We Create Our Own Demons Novels & Stories

The devil's plans for us all were the same. I believed what they said about the devil as much as I believed that sugar was sweet and salt was bitter. And another thing that I believed and would gladly argue with anybody and everybody about, was that asides from the devil himself, we all each had our own personal demons that sought to steal, kill, and, or, destroy us. These demons came in form of individuals, and most of the time, these persons tended to be the ones closest to us. Without any doubt in mind, I could say for a fact that my husband, Adrian Valentino, was my very own devil in disguise as a man.

The devil's plans for us all were the same. I believed what they said about the devil as much as I believed that sugar was sweet and salt was bitter. And another thing that I believed and would gladly argue with anybody and everybody about, was that asides from the devil himself, we all each had our own personal demons that sought to steal, kill, and, or, destroy us. These demons came in form of individuals, and most of the time, these persons tended to be the ones closest to us. Without any doubt in mind, I could say for a fact that my husband, Adrian Valentino, was my very own devil in disguise as a man.

“Demons don’t do banquets…” “They don’t?” Luisette was surprised. “No, demons are ruthless and solitary, all strive constantly to outdo each other and gain more power and status over the rest…there are constant battles, challenges and feuds. A banquet would just end in a massive brawl with at least half of them dead…”

A voice that was telling them it was the right time, however they didn't know why it was happening so they remained thinking about it. "Yes, of course. creatures here are demons, it's better to make all of them down." Dominus looked at Siva who said it. Thinking she is right, all the creatures there are demons, but except for the innocent kids and people that were just a victim. They can't even find a place where they can go and treat them right. That's why he was seeking for something that can make him more stronger, he wants to go on a fight and a battle to take those people out of this kind of place, kids and elderlies that began to work and be slave of the place. To save them and take th

I love sex, but not wanting to see my parents at it. “Stop the illusion.” I tell the demon and he nods as he waves his hand. Fate is sitting on the ground, her head in her hands as she sobs. This is one of her many hell loops, a torture of her mind. We don’t create them, the damned soul does.

Do you understand what I am saying? I can’t explain everything I feel. It isn’t like I see things differently or know better than you or some other person. You don’t know what I saw. What I heard. How things have changed since then. What I think now. They said everyone has demons, but I don’t believe it. No one’s got demons like I do. They just say it that way. Because they want us to be like them. The ones who live inside their heads. They tell us to do whatever they say and then blame us for it later.

I asked. "No one is born evil, luna," Tia replied and stood to walk towards the window. "Our kind has a demon inside of us. We may live alone, but not anyone can cope with the loneliness. When we can't defeat the demon, we will become the demon itself. She was so happy when she left and couldn't contain her excitement to travel. Ever since she was born, she has been surrounded by us. Maybe along the way, my sister grew tired and became lonely that she let the demon take over her. Those who succumbed to darkness can't be saved; their only salvation would be death." Tia said, looking far away from the window. You can feel the sadness in her voice.

He shakes my head, pulling my hair out at its roots, as he aggressively makes his point. He is not wrong about not being able to fight nature, however, we are anything but natural. He continues his speech, the same one I have heard almost daily for decades. “They call us demon, devil, night walker, shadow reaper, but we would not be, were it not for their meddling.” The venom dripping from his words is putrid. He stands tall and firm in his conviction beside me, and contentedly watches the new-borns tear the unsuspecting coven apart. Women, cradling their children, run for their lives but are quickly caught and fed upon. This isn’t nature, it’s a massacre and I am one man, helpless to stop i

Andreas exhaled, thinking deeply. "You helped him kill so many humans," Klitanis started. "You killed them too!" Esmeralda looked at him with hard eyes. "Only when I had to eat or when they saw me! I never helped him kill anyone. Not any human. Out of our realm, we are what humans describe us to be. In this realm, demons are liars and killers because that's what humans think of us and because it's their realm, there's an urge to prove them right. It's like their thoughts push us to be what they think of us, and it only gets worse under the Fourth Spirit, but you? It's not the same for you. You are a witch, not a demon. You don't change after coming in here. Your power counterd the lull his d