Vampires Demons Novels & Stories

A female teacher with large round glasses and auburn hair in a neat bun stands before seated children who are all younger than fifteen as she tells them about the history of Vampires. Maybe it’s because I’m still horny from last night after failing to eat Sorah as much as I wanted that I find myself unbuttoning the white cotton top the teacher wears and unzipping her black frilly skirt. Her bright tan skin stirs an appetite but, I growl with denial. She’s not want I feel like today. “…about twelve-thousand years before the great war of the Wisterne continent, the Demons surfaced; High-level Demons emerged into the continent that birthed the Demon race. Amongst them was a Demon who had an unq

Bram murmured something I couldn’t quite catch to himself, but offered no suggestions. The witch’s equivalent to a lycan was a demon. Demons were the near immortals that spawned several paranormal species, similar to how lycans were responsible for all shifters. Similar to lycans, no one really knew their origin story, or who the first was. It was fun to compare and contrast the origin stories, though.

I looked up, and his eyes met mine. "There you are..." he smirked. "Your father was a demon, in love with a vampire. In a time when that love was forbidden," he said, and I sighed. Somehow, his presence soothed the fury and anger I had been feeling minutes ago. "Vampires only go feral when they get starved of blood..." Dominic explained, "Demons, on the other hand, get feral when they are subjected to intense pain..." He said, and I looked up.

Of course, demons have no worries; the return of the bloodsuckers wouldn’t affect them, but it might ruin the lives of my people. “What’s so funny?” I almost growl the question. Annoyance and irritation slowly cloud my judgement, and if this man weren’t the newfound father, I’d probably try to kick out his damn teeth. He’s testing my patience. “Lazarus, son,” he slaps his massive hand on my shoulder and shakes his head. “I never mentioned vampires, so you don’t have to freak out about them just yet. What I meant are the leeches we know in the underground, hell. The soul eaters, we call them leeches. They have a specific scent only demons can sense – it’s like sulphur or something close to it

I just woke up one day with a handsome vampire by my side, offering me a contract marriage. I knew it was like being courted by the devil, yet like a foolish lamb who laid herself on the sacrificial table, I reached for his hand, not knowing that it would consume my reckless heart. ******

They had the lowest power which made them vulnerable to vampires and also their fellow demons too. This was where the weird-looking creature that was watching Clarence fight with a fellow demon came from. "Are you sure of what you saw Venda?" A demon that had the horns like an antelope questioned her. "I know what I saw Zyul. She's alive and some demons are already going after her" "Sure they will and I think it's time we make our move," Zyul said as others listened to the conversation between him and Venda. "But I noticed something," Venda said looking thoughtful.

I folded my hands across my chest and frowned at him in both confusion and annoyance. "Stop-just-" Alex huffed in frustration before covering his face with his hands and letting out a sigh in exasperation. I was about to say something else too but stopped when I heard a few girls groan and my eyes snapped towards the crowd. I noticed Joey, Franklin,danny and other vampires digging their fangs into the girls neck, sucking them hungrily and I could feel my eyes widening at the sight. They were doing it in public? Why? It was already getting dark, we were supposed to go home.

"Or in a simpler term, praise to the 'god' Mammon, one of the seven demons of hell responsible for humanity's greed and its most selfish and grotesque desires. This demon is called upon by those who want to be above everything else, no matter how. Because you need to understand this, demons are everywhere, but they appear when they are called or summoned. Everything you've heard about demons or possessions doesn't happen just because. It's because they are called by mortal souls with dark hearts. "How many demons exist?" Saying that the snow-haired one wasn't scared would be an understatement. The information his friend was telling him was so overwhelming that he was trying not to break int

loudly at his furious look and again catching him in both his hands, he beats him into the tree. Before he can attack him again, the vampire holds the warewolf by it's neck and about to bite him but the warewolf dodges him away. The Vampire smirks at him with a cunning look. Soon he notices that the warewolf is now joined by another warewolf who is a shade of golden brown. The Vampire looks at her with utmost hatred and anger as he knew who it is. The Golden Vampire attacks him as well but the Vampire dodges it on to the black warewolf. Before the warewolves can get into their positions and attack him again, he disappears from there. Both Darcy and Xandier change back into their human form.

"This world's four main races are demons, vampires, dragons, and werewolves. Demons rule 40% of the land while vampires rule 30%, dragons take 15% of the land, and 10% of the land belongs to werewolves. The remaining small races all belong to the remaining 5%. We had a deal with demons when the Wall of death was established for the sake of winning the war with humans and demons are still taking interest in that from us and that's why we can't fight much to rule the majority of the world. You can never enter the demonic region without the demon king's permission. So if I take you out any time, don't try to run because you will die immediately" As if I have a choice of running. But vampires su