We Create Our Own Demons Novels & Stories

Let me guess, since I'm not entirely new to this rodeo: if we don't fulfill this oath? We will die, my demon sent. Craptastic. ***

But I felt ashamed of him. Even though he felt insulted and hurt at first, I simply didn't care. And I'm glad I finally stopped it. Being gay or bisexual is a sin I don't want to add to my already long list. I'm a murderer and an evil man, I don't want to add sodomy that tempted the lazy God into destroying a whole city to the list. I know heaven is not for me, but I mustn't commit all the atrocities in the book.

"You called me a Queen. But your Chosen were animated by the demons that you handpicked. I was created by the bite of a Neratomay. How can I be one of your Chosen?" "Hold up," she said, "This is just another layer of the world, remember? Not heaven or hell. Let's think in terms of spirits and not demons. True demons exist, but they are not what animate the un-living. All kinds of spirits live here. Some are like the one you call Oni, a strong Succubus, and some have speed, strength, or cunning. Others are bad—ones that you don't want walking around in the world—the way you don't want Hitler or Charles Manson walking around."

“Wouldn’t be the first time I’ve heard that. Everyone wants to be powerful.” “You wouldn’t know how powerless we feel unless you’ve stepped into our shoes.” “And you wouldn’t know the madness that awaits until you’ve stared into the eyes of the abyss and seen it stare back at you.” “What?” Kaleb gave me a confused look. “Demons, vampires, mages…all immortals, we ride a fine line between humanity and becoming a monster.” I sighed. “We have our demons too, literal ones, and the thirst to rip everything apart, bathe in the blood of the innocent. The humans are not wrong; there is a monster within us all. But we don’t cross that line. You’ll be surprised how much control we have over ourselves.

But life and reality doesn’t cater to your feelings. The burdens I carry, weigh me down. Like vines they try and pull me down. Pull me down to the level of those around me. Those ones who brought me this pain. The devil must laugh at us, blaming some unhuman demons for suffering. When look at what we can do to each other. Some people are the real demons. People who let the darkness in them rule, are the true demons. Always making up fairy tales, to avoid taking accountability for our actions. The actions we don’t want put to our name. Never brave enough to own up to our mistakes, but always proud enough to insist others are weak for doing the same.

asked Alice "Actually when catching demons or demons, there is no blood. However, there are demons that eat humans or want human life and souls. They purposely make fellow humans hate and kill each other. That's why there is blood in their work! " "Yeah, it's really difficult. When humans have been controlled by the killing intent, they don't hesitate to act like crazy psychopaths who wrestle with the human body!" "Yes, that's how humans are, if our faith is weak. It's impossible for us to beat the devil's temptation!" Xander replied

We unleashed our demons and let them out on to the enemies. We have been trained hard to take over the family business and also the mafia. We have been beaten, we have been starved, we have been shot, we have been broken and we have been thrown into dungeons. But at last, we are out like the most deadly demons and Nicholas is the biggest demon of us all.

Imagine being in the situation where you know what to do but you can't do it because you're scared of what the consequences may be. I should ask for a negotiation straight up but... "You do not fight a war with war and you do not fight a demon with it's weapon, else you become the demon yourself." Sylvia once told me. In her own view, She became the demon herself when she allowed her mother die instead of her. She could have just saved them both but she paid hatred with hatred. Just like staring too long into the abyss and the abyss staring back at you.

He rubbed the back of his head as he continued. “Do not get me wrong, we do have demons who dine on humans as a norm, but we have demons who are peaceful. We do also have demons who will do bad deeds in the human world. It is hard to monitor all of that activity in the human world when it is the humans who bring it upon themselves. They have made deals to cause destruction in their own world. I do not think they understand their own doings.” He shook his head and he spoke then stood up as Vastria watched him.

Savoring every single word. My demons were the true artists here. They delighted in chaos, weaving carnage with a precision that bordered on divine mockery. I often watched as they pulled fresh souls into the depths, carving away hope until it was nothing more than a faint flicker smothered under cruelty. Some demons bathed in the blood of their victims, laughing as rivers of scarlet ran through the blackened stone. Others preferred a slower work—stretching time, warping reality, bending souls until they forgot what mercy once felt like. I admired them all. Each torment was a masterpiece, and I was their King, their eternal witness.