Witch Demon Novels & Stories

"My reasons are technically contingent on the full moon. All werewolf spells take effect during the full moon due to our nature. I suppose I could have skipped this one. But it doesn't matter, Gigi. I knew this trip was really important to you, so I would have made it happen no matter what. And you were able to drive anyway, so it all worked out." "Thanks," I mumbled. "I appreciate it." Goddess, he was going to make it difficult to keep my head in the game. As much as I kept trying not to fall for him completely, it was becoming more and more impossible. "I'd hold your hand while we walk to the witch shop, but I made a promise." I looked up at him and he winked. Fucking Artemis. Why did he t

~~~ Amaya "Among the supernaturals, there are different types. Vampires, werewolves, shapeshifters, witches, angels, demons and, elements. They all have different characteristics and abilities." Who would've thought that we had such creatures living among us? "The one who attacked you was a shapeshifter. They are known to be able to imitate any living form. They can change and impersonate any living being on this planet. They can be very dangerous. You might be having a normal conversation with your mom one day but it could be a shapeshifter and you wouldn't even know." As he spoke to me, a little piece of my memory from that night came back.

“Sorry to ask you this, archangel, but how certain are you that it is true? That a vampire is wandering around the human world when we all knew that no vampire existed already in the past thousand years,’’ Abu asked respectfully, as he opened his wings and sauntered toward Kram, bowed his head and knelt one knee before him and after few moments he lifted his eyes to Kram, serious and somewhat scary. Abu was one of the great grim reapers, in fact the head if the grim reaper's empire, who collects the souls of the deaths, a male who has long white hair, full white eyes that you couldn’t even tell where he was staring at; he always wore a bright large black cloak, has a long scythe with blue fl

Rhye growled. Dimitri shrugged. "There’s only one way to find out." "Why don't your men go after the witch instead? Why me?" He demanded. "Why not, you?" Dimitri smirked, "...you are my best man for this job." "Yes, but the witch is something else too. She is a half-breed. Her mother was a human, but her father was... well... a demon." He unnecessarily corrects him, Rhye’s eyes narrowing at Dimitri’s odd behaviour.

But as for reaching them. Oh, I’m such an idiot, after all. Hastily, I drew a pentagram, spilled blood in the center, and started the familiar summoning. He appeared immediately, a small minion, something between a demon and a demonic creature. He had a wolf’s body with a clean human skull on top. He did, however, have a magnificent set of fangs sticking out in all directions. Ak-kvir. “What did you summon me for, necromancer?” “Do you want the blood of eight people, fresh and warm?”

She moved closer and planted a kiss on each eye, kissed his nose tip, his cheekbone; she was assaulting him the same way he does to her, She placed her lips on his earlobe and kissed it ever softly, he couldn’t hold more when she bites his earlobe making him groan at her sweet toucher, it was now too much for him, does she even know she is awakening the Devil inside him, who he is holding back from doing things to her. He thought “She is indeed an Angel with Vixen self.” She continued to suck his earlobe; at last, he couldn’t hold himself from moaning her name,

“You’re half-witch? Even Connor?” She smiles weakly. “Well, we have different mothers. My mom was a witch, and his mom was an Omega.” “Well, I don’t really think it’s bad.” I shrug. “Dylan’s mate is half-witch too.” “Okay.” Her expression is starting to light up. “I just . . . I thought it would be strange. But yeah, I did hear about those creatures. Shadows, they call them. They copy people and they usually do a good job. But any kind of contact with other creatures makes them fall apart.”

"I don't sense any darkness within her." "Dante?" Chloe looked between Lucas and Dagmar. "Who is Dante?" "Dante was a demon." Lucas replied. "A few years back he tried to create an army of hybrids including demon-werewolves. He was defeated but not before he succeeded in fathering two demon-werewolf hybrids." "That we know of." Ursula interjected. "No one knows for sure if there are anymore or not." "So, you think I'm part demon?" Chloe asked slowly, not totally believing what she was hearing.

Davis thinks that he only wants to sleep with her but I know that it's more than that and this idiot has no idea about it. All my friends are different species. Arjun is a Romantic Beast. Neil is a Mysterious Cruel Devil. Davis is the Sexiest Monster. and I am. I am a Demon, a Soul Sucker Demon but I got my Fire, my soul in the name of my wife, My Queen. Mrs. Maria Daniel Miller. Now, I am praying for my brother's future mates. God bless them and give them some extra power to tame them. I laughed madly at my own thoughts.

A few months go by, my children grow beautifully, Annabelle an incubus for sure, Damon still just two bumps only, that we believe are horns to be grown. Dracono seems a bit worried about Damon and decides to take him to a special healer without my consent. I find out from Dark what Dracono is doing and I rush to stop him. I arrive at the cottage where the healer is living and barge in so I can take my boy home. The old lady grabs me by my hand and I start having a powerful vision of Damon being the devil himself. So powerful, with gigantic black wings, surrounded by fire, ruling over the kingdom of Minotaurs.