Wisteria Demon Guide Novels & Stories

“Stop talking to the guy!” Scott McGowen yelled at her. He was a 30yr old gang boss, with short brown hair and hazel eyes. He lusted for power and in his lust had made a pact with a Demon Lord, which resulted in being given her. She was a beautiful young golden haired demon foot soldier, given to him to do his bidding and aid him in his rise to power, but she was more than that she was extremely powerful and needed to be kept on a very short leash. The great thing for Scott McGowen was that the contract made her, his…in every way, shape and form that he wanted to use her. All he had to do was give her an order and she had to obey it. Of course, Scott was going to use it for that, and the inf

Out of nowhere, we are surrounded by wolves, and I’m guessing that not a bunch of regular ones. “Demon wolves!” Jasper whispers, I almost forgot about his presence. And he is right, Killian must have summoned the demon wolves. MOTHERFUCKER!

The door to the room I was, flew open, revealing the demon himself, dressed in his all black glory, he was holding a gun, he looked over at me and smirked, dropping the gun on his table, he walked over to his dresser, taking off his rolled up sleeve suit. "You know this is low right, even for you." I said. "I'll take the risk." His very sweet voice echoed around the room, damn, how I've missed that voice. "Lemme guess, you want to 50 shades of gray me." I said, Sacarsm dripping from my words. He gave a full rich laugh, taking off his pants and sliding on his black joggers. "Hmm, kinda." He said. "Look Tyler, in order to avoid any nonsense in the future, just let me go." I said, although, I k

Without me, you would be dead, you silly! But yes, death is more favorable to him, if he achieved this kind of death the process will be finalized and he well become a Demon Alpha God, and that is the most dreadful part. "If that's the case, then whoever this wolf is, you all die together!" threatened the witch yelling, "Again! Attack!" "But... what if she's the moon goddess?" asked a man who had shifted into a human form. "Don't believe what you see. Your moon goddess isn't dumb enough to show up just to protect this demon wolf!" reasoned the witch and reminded, "This is what we all want! To kill Kael Hawthorne, the son of a demon! Now, witches act! Everyone attack!"

I joined her now looking at all the wolves in attendance, looking for anyone who looked suspicious or nervous. “Does anyone here have any ideas why and how you are being tracked?” She asked innocently, acting like she was really relying on them to come up with ideas. After a few minutes she sighed. “I thought as much.” She grinned, showing off her silver teeth. “Most of you don’t know, but my enemies have given me a nickname... I am known as Demon. The Demon of SilverFang to be exact. Would anyone like to know why I am called that?” She barely paused before she started to send out commands. “I WANT TO KNOW WHO HAS BEEN TEXTING LOCATIONS TO VITO!!!”

“I’ll go ahead.” I took the secret route to the city. Evan helped me to hide my identity to avoid troubles because I’m still weak. With the amulet he gave me, none of the people would recognize me as the Demoness Alpha. He casted a spell on it that could make me look like someone else in the eyes of people for the time being.

Clea was too shocked to say anything. "You're a descendant of the Goddess Fló. A sworn protector of this town and the towners. A witch that became a demon. Ohalo is awakening the formerly asleep demon energy in you." "Demon?!" Kali exclaimed again. Clea was shaken. She didn't even know what being a Demon meant. There was no way for her to believe it since she didn't even understand. No wonder. It was close to what Kali theorized;

"I can't feel him. Not even when I touched Ayra." "Ayra is the woman you're housing, right?" I could hear the disdain in his voice, but at this point, I didn't give a fuck. "He's gone, Aiden. I can't fucking feel him. I felt the cord snap." "You're not making any sense, Nate. Who is gone?" "Acheron." I heard something crash in the background before he spoke. "Your demon is gone?" "Yes. I need you and Alan here. Without my demon, they'll kill Ayra."

I stood on a small balcony on the second floor while I waited for the Winner Mercedes Benz to arrive. Teleportations of a demon always come in handy because I could go wherever I want to go without limits. Another skill of a demon would be invisibility. This was what I used in the past to be always beside Sarah, protecting her always, and this skill would be my advantage when protecting her again from this too flashy party where men ogle at her plunging neckline. After minutes of waiting, the Winner automobile arrived in the receiving section, and then out came my precious flower. Ahhh, what a pure soul.

I stared at him while waiting for an answer. “It’s a Demon’s symbol.” My eyes furrowed at what he said. I stared at his eyes but he seems serious! But what? Demon’s symbol? I don’t understand. “D-Demon?” I stammered. He nodded and looked away. He’s now back on staring at the glass wall. I shook my head in disagreement. “Are you kidding me? There’s no such thing about Demons! I am finding the murderer and-“ “It’s always been the Demon’s fault, Majesty. They are just using the people to do bad things but it’s always been their idea to hurt and kill someone.” He said while staring at the glass wall. I am even more confuse now.