Void Demon Novels & Stories

Frowning, I watch as he stalks onto the sand, reaches down and grabs two handfuls before coming back to stand in front of the table. "Here's an analogy for how much Demon blood you have..." he says. I breathe out loosely. This should be interesting. “Imagine this is a full blooded Demon. Only one such creature exists like that now, who is actually alive, and not cursed unground somewhere." He dumps an entire handful of sand onto the table, a few granules skittering across the surface toward me. I swallow uncomfortably, hating the sound of someone all powerful like that. "Wait-"

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

"You really are a demon! Lightning fist," BOOOOOMMMMM...

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!

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

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.

Either he is mind linking or he is trying talk keep his wolf contained. His eyes turn jet black and his voice has changed. His Lycan speaks to me now; “she must be a great mate since no one knows of her becoming and the fact that she hasn’t met her shifter yet. I have heard of this before in the beyond. The beyond. Now I’m curious. Yes, the beyond. That is where the moon goddess is and her children. Also, that is where all the evil shifters and vampires go. Witches are there too.” He says nonchalantly