The Demonic Paradise Novels & Stories

I said deliberately, "It isn't your fault. Allison's death isn't your fault, your father's death isn't your fault. Stop blaming yourself for everything that goes wrong, sometimes we just have to accept things no matter how ugly they are." The agony I saw in his eyes made my heart break but I didn't stop speaking, "That's just how life is; one minute you have everything you could possibly want and the next you're being dragged down into this never ending pit of darkness. But you see, the dark isn't all that bad, once you accept it, once you stop panicking, you realize that the darkness is actually a part of you and you can't really fear something that is a part of you. You know, I've always s

"The Demons wish to cover the entire globe in darkness. Humans, vampires, werewolves, and even witches will be erased from existence as if they were never a part of this universe. The question is, will you submit to the Demon's hellish power? Will you choose defiance even if it means accepting death?" I found myself lost in thoughts amid Xavier's words, grappling with the tremendous seriousness of the situation. The idea of Demons, a realm beneath reality's surface, and the imminent apocalypse was as perplexing as it was terrifying. My desire to return to the familiarity of the present made my curiosity about the past seem unimportant. Nonetheless, I was connected to this moment, my presence

Her demeanor shows her awareness of her attractiveness and she reveled in it, turned her body slightly towards the doorway and positioned herself in a manner which shows her most attractive angle and pushed her ample chest, attracting even more lascivious attention. She tilted her head into a more seductive pose, strands of her hair partially hiding her eyes, unseen to everyone, the irises of her eyes which were dark, glowed dark red and a lighter shade around the pupils, giving an eerie feeling. She gave a low sinister chuckle. ************************************************************************************************

Wonder if I have any powers? *Ember* I run my hand over the books in my workroom searching for a specific one. "Ah ha." I grab a book with a dark crimson cover and gold lettering from the shelf. "Demons and Hell" is written across the cover. I grab some paper, my feather and my ink before I sit down on a chair. I open the book and start reading. "There are three classes of demons known to humankind. The classes are as follows: the lowest level are the Vermin Class followed by the Common Class and lastly are the Royalty Class.

She ran away and left her alone in the hands of this demon. She looked at Eric who had a devilish smile on his face, then stared down at her stomach. ‘Maybe you were meant to be a mafia after all.’

Byron cackled, his voice dripping with twisted delight. "Think you can run from it? These desires come from inside you, from your own body, your own heart. The Demonic Art reaches beyond death itself. There is no escaping it." He let out a cold, satisfied sneer. Suddenly, a massive cloud of black mist, threaded through with a sickly pink haze, exploded outward and blanketed the entire sky above the Umbral Peak Sect.

In fact, now that I remember correctly, this is exactly the book she used to carry with her all the time before she was taken. " You may not believe, Atlas," Jessica said, but believe me when I say these prophecies have a way of coming true before you know it. Samael Pov " The prophecy said beware the kingdom of hell. From my studies, it is the darkest realm, where all the lowest of the low demons are created. It's ruler, is the demon lord. Destruction follows wherever he goes. The defiler. The snake. Once known as the light bringer, before the archangel, Michael cast him into a realm made for the darkest soul, such as his, for defiling the creation of humans. His punishment was to rule over

All at once, I began, eyes glowing red, hypnotizing the two of them, and began the story that'll change the fate of the world. Years, years ago, the world was in turmoil, man against man, the world in jeopardy. Three divine beings rose up from the ashes of the world in flames. Hell's first, Lucifer, second, The Destroyer, and a random force of nature, demon of wind and fire. The most erratic demon there is. A rogue demon. A demon that has no name, broke out of Hell's gate, a demon of destruction. Years to come, humans survived the dark age, grew, got to learn how to forgive mistakes, and the world was peaceful once more. But the uncontrollable demon of wind and fire, a demon of god status, w

There was no way she was going to lose her soul forever. "Why are you? You haven't done anything wrong," The demon said, "All you have to do is just honor my invitation that's all," He added. Hazel looked around looking for a means of escape but she found none. "I said, get into the party!" The demon said his anger starting to rise again. It was either the party or being lost forever. Hazel peeped into the room behind the demon and saw a beautiful demon with four spiked phallus fucking four centaurs and the entire of Hazel's insides melted.

Even so, he’d refused to dismount until she was taken away. He’d hoped to have a clearer idea of just what was happening to the cook’s boss as he entered the camp, but he couldn’t move past the pain and sorrow of the spirits that haunted it. That’s why he decided to purify them and send them on their way. Only then would he have a clear channel to the evil that was destroying the man they called Ian. Now, seeing the naked demon woman fighting the flames to get to them, he understood. He was dealing with a demon succubus, not a restless spirit. Demons are often attracted to the darkness of locations where mass death and trauma took place.