for our help. Now humans always wanted something, they were never satisf

But the pain didn’t exist there, moreover her hands were placed at the center of her chest between her heart and mana core. Her body started to transform, turning into an inhuman monster that was described by rumors as the “Mist Creeper” a being that could not be defeated with just blade and magic. The Mist Creeper was notorious for devouring adventurers and removing their sanity. But it was supposedly only rumors told by adventurers to look better or to give themselves something to boast about, up until they saw the real thing. Lyon felt shiver down his spine as the events seemed like it had happened right in front of him before, it was as if he was seeing a de javu.

His long tongue licked up the side of my neck and cheek. "You know us demons enjoy much more than mere humans, Mortas. I can pleasure you in ways you're not familiar with," he cooed and I rolled my eyes. Did no one know that Dane and Samson had been demons and one my lover. I chuckled and said,"I highly doubt that." His hand cupped my still soft member and I scowled at him.

But everything crumpled down when she found out the truth. This is Dark Hades call. He only comes out when there’s death. He only comes out when there’s evil and blood. Because death and darkness are always the demon’s call.

He was the one who was neither a human nor a Dark Race. He owned the Apocalyptic Legion that had Rank 8 Zombies. Godly Boxer, Steel Limbs, Polar Ice, Petrification, and Ghastly Sword. Of course, Skeletal Lady did not exist at that time. The demon himself was already very terrifying. He could fly high in the air, cross over monumental buildings as if he were walking on low ground, and cross streams and oceans. Everything was beneath his feet. "He is Lucas the Demon. How dare you guys block Demon senior's path? I guess you guys just don't appreciate your lives," Kate said arrogantly.

Melinda: I have never heard of a creature like that before. Lord Drago: Then be thankful to Ban here for letting us witness this sight. In all our history there have been only three demons who have summoned a creature like that but all three of them fail to form a contract with them. It's an absolute rarest of the rarest familiar out there in the other world. There are quite a few of them and each possess their own unique ability. They were once great spirits who cursed their fate and became undead and wandered the world of the familiars. Melinda: So what category would we place a creature like that? If you ask me I would definitely rate it an S class familiar.

Her ocean-blue eyes have depths of innocence in them, and it seemed as though an inevitable gravity was dragging me in to explore those vast sets of orbs. I was so distracted by how the doll's elegance had held me chained up that I did not even notice the entrance to the villa slamming completely shut until I realized it. I stumbled through it, but I was completely blown shocked when I started hearing a melodic line being hummed ominously from behind my back, causing my head to instinctively flip toward its direction. My mouth dropped open, and my eyes widened in sheer terror, and my body started to shrivel up in fear and panic, as my heart pummeled vociferously. I was screaming with tears i

When he was ready to speak, he looked up at her. "I am a demon, as you already know. Demons come from hell. I wasn't sent on an assignment or anything. Contrary to what you think, I am here because I...because I want to be here. This world helps me to be everything that I've always wanted to be, free and my own person. As the first son of the devil, I am responsible for overseeing the affairs of my fellow demons on this planet." The more he spoke, the more her eyes narrowed on him. Klaus moved away from the wall and started to walk back to his couch. He settled into it and leaned forward, placing both his elbows on each of his thighs respectively.