We Create Our Own Demons Novels & Stories

contract. She hated humanity, as long as she only needed a week to be alone, it was enough for her to make a contract with the demons, the 72 demons of the Goetia, they are like the 72 genii of Solomon. She didn't hate humanity because they were problematic, at that time, they are weak people, they are not united, they don't understand each other, a little solitude and silence, even if only for a week, to wake up later would be good, there in that world, where she would find a world in silence, her mother leaving and not coming back for a week, when she woke up in a hospital, she didn't come back before really creating problems for the world.

Christopher glanced at Alayna who frowned and looked away under his gaze. "There's two ways for a demon to come about. First is birth, just like any regular child. There is a chance of a demon being born if at least one parent is a demon themselves. Then there is the second way, Christopher's way, the same way of the very first demon. To be consumed by Hatred, and Anger, so much that it begins to warp their very existence. Now this is the one time that a demon can become a mindless creature, if they have nothing holding them back, nothing that will compel them to hold onto their humanity, then they become a whole different kind of monster." Alayna was the one to answer the question. Christop

V. The demon king, Lucifer Black is the most dangerous and brutal demon. He is the cruel and dark king of the devil's kingdom named Lucifer's hell. The demon of deception and savagery. He loved to kill, and had dark magic that could rip his enemies into pieces quickly of a second. Going against him meant death because he is the strongest demon in the realm. He was merciless and everyone feared him, even his family. His body, his features, and his voice had authority among the whole demons. And looked like he was made for the night of all of its sins... Years of war and battle made him cold, his enemies made him more ruthless.

“Hey Kitty, what’s going on that got everyone going crazy?” “You didn’t hear? The owner Legion Baphomet is going to be here tonight with his close friend Leviathan Demogorgon the CEO of Demogorgon Corporation. Dani needs to pick two girls that will be working in the club to take care of them both, and of course he’ll pick me to be one to take care of them.” “What makes you think he’ll chose you over me?” “Well Duchess, I am one of Dani’s favorite girl here and of course Cherry as well.”

I raise my hand once more, signaling for silence as I lock eyes with each demon in the room. “We shall not cower in the face of this threat. We shall meet it head-on, with blades bared and hearts unyielding,” I continue, my words resonating with conviction. “Together, we are unstoppable. Together, we are invincible. Let our enemies tremble at the mere mention of our name, for we are the true rulers of hell!” As the applause and cheers echo off the stone walls of the throne room, I feel a surge of pride and determination course through my veins. The bond between myself and my demonic warriors is unbreakable, a force to be reckoned with.

“What did we do? Ophelia was right, that’s not a nature spirit.” Denver held the gun with a steady hand, his voice trembling with excitement. “It’s a demon, Coop. Yeah, they exist. Fucking wild, isn’t it? Those bitch ass nature spirits won’t help us, but these creatures—these Gods—they will. They’ll give us everything we want and more.” Coop reared back as if slapped, “What the fuck? Den, listen to me. We can’t do this. We can’t mess around with this shit. Look at that thing!”

"To warn you I was coming to church next week, I'm sure. Good thing too, so you can warn Vargas. However, I'm sure your little friend already knows. When exactly did you start working with demons, anyway?" This time the older man laughed. "Demons? Please, Rhychard, don't tell me you actually believe in demons?" Rhychard smiled. "You're a preacher. Isn't it your job to believe in them?" Running his hand through his perfect hair, Adrian gave a slight shrug of his thick shoulders. "The demons of today are addictions, more or less, like alcohol, sex, or drugs. They're negative personality traits like envy and greed. Demons are allegorical, Rhychard, the stuff of fantasy writers."

“The Others, the Builders, the Elders. Older than time, creators of all of us. You can’t betray the Others. It’s . . . ” “What, a sin? Don’t make me laugh.” You never want to feel the full hate of a demon’s glare. I was experiencing it now. “Tread carefully, human. You know not of what you speak. There are laws, and they must not be broken.” I nodded grudgingly. “Gotcha. So betraying the Others. Betraying them how? He just wanted me to learn about this guy, that’s all. How can that be such a bad thing?”

ARGHHH Get out there and talk to me yourself, you coward! {You can't have this sense of freedom. This life, without a doubt unburdened, is unique to itself. You are not unique. You are just one of the billions. Now let those words sink in. Your pitiful previous life, do you still desire the common filthy life? Let these words sink until countless holes have burned through you} {if you truly wish to be free...your first enemy isn't the monsters or the humankind or the elves...young demon, your real foe is the Divine entity within you…}

I am building them up to counter the fact that I had a weird alter ego. So, that is where I am at. I am either truly hallucinating, or a demon really, truly is taking over my mind and soul. My options are eitherthe loony bin or hell, because that is where all demons come from, right? So I settled for something halfway. I am hallucinating, but the only way to cure myself is to live out my delusions.