Void Demon Novels & Stories

Samson inhaled sharply and eyed him strangely. "I did it as a show of my love for him, unfortunately he destroyed that by doing what he did," he mumbled softly. I eyed them both in utter confusion. Samson saw and sighed. "When lower demon documents are destroyed the demon no longer exists and won't regenerate in hell, so Dane's gone forever now," he explained and I looked at Mortas sadly. "We need to lock Samson's documents up in a fireproof safe immediately," I mumble frantically. Mortas jumped out of bed and looked at us both.

Candy, a girl suggested and we nodded I knew in every sleepovers the games mostly played was T or D So I was much more prepared "Let's play the demons hideout! "She suggested making me frown That word demon kept playing on my head and suddenly I remembered why I was here..... Ohhh dammit!!! How the hell did I loose concentration?? "Do you agree to play Carmella? "I heard Carlisle voice and when I turned to face her, her face was now that of a demon with long nails and wings

The demon grunted in pain as he felt a stinging sensation in its back. "Let my friends go you lying motherfucker!" Jessica cried as her hand morphed into a blade with blood dripping them. She figured it was better to go fight with her friends instead of running away. When a demon puts a target on you, it is impossible to run away. The creature slowly turned in her direction and raised its foot "Wait your turn!" It then kicked her with all its might into the hole that Sarah was in.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

But he had to move slow. The first thing he did was introduce the evil man to what evil truly looked like. One of those mornings when he chose to appear before the man’s bedside, he decided not to leave so suddenly. Nay. He stayed and looked Rell in his eyes, starting a stare down with his demon form fully on display. Young didn’t disappear until the man had sprung into action, finally reaching for his gun, with a ‘what the hell’. When he turned back to the edge of his bed, Blood, the demon version of Young, had disappeared.

“This is where your progress during the Demon Hunter Trials will be recorded. The leaderboard contains everything you need to know. It will be synced to your tracker at all times and within all realms. Lose it and you will be disqualified, effective immediately.” “There are five kinds of demons in total, each ranked from lowest to highest,” Aamon continues, still pacing with his hands behind his back. “The first level are known as fledglings. These demons are not very powerful and can be disposed of with weapons. The second level, however, is resistant to weapons, even silver bullets and blades, and must be eradicated using magical items.

As if in slow motion, the rock flew steadily and if Fyn had been lucky, it would have hit the demon's face. Except, the demon’s hand shot out so quick that Fyn thought he was just imagining it. The demon had grabbed the rock mid-air, stopping it before it could hit its face. Narrowing its eyes, the demon clenched his fingers around the rock and Fyn gulped as it crumbled inside the demon's palms as if it was something brittle like an old leaf. The demon made a sound almost instantly, a deep grumble erupted from its throat, and Fyn swore the entire cave shook from the sound. In one swift motion, the demon whipped the crumbs left on its palm away, "I should have left you, insufferable mortal, t

Chris didn't budge, "Like I said, I don't care. I have to find the people behind my parents' death. They will pay. They will pay for everything." Chris flinched as he suddenly felt intense pain on his left wrist. He checked his wrist and an image started to etch on his skin. It felt like his skin is being seared, it continued for over a minute but Chris bore the pain. The pain stopped as soon as the image is completed. Image of a crown. "The contract has been completed." The demon gladly announced. Chris stared at the demon, "State your name demon." The demon laughed, completely delighted and amused with what is happening. “My name is Damien.”

It was then that Torelli’s red eyes betrayed him, they shone in the distance. Again, Jesse took after him in full blast. He timed his approach and fired his haunches. He flew through the air, aiming for the neck. But it was too strong to rip off. The two stared balefully at the other for a few seconds until Jake approached menacingly and stopped as well beside Jesse, snarling. ‘I shall fight, but not today’ the demon said, forming rapidly back to the priest’s form who fell flat. And then appeared on the horizon abound of black clouds drifting towards the alps. Bats!