True Demon Novels & Stories

ZouMi looked pleased. "Why don't you give Gold Dem to yourself, so no one will mess with you?" Gold Dem, is a card which is given to the families by D, which are clean and not involved in any wrong matters. And no one in the business world, can act harshly on them. It's a card, that many upper families carry. It's not easy to catch hold on it, one need to be totally clear from all the illegal stuff. So, basically this Gold Dem is a protection from the harmful world, as long as they are in wings of D, no one will dare to touch their family. If one don't obey the rules set on the Gold Dem, first their whole family will be dragged down, and then there won't be any traces of that family in the w

“I, Demon Lord Samael, as the power bestowed upon me, I’m calling all the demon spirits in the underworld to lend me all your power to annihilate all the enemies! As the chosen of the Supreme Demon God, I’m asking you to grant my wish!” As he released all his powers, it went berserk. Demon Lord Samael’s dark power almost dominates Alice’s arc of light. It was too powerful, and Alice could barely hold the force. It stunned Alice and her sisters. “Die. Die. Die.” Demon Lord Samael kept on murmuring and then laughed devilishly. “I WILL KILL YOU!” he shouted, and it echoed throughout the place. He released all his strength, and the wind blew harshly, then the thunder roared so loud. Above him, t

He leaned back still staring at her beautiful face, he felt the demon in him growl in hunger and wanted nothing but to devour her sweet taste. He took a thousand breath to pull back the Demon. " Easy boy. We'll do that some other time." He said and his demon calmed down. Guess it's fully ready than Lucas is.

A moment later he returned, turning corporal once more and carrying her bags. "How did you do that?" He raised a brow, as if it were obvious. "I'm a spectral demon." "That is so cool. So you're like a ghost or something?" "Most humans who think they've seen a ghost are actually witnessing a spectral demon." Her curiosity racing she asked jokingly, "Can you go all Jedi and move things with your mind?" He cocked his head, as if he were about to give a lecture to a group of children. "Yes, when I go fully demonic I have telekinetic abilities. And I can't be harmed or killed. It makes my kind invaluable, especially on the battlefield."

The demon was thrilled for two extremely powerful spiritual pressures coming after him, and he'd been wanting more excitement ever since his last brawl against Hayze. The excitement trickled away when the demon turned around, disgusted to see two black women as his opponents. "Sending monkeys after me is one thing... but just tell me ya ain't that Tubman monkey." The Hooded Demon's deep accent expressed hatred, his red spiritual aura began to expand with his anger. "I was expecting that boy from last time." Harriet coughed up a soft chuckle, giving a confident laugh at the demon that eased a few of Phuture's nerves.

He turns and sees my focus on his hand, before pausing a moment to also look down at what is now normal skin, and makes a soft noise under his breath that almost seems like a laugh. “Figured out why the smarter wolves are afraid of me, Princess?” he mocks me before pushing his way inside. Unrattled by my seeing his true self, and in fact, it feels a lot like he grows cockier with every step as my returning trepidation grows. It sends a chill through me as I follow him into the cozy space, not really taking it in, my thoughts swimming with newfound fear as I try to recall Leyanne's teachings. Demonics. The fractured half of the Angelics. Once a whole whose conflicting parts were torn apart be

I can hear her above everyone and everything! As a Demon-Wolf, my abilities occasionally overwhelm my body and brain. Leading me to do dark things or lash out and create big messes. Not many people knew, but I am like this because I am only half-demon. Not full. I have two forms, my Demon-Wolf and myself, a witchy demon. If I was a full demon, I'm sure not even the heavens could control a demon that knows an infinity of spells…. —Id be untouchable if I could control all my demons in me.

Shobek's only thought was, Now let's hope they don't kill each other. Kasey's first impression was that this demon was simply an american businessman. His black and white striped blazer lay over a black dress shirt with a deep red tie. His hair was neatly combed back into a bun, and his striking red eyes sparkled at the sight of her. A broad smile covered his stubbled face as he walked forward with a strong, confident stride. "Ah, you must be who I am here to meet!" He stuck out his hands, his black nails like claws. But what really caught her attention, was that he wore silver bands on almost every finger. "I am the demon of greed, Mammon!"

Kent grunted. "Kent, ugh where in god's good name are we?" Yuuno moaned. The Demon smirked. "It would seem that you two have returned to my domain… It would seem." Yuuno saw the Demon's form for the first time as a mixture of a werewolf and a Dragon. The Demon stood as 11 foot and 9 inches tall, with jet black scales and fangs of silver. His eyes burned a bright drowning in the blood of the guilty, the demon had 7 horns 3 upon the sides of his head and the other upon his forehead shaping it into a crown of thorns.

His long tongue licked up the side of my neck and cheek. "You know us demons enjoy much more than mere humans, Mortas. I can pleasure you in ways you're not familiar with," he cooed and I rolled my eyes. Did no one know that Dane and Samson had been demons and one my lover. I chuckled and said,"I highly doubt that." His hand cupped my still soft member and I scowled at him.