Witch Demon Novels & Stories

Before I can answer, the door slams open. Damon enters first, a quiet storm wrapped in shadows. His movements are slower now, deliberate. His eyes gleam with something that used to be love but now looks more like hunger restrained. Even without being told, I can see that he doesn't have any feelings left in him. This man I am looking at is a shell of the friend I grew up with. Behind him, a witch follows, her steps making no sound at all. Morwein. Her face is hidden beneath a hood, but the smell of herbs and burnt incense clings to her like rot. My wolf recoils instantly. I know her. They used her too in my previous life.

I saw Lisa move into the kitchen from the corner of my eye. “Uh, hello.” “I’m Matteo, Lorenzo’s brother.” Yeah, I remember, Lorenzo. I like the devil better. I nodded. Lisa came back and went to drop something on the table. “Since you’re done, I’ll just go,” I told her, turning around. “No, you should join us,” Matteo stated as he took his seat. “Uh…I can’t…I…” “Okay, I’m insisting.” That was when the devil came descended the stairs. He barely made a sound yet we all felt his presence. He was dressed in his usual all-black fashion. He would have looked relaxed if he would be sensible enough to unclench his jaw.

she snapped in annoyance as she helped herself up. "Jinx! You cast a spell on him and made him forget all that happened up till this evening!" "Huh! But I did nothing but place my hand over his head," Lucia said with a confused look. "That's why I said you are powerful! According to the history of the world of vampires, wolves, and witches, only six people have been able to perform a jinx successfully." "Really? And who are those?" Lucia asked with excitement. "The dark lord himself- Lucifer, the current heads of the wolves, witches and vampires, queen Jezebel and your father!"

Despite the light emanating from the Pentacle, the air was icy cold. Then the ground seemed to crack wider open like a glass and pouring through the shards came a horde of dark shapes, humanoid but twisted, gnarled and faceless, howling out a soundless scream that punctured the ears of the witch. It did not seem to affect Aosoth though. She cackled and her beetle-like eyes grew bright with a manic light as she raised her hands higher and the demons poured forth. Icy wind burned the witch as more humanoid demons came through the band of light within the Pentacle. The air stank of sulphur and ashes.

The once elegant figure is now twisted into a demonic entity, an incarnation of vampiric power at its zenith. The battlefield, bathed in the eerie glow of moonlight, became a theater for the convergence of primal forces. Dylan, now an unholy specter, exuded an aura of menace that sent ripples of fear through those who dared to witness his transformation. Chastity, standing resolute against this grotesque incarnation, faced a formidable adversary whose essence resonated with the darkest corners of vampiric lore.

Idamus looked worried. “I currently have her contract holder, Scott McGowen within these walls and will be summoning her Demon Lord…I didn’t think it safe for her to be anywhere near here tonight.” “Oh, I see…that’s a shame for me…however I offer my services to you in this ritual.” Ruben drew back in surprise. “There is no need for you to do that, Idamus…your warlocks were more than enough last time.” “Never the less, I am here so you might as well use me…”

The vamp clan Wolf's liked to engage in BDSM in all aspects as they craved for sent. As he came on the last room he immediately opened the door without the consent of the people inside. And he was very delighted by the scene that welcomed him. Win was in the bed, his hands and feet were mercilessly tied up in the bed, like a virgin sacrifice. While Sam was on top of him thrusting roughly while holding a whip in his left hand. The sound of the banged door made them froze for a second and tilted their head in the intruder. Win eyes had widened and attempted to cover himself while Sam just growled dangerously at him.

Oniko asked as we sat down. “No.” I shook my head. “Are they also a part of the witches?” “No,” Oniko growled, a look of pure hatred surfacing quickly upon his face. “They are demons who used to be humans, blood drinkers, and they are very fast, powerful and deadly.” I frowned thoughtfully. “You mean like vampires?” “Yes, I think that’s what you call them.” “Vampires don’t exist!” I blurted sharply, looking back at Iditan for support. This had to be a prank or something. “They are—”

They never liked being second to a creature that not only can run faster than them, and teleport, but also one that harnesses magic, giving him an upper hand on many. Although Hunnie is a Dark Witch which Bahm made his whole Kingdom terrified of, shes young, and has the body practically of a human. The vampires in the castle cherish her just as much as the woman that they all look up to and respect. They do not fear her existence from all the horrible tortures Their Demon-Wolf King went through. She's beautiful and had left an god awful, controlling and monstrous demon mate! They think she's so strong and brave for leaving her love for another kind hearted and genuine being.

said Aza, then she took the book quickly, as if she had memorized which page she immediately opened and then read it again. "In written books, the two colors symbolize peace and conflict, peace is the month of the Hidden World and contradiction is the month of Lucifer. Lucifer draws the sun so that it does not shine on the Hidden World. The pull of the sun makes the Hidden Worlds lose half of their original strength, that's why Lucifer and the demon nation attacks the Hidden World beings while they become weak, " "Because at night when the Deva appears the power of the Hidden World beings is reduced by half, but the Deva has no effect on the demon nation."