Swamp Demon Novels & Stories

It was the same attack that sun god used. “Leave my mate alone.” The wolf growled as the wave of solar energy released around him, washing over the vampire with a wave of fire and radiation. He felt his very being on fire! How is he still alive?! ~~~Samantha POV~~~ Spitfire.... Spitfire wake up.... Ugh I don’t want to get up! You must get up! No Daddy I’m tired, just a little bit longer... and I’m a demon.... remember? If you are a demon then get up and remind everyone why you are called that!

“Well, either way, it ends now.” “Oh,” the demon mocked. “So you want to end it that way. You want to be Beowulf to my Grendel?” The demon no longer looked like Kelly or Emily, but rather a bizarre hybrid of the two, a sibling maybe, or an impossible offspring. It made a “come at me” gesture to Janice. “No. I don't think I can hurt you.” The demon smiled widely. “But I don't think you can hurt me either, at least not right now. You need two points to do your little tricks, don't you? A gateway and someone to carry your power?”

"I imagine so. Which is not good." "Is he the Demon Dax mentioned he hated?" I ask. I want to believe that this man, Keo, who Oliver told me about, was some fictitious over-exaggeration of what a Demon is believed to be. "He is. He's not like most Demon's, killing without mercy, and on an impossibly large scale," Kastriv explains, confirming my worst fears. He is real. Kastriv himself has seen him in person. How horrifying. "He's a murderer?"

He asked casually. "She wore this?" Damina pointed the jacket at him and he nodded. He had given it to her when she was feeling cold during the dinner date and she pressed it on his arm immediately they had gotten to her room, he had insisted she kept it but she blatantly refused, now Damina has perceived her scent from the Jacket. He didn't like this one bit but the truth was all that matters now. "She's the one. I knew she was something when she came to your rescue at the right time, she's a half witch half demon, we need to stop her now." Damian said sniffing the jacket.

I asked Valerie. “That was a Grim demon. They are a type of Abyss demon created when werewolves or humans experience great pain before they die. Their restless souls wander around for a while and soon become corrupted, then merge together at a center to become... that thing you saw. Depending on the number of people that died, there could be hundreds in this forest,” Valerie said. “No! You can't be serious,“ I said, tears gathering in my eyes. “How did you find it anyway?” Marie asked.

“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 Scavanger is special though because it was created to bond its DNA to anything else that entered the womb. Lab Scavanger dies but it’s DNA bonds to the demon that possesses it, giving it fur that is not the colour of the demon’s but the colour of the Scavanger’s. It also turns from a Scavanger to a Blood Demon, which gives it a humanoid

Its spines jutted like spears from its back, and smoke curled from its flaring nostrils. The demon alligator. Twisted. Mutated. A nightmare born from the swamp itself. Adonis straightened, golden energy still crackling around his battered form. “Well… now we’re talking.” The beast roared, the sound deep enough to rattle glass and send flocks of birds screaming into the blackened sky. Adonis cracked his neck and flexed his claws. “Bring it, you swamp-born bastard.”

… The region surrounding Alfred and Dior had entirely transformed into a gigantic body of water, and water continued to flow out of the cracks in space. They observed the constantly shifting scene as the swamps were quickly transformed into crystal-clear, blue water. As the body of water continued to grow, the prior swampland was gradually being replaced. Dior had never seen anything like this before. It felt even more surreal than when she was transported to this planet. Previously, she had looked down on this demon, believing that all of the chatter about it was nonsense. Furthermore, all of the hero's abilities were primarily intended for battling demons. She felt assured because of this

The black spirit-like structure similar to a reflection floated in the air. The demon's face was covered with scales like an amphibian while its mouth dripped green saliva. It spoke to the small bird and continued," Goddess, the animals have discovered our spies and set up a trap. They have learned about our secret forces and retreated but those troops are lost."

Coldly, he pointed at me and Maria and continued to scold, "Then explain why your 'friends' know. Never mind, I don’t want to hear your excuses." As soon as he finished speaking, Fred sneered and raised his hand. In the darkness, the figure of a demon materialized. It had the head of an ox and the body of a horse, emanating an oppressive, suffocating stench. Its skin was like decaying swamp, covered in sores and bloodstains. Its enormous ox-like head was dotted with glowing crimson eyes that gleamed with cruel malice. A long, forked tongue flicked out of its mouth, carrying the pungent smell of rot, as though it might devour everything in its path at any moment. The grotesque creature stood