These Demons Are Clever Novels & Stories

“…they vanished.” Dexter’s group was laughing again and one of the boys who had shaken his head when Liam and I were first entering spoke up, “Who’d be stupid enough to follow a demon?” They laughed and all I could do was swallow and swallow as Irvin went back to the front of the class. “As I said before, demons are very manipulative and convincing creatures, but they liked their prey beautiful and weak.” I heard the boy in front of me whisper to the one next to him, “I wished I were a demon.”

I sheltered Caroline behind me and stared at my enemies. If they could talk, maybe I would have found out who was behind this cheap horror show. Because I got convinced that the brain was someone else. I didn’t think a handful of stupid beasts could be so smart as to find a reason to attack me. There had to be another reason for this. I would not dose or restrain myself. There was no time for that. These demons were already jumping at us with their claws and fangs in sight, and it was not a beautiful sight at all.

Like another of my dream but I fear it isn't. "That's what you get when you mess wrongly with demons, Especially The Little Demons!" And I watch the both of them soon disappear. It obviously looks like this is the end of it all but I won't believe this is it. Those little demons are going to pay... They're going to and I won't be nice at all if I lose my baby. They're going to pay. But what do they mean by mess wrongly with demons? Now, that's a question I'm unable to find an answer for. "Fuck.... Ah!"

The greatest trick the devil pulled was deceiving the world there was only one of him. *Demons are like obedient dogs, they come when they are called. Just when you think you've hit the rock button you realize you are standing in another trapdoor. *Even the dead tells stories... Shhh.. Just listen to them. You know what they say? "Oh yes! There would be blood! Death! Gunshots, more deaths and then finally, the war that would end mankind, more like the apocalypse. Just wait for it, more are coming. *Date: 19th July, 2023

Didn’t dare slow down. But as she leapt over a pit, her footing slipped. She crashed to the ground, scrambling up only to find herself surrounded again. The demons smiled darkly. "Unmask. Now. Or die." "Go to hell," Jo spat. "We are from hell," they chuckled. Suddenly, a howl split the sky, clear, piercing, powerful. The demons froze. "We don’t have time. The puppies are coming," one muttered. A blur of white and black slammed into them: Dante.

The higher five— highly skilled in combat and war tactics, deadly demons said to possess outstanding powers. And the lower five— the more diplomatic of the ten whose mind games put the best psychopaths to shame. Conniving and sly demon whose lying tongues and intelligence compensated for their lack in the other departments. All ten brothers are seated on plush black chairs made to resemble thrones, starting from the first to the last, long cloaked fabric concealing their identity from all. A red mist similar to the one exude whenever I teleport clings to them, creating a dreary look.

cousin. Me: [How do you tame a demon?] Cousin: [How did you end up with a demon? I thought about buying one before, but gave up. Demons are way too challenging. I don't think my fragile body could handle it. Cousin: [Demons aren't like incubi. Incubi provide emotional value voluntarily. With demons, you have to give them emotional value.] Me: [How?] Cousin: [Beat them.] Me: [?]

I changed the topic, “Millions, sex demons are categorized into, incubi and succubi, wrath demons, deception demons, demons of dispute... So many of them,” he whispered. “Ok, well I hope I can be a better leader then Eve II, I'll try but...we should get some rest, we are going to need it for later,” I chuckled “Ok, good night Lil,” he uttered. “Good night Damon,” I mumbled.

Steve's sudden question made me jump, and he grasped my hand harder, saying, “It’s worse than this. Unlike vampires who can sleep for eternity in solitude or fairies who can use their magic to fill nothingness with light and valuables, demons can only wait and listen, hoping to hear what’s happening outside the nothingness.”

Elior nodded, his expression calm. “Those are unclean spirits and demons that produced them. They linger close to humans, whispering corruption, seeking to influence, to twist, and sometimes to possess. Do not be deceived, my lady. Those who fell from His grace, the fallen angels who became demons, are far more dangerous. Many of them will not appear terrifying at all. They are masters of deception and often wear faces that seem harmless.” He turned to her fully then, his voice gentle but firm. “Remember this. Sight alone is not a burden. With faith, it becomes protection. And with faith, it becomes power to stand against them.”