Supernatural Yellow Eyed Demon นิยาย & เรื่องราว

No one else should suffer. The fight was ahead, and she had to get there to stop it. Once there, she could barely make out the figures. There were three of them. One on the ground as two were above the man with knives in their hands. There was blood on the floor where the man laid. She noticed the two men standing, their eyes were glowing red just as hers was, and Eldrid’s eyes while in the limo. Demons. She looked to the man on the floor. She noticed his eyes as well. His glowed silvery. A vampire. The men were standing near the middle pond, blood clearly spreading on the floor from the vampire.

it sneers when he failed to snap at it right away, voice soft and so mocking as his blood drips drip, drip, drip down from one of his eyes and then down to his chin, “…I would very much like to see how many times they can grow back.” “You have lovely eyes, you know,” the demon tells him again for what seemed to be the nth time as he was forced to kneel in front of its throne, its voice thoughtful, sounding almost genuine for once, “…the color of vibrant forests.” It holds one of his eyeballs, so close to its face. And much to his horror, it opens it mouth– * * * * * Hans can still feel its teeth plucking his eye out. (…as though it was something meant to be devoured)

The six of them were formidable in battle as well. In fact, after consuming the souls of over 100 people, one of the revenants had had his eyes opened. Another eye had appeared out of nowhere on his brow. It was no ordinary eye. It showed that the revenant was elevated and was on its way to becoming a demon general. In the legends of Dramon, all the best demon generals had an eye on their brow. It was called the Demon Eye. It could see through three lifetimes and separate light and dark energy.

Afraid of myself. "Don't search for me, don't ask anymore questions, because if you do i will know, and it would be the last time you get to see daylight". Just before the camera went off, i noticed my eyes....her eyes change color from the blue green ones they were to a deep shade of red. And then, just then i realized this whole thing was very real. It wasn't PTSD of any kind no, i was possessed. Possessed by a demon that feeds on female gentiles. Females that i clearly murdered with my own hands. Possessed by the mother of hell.

Yesmir placed a hand on his cheek and to my horror, I saw that the hand was green, just like the rest of his body. Most importantly, he looked small and fragile…as if he was a newly born baby and not a grown up demon. My mind began to work furiously as Yesmir pleaded in a hoarse voice, “please…don't” He said but the being whom I assumed to be a male occultist slapped Yesmir again who sobbed bitterly. “Don’t argue” The occultist spat on Yesmir’s face as the demon child sobbed bitterly. There was no doubt that Yesmir wasn’t human or any other supernatural creature. As far as I knew, no vampire, werewolf, or other living creature was green in color, had no hide or fur on its body, was slimy, an

Tommy didn’t believe me, of course. Who would? I had to beg him. My friend shrugged and promised to wait in our chambers until I dealt with the problem. The issue was resolved the same night. I simply summoned the hunter. As hellhounds weren’t simple dogs, hunters weren’t simple demons. He appeared almost immediately, looking at me with his blood-red eyes. He was tall, gangly, and reminded me of a cellar spider. In the cloud smoke which hid his features he seemed clumsy and awkward—if you didn’t know how fast and deadly he could be.

She only thought witches have the power to appear anywhere they want but a vampire? "Sacred are you?" Zephyr muttered softly. His eyes were red, blood-red and Penelope could feel the anger exuding from his body. "My king!" Penelope mumbled. Zephyr smiled, closing the space between him and Penelope while the latter also decided to create a huge space between them by walking backward. She could see in his eyes that he wasn't in his right senses, he never was! She finally reached the wall, there was nowhere she could run. Zephyr's smile grew bigger at this, he placed his right hand on the wall and used his left hand to caress her beautiful skin.

It was him, he came. After completely turning back, he took his bag that had his clothes and wore them and then turned to look at her, the first thing Yael saw was his golden yellow eyes that were full of rage. She though his eyes would turn back to their usual color but no. The black orbs were now flaming with vivid yellow glow that it was like the eyes of a poisoned werewolf. She had seen this eyes before back in that hall in Zavion but today those eyes carried death.

' I knew she was right. The Archangel had almost reached the darkness, and I could see those demons properly now, their yellow eyes gleaming with lust as he promised them they could watch everything he did. Their teeth gnashed together as they bobbed up and down, and that's when I noticed their forms. I had thought they were round, nebulous blobs, but they did have small arms and legs, and one other appendage, extremely large and very hard cocks, which they are all rubbing enthusiastically. 'Open the door!!'

There were at least six of them, moving among the trees with that blurred speed that made them look like ghosts. And with them, something else. Something big. The demon emerged from the forest like a stain of darkness taking shape. It was larger than the lesser demons described in the reports. Nearly eight feet tall, its skin like volcanic stone cracked with glowing lines of fire like veins of lava. Its eyes were burning yellow embers, and sulfurous vapor rolled from its open mouth, warping the air around it. The vampires flanked it. One held something small and glowing in his hand and murmured words I recognized immediately.