Novel & Cerita Yellow-eyed Demon

My jaw clenched and I exhaled nothing less than the sound of a growl. Looking in my rearview mirror before getting out, I noticed the color of my eyes had changed to black. They only turn black when I let my demon out, the demon that craves the sound of screams, the smell of blood, the sight of fear in someone’s eyes, the feeling of their bones crushing in my bare hands. It had been a while since I had done any good and decent torture - Bradley and his group of thugs seemed like a great place to cure that craving.

And when he opened his eyes again, blood drained from his face. The demon started to approach him, closer and closer, its eyes never leaving his. Its stare becoming more and more menacing with every second. Its vibrant red eyes looked totally unimpressed, but still curious enough to stare him down. Gulping, Fyn crawled backward, his hands messily scramble on the ground, trying to feel something that he could use as a weapon. "Hm," It said, making Fyn freeze. "What are you doing here, mortal?" Fyn tried to open his mouth, but no words escape him.

The present atmosphere could frighten an average human being, but not Pastor Alozie, who was still in his blue pyjamas. Soon, he saw himself walking on a stream of blood, the moment he blinked his eyes. This was followed by a terrible stench everywhere. In the sky above, he could see eight foot naked demons flying and cackling. The demons were brown in colour with hideous faces and nine inch tongues, which wriggled out of their mouths.

" She raised her eye brows and stretched her neck. She wasn't in the mood to know about any flowers at all, not when they are more important things to face right now. "I guess you are dumb in some aspects hun." Mama Liya mocked. Jane just rolled her eyes. "Who in the world spend alot of times learning about flowers?" "People who are dumb like you." Her grandmother said sarcastically and laughed lightly. Mama Liya wanted to motivate Jane again, cause she thought her granddaughter's hope was fading due to the things happening. "Black Eyed Susan is a flower, a special strong flower to be precise. Am telling you this because, I want you to have the spirit of a Black Eyed Susan. It a flower that

Cali:- I am scared to get hurt, sorry demon but I am scared, I am quitting. demon with his confident smile demon:- as long as I am here and you are by my side I will never let you get hurt. robot:- now the pain is transferred to the demon let's spin the wheel and we got eyeball. demon's eyes hurt so much like someone put thousands of needles in his eyes, he starts to cry like a baby. demon:- I am dying its hurts, I can't handle it, please kill me, please kill me. the demon couldn't see from his eyes, because of a painful sensation, wizard and Cali were smiling at him, everyone want to see a strong fall, and nothing gave more pleasure.

Silver eyes, pure silver, a sign of him being a supernatural, I've read in a book that demons have silver eyes, angel have goldens, vampires have bloody red eyes, and finally wolves have emerald green. The more beautiful they are the stronger they get, pure eye color is another sign of strength, what's standing in front of me isn't what I hopped for. All I wanted was a moderate looking guy, maybe silver eyes with a greyish tone, I didn't expect him, that's when I was sure I fucked up. I took a step back as he took a step forward, he's going to kill me, maybe eat me? His whole face was set in a frown, my second clue on how bad things went, annoying higher demons, poking them is never smart.

Elise called, pushing through the crowd and into the back, where a group of demons hung out. Tyler walked closer to me, snatching my hand out of Asher’s and growling at the demons who looked me up and down. “Don’t fucking look them in the eye, Pretty Bird. Don’t trust any one of these fuckers.” A couple of moments later, a tall demon sidestepped around other rowdy guys. One half of his face was humanlikeba green eye, pale skin, and shaggy brown hair. The other side of his face was stuck in a demon like form a red eye, charred skin, and jagged teeth that couldn’t be covered by his lips.

She turns my face slightly toward the lamp. “The question to ask is ‘by what?’ and the answer is a demon.” She gasps. “A demon?” “Let me guess, sickly grey scales, nearly seven feet tall, massive, serpentine tail, golden eyes with vertical irises.” Kaeden chips in. I blink, taken aback. “Yes. How did you know? He turns to Myra. “A Lamashtu.” “Is that what Scyla is? A Lamashtu?”

I finally felt alive. “But…” He then put on a serious expression. “We found a rare chemical in your blood. “There isn’t a name for it on the market. “However, in the black market, the name of it is ‘Angel’s Kiss’.” Angel’s Kiss? It sounded beautiful, but I could not help but shiver. “It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet.