Witch Demon Novels & Stories

"So tell me, King Devaro when you you plan on executing that dearest mother of yours" He snapped my attention to his dark reddish eyes, he was dress in a black suit with a red shirt, his chest lost a lot of buttons showing off skin the demoness caressed so lustfully. The demoness are called incubus, sex driven demons. Snapping back to attention I frowned at the intonation of his words. "And what makes you think I plan on taking down my mother's rule?" He laughed wholeheartedly. "Enough with the games Devaro. we both know that your mother is weak, she degrades everyday"

Her presence commanded respect and admiration, and the coven members felt honored to be in the company of such a revered witch. Dean, on the other hand, was a werewolf Alpha from a pack in Connecticut, known for his strength, loyalty, and unwavering commitment to his pack members. His leadership skills had earned him the respect of both humans and supernatural beings alike, and his reputation as a protector and guardian was well deserved.

She jumped down from the creature and landed far away from them. The size of the vulture decrease to normal and rest on her shoulder. "Message from Witches Of Damascus." She began as a whirl wind blew around them. "You have declared war against the Witches Devina Moon, your very own witch, You've betrayed us and your coven to side with the abominations, that wasn't enough but you've rejected the Sabrina's call, Every Moonlight Witch who were stubborn like you, all died a shameful death, Sabrina have forgiven for siding with abominations but you must be sacrificed, that remains unchanged, you'll only lead your friends to their early grave, back off from the war you're waging while it is early

"So what did you want to tell me about?" I hop up on the table, sitting on my back legs. "Damian is most definitely a demon!" I spread my front legs out in front of me. "I looked at your notes last night and I followed him outside this morning and he… he… he lifted a tree out of the ground. He was jumping from tree to tree, running faster than I can, like way faster. Then he killed that Yokai spirit! It was nothing I've ever seen before! He looked scary as hell too!!!" I pant as I finish. I look at Ember who's staring at me with wide eyes. "WELL SAY SOMETHING!!! YOU'RE THE WITCH HERE!!!"

“Thanatos wolf Salem said he won’t let me go. I’m sorry, Dad. But you’ll have to give him one of my other sisters’ hands in marriage.” “You're right; another sister shouldn’t be a big deal. He only wanted you if you had your demon wolf. Hopefully, he’s okay to marry your other sister that doesn’t have one.” “Why on earth would Uncle Darwin want to marry a demon wolf?” “He said his first mate was a demon wolf, and she was killed. Demon wolves are rare to find in girls. Usually, only males have them. You were so young, and it was so long ago I honestly forgot about it.”

Something tells him this is going to be a fun semester. Daemon is an alpha werewolf who doesn't know he's an alpha yet, he is the chosen Wolf that will end the ongoing war between Demons and vampires but his father is unsure about this so he sends Daemon to live with his uncle called John who is also a werewolf but a beta.. John is burdened with the task of protecting Daemon and training him to be a stronger werewolf "Marcus little pup is going to be a handful" John said as he stepped out of his convertible Impala, He walked in to see Daemon sitting with his feet on the table

One thing Catlin knew was that Justin wasn’t the only one that was coming that would turn the tides for both. “We banish thee, demon Bayemon to the bowels of hell. We call upon the four elements, earth, water, fire, and wind settle here. Our combined strength we send you far and wide.” Recited Sage. Megan stood there quietly watching Catlin as she struggled against the witch catcher. “It won’t work!” Screamed the doomed demon. Thomas saw the spittle that was smeared across her mouth. The girl that once looked like Sage slowly began to mutate into something he couldn’t explain.

Behind him is a wagon drove by the manticores, a demon creature with a lion body and a bird claws, a scorpion’s tail and wears a face of a mortal with a row of sharp fangs. “Bonum vesperam, this is the child.” A green daemon has appeared in front of the door holding a girl shivering in fear. It was Aria, the mortal. The Dybbuk look at her keenly from head to toe and when he felt satisfied, he tossed a bag of golds to the green daemon.

Bram murmured something I couldn’t quite catch to himself, but offered no suggestions. The witch’s equivalent to a lycan was a demon. Demons were the near immortals that spawned several paranormal species, similar to how lycans were responsible for all shifters. Similar to lycans, no one really knew their origin story, or who the first was. It was fun to compare and contrast the origin stories, though.

If he does not see what faintly strides through the dark night. So he turns again. He does not come to full view. He watches the figure move like the zombies from the video game. It was how the Apocalypse begins. First, a single zombie is seen raiding the streets but just as humans think they had it under control, a pack would lash out of a corner, charging towards them. No! Don't think that. Zombies are not real.