Viking Demon Novels & Stories

I held him in my arms warmly and placed another kiss on his temple. It turned out to me that Xavier was a hybrid of a werewolf and a demon in his previous life. Compared to low-level monsters like vampires, demons are more powerful. They are also advanced species and are extremely rare in number. Each one of them is very powerful and they do not die easily.

Such an ungentlemanly fellow ! "what are you?" she asked the lingering question in her head. "You don't look human" "I'm not" "Then what are you?" she pressed. He gave her one of his smirks as he smacked his fangs, "what do you think?" Arianna thought for a while, "A demon?" Damian laughed, "how would you know? Ever encountered one before?" Arianna shook her head, she hasn't but it felt like he was, "then what are you?"

I stared at him while waiting for an answer. “It’s a Demon’s symbol.” My eyes furrowed at what he said. I stared at his eyes but he seems serious! But what? Demon’s symbol? I don’t understand. “D-Demon?” I stammered. He nodded and looked away. He’s now back on staring at the glass wall. I shook my head in disagreement. “Are you kidding me? There’s no such thing about Demons! I am finding the murderer and-“ “It’s always been the Demon’s fault, Majesty. They are just using the people to do bad things but it’s always been their idea to hurt and kill someone.” He said while staring at the glass wall. I am even more confuse now.

My voice shook with emotions, and cracked at times as I fought against the tears. “You are my best friend, my lover, and my soulmate. I love you more than words can say, and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you. I promise to always be there for you, to love you unconditionally, and to always put you first. You are my everything, and I can't wait to see what the future holds for us. I love you always and forever, my viking.”

He stood there until the demon approached him with his most qualified move. The demon proceeded with an indissoluble rope, which, according to him, was probably fit to capture the king of hell, and then what had to happen had happened. Alexander’s standing was his weakest phase, where he brought his devil to the zenith to crush the outnumbered demons if they stopped him from reaching Bella. The demon was forcefully stopped by an invisible levitation, sank to his knees, and fell to the ground. The pain was crushing his bones, could be heard, his scales slowly scorching as his eyes looked at Alexander in terror, knowing his end had come.

His eyes were as dark as an abyss and was surrounded by vertical pupils, a hallmark of a demonkind. But it was the alpha mark on his left cheek bone, a crimson-tinted signil that confirmed what he was. A demon alpha. Ziva instantly retreated into me and I gasped. He had a struggling human wrapped around his fist. The human's face contorted in terror, eyes bulging, and mouth agape in a terrific scream, but the demon alpha didn't budge. Didn't even bat an eyelash when the human threw a spittle on his face. And then as if the roles were suddenly reversed, his mouth descended upon the human’s.

Blake said, stopping me. “Excuse me?” A demon asked, frowning in confusion. She looked at the two of us with complete black eyes despite her human form, and it wasn’t until her eyes turned back to normal white ones with brown pupils that I was able to look her in the eye without feeling like my heart was being pulled out of my chest. “I am Valarie, by the way.” “A demon in these games?” Blake asked, looking at me. She smiled, and nodded. “We are all fucking screwed.” Elijah said, crossing his arms over his chest as he looked at Blake who pinched the bridge of his nose.

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.

She asked surprised, asides from Rogues she had never heard about any other enemies of the wolves who would want to go war with them because they were always at the top of the food chain. “Demons from hell” he said shocking her, “Demons exist” she asked doubting it, she had never heard of that before and was marveled by it. She wondered what they actually looked like. “What do they look like?” She asked in a query. “They are humans, sometimes shadows other time just a thick black cloud” Raphael answered from experience. “Are you the Alpha?” she suddenly asked startling him, he did look like an Alpha to her and acted like one, it was only fair that she found out if he was one.

Despite the light emanating from the Pentacle, the air was icy cold. Then the ground seemed to crack wider open like a glass and pouring through the shards came a horde of dark shapes, humanoid but twisted, gnarled and faceless, howling out a soundless scream that punctured the ears of the witch. It did not seem to affect Aosoth though. She cackled and her beetle-like eyes grew bright with a manic light as she raised her hands higher and the demons poured forth. Icy wind burned the witch as more humanoid demons came through the band of light within the Pentacle. The air stank of sulphur and ashes.