These Demons Are Clever Novels & Stories

“I’m going to leave this room, show this scroll to the guards, and order them to hang the entire town council on the gates. At most, my uncle may give me a slap on the wrist, as I’m his only nephew. Go look for necromancers on the other side and try complaining about me.” “Y...your—” “My Highness, and My Highness is waiting! Go on, chop-chop!” I spoke the last word while almost hissing, and apparently, something flashed in my eyes. Half-demons can subdue others and bring them to heel. Demons are better at that, but I’m not bad either; very few people can resist me. The mayor was no exception.

I answered as the spirit laughed, its laughter echoing in my chambers. "You are foolish." It whispered. I calmly faced it and raised my hand. "How about I attach you to my lifespan to prolong it?" I asked. It screamed in a shrill voice then vanished in fear. "Weak." I whispered then walked to the door and opened it before Ose could knock. Unlike the humans, us demons had heightened senses and good hearing. So it wasn't hard to predict a few things before they happened, the only thing we did was act too relaxed and pretend not to see shit when in truth we saw most things.

Moby said awkwardly. Moby was not blindly bragging about the demons. He really thought they were not to be trifled with. “The demons are as notorious as the humans, but relatively speaking, they are not as cunning as humans. Hence, the true gods never really targeted them and allowed them to live in the dark.”

They have walked this earth for centuries, their presence woven into the fabric of forgotten myths and whispered nightmares. The demons are not grotesque monsters but breathtakingly alluring-dark poetry made flesh. Their eyes gleam like molten gold, holding secrets that would shatter the fragile human mind. Their voices are velvet shadows, coaxing desires you never knew existed. They carry an aura of power and danger, a magnetic pull that lures mortals closer even as it promises destruction.

Instead of a young boy, a woman sat there with her eyes fixed firmly on me. “A demon!” I growled. Demons are creatures who feed on werewolves. Long ago, all the packs in the empire and beyond united to wipe them off the surface of the earth and had succeeded in doing that. “So, where did this one come from?” The spectators gasped and soon, the entire place became chaotic as everyone sought an escape route. Demons are extremely powerful creatures, more powerful than most Alphas. But I refuse to be in the number of those Alphas.

As said by Maddox's father, there is really no way to get rid of them unless the ritual is complete. "Hey I found something interesting.Demons have an enhanced sense of smell and taste.They can sense the other souls, higher ranked demons can even force the evil souls for submission. Gray eyed demons belong from the highest rank and are the cruelest.But there's something more dangerous, two demons combined together can do massive destruction." Martha paused, her face pale as she looked up at me. "You said the Lycan Kingdom had a demon trapped and and.. our Alpha also has a demon which means both together in one place"

“If you don’t want to say, that’s fine. I just want to know.” He sighed deeply before speaking again. “The next time it shows up at you, run. I think it will come back to you. Based on the fact what the demon did earlier, it won’t kill you. It looks like he intended to sacrifice you to his master. Demons like him are the ones you should avoid who belong to a clan. Because they not only possess a mind of their own and have more power than humans. They can turn the world upside down if they want to.”

ARIA "Shit," Nova said exactly what I was thinking. I pushed her behind me, fully extending my claws as I scanned my opponents. The one thing that struck me was that they weren't wolves. Their eyes were bloody red, and they had sharp, pointy teeth in their ready-to-bite jaws, but I couldn't sense any wolf spirits. "What are you?" I hissed, staring at their mocking grins. "Demons," Nova replied. "They were summoned here by a powerful spell to possess some poor rogues or humans and use them as their meat suits."

“Demons don’t do banquets…” “They don’t?” Luisette was surprised. “No, demons are ruthless and solitary, all strive constantly to outdo each other and gain more power and status over the rest…there are constant battles, challenges and feuds. A banquet would just end in a massive brawl with at least half of them dead…”

Even though Madame Long had shown me more terrifying creatures in mirrors, that shadow demon was still at the top of the list of the things that made me shiver. “Where are your friends? A lone lion isn’t so powerful without its pride. A pack of hyenas can easily corner and kill him. I’m already seeing something similar happening here,” the second demon with a masculine voice taunted Desmond. I was impatiently waiting for Desmond’s response. He knew how to show wicked demons their place. The scene before me shifted entirely, and I landed on my knees. I found myself in the great hall. Desmond and the others were nowhere to be seen.