Novel & Cerita Yellow-eyed Demons Supernatural

He knew that a slice to the jugular would mean immediate death. And if he were to grab this opportunity, then that would mean the village of Gashea wouldn't experience any more misfortune under the hands of some malevolent demon. Still, as he looked at the demon's eyes, Fyn felt like something was wrong. A powerful demon such as the one that was in front of him surely wouldn't look like they were ready to embrace death. Surely, even demons could feel fear. The demon's eyes looked welcoming, like it was waiting for Fyn to just kill him. He already felt as if the demon were human, and now, as he was looking at the being's eyes, it felt like the belief strengthened.

They are low-ranking demons that assume any animal shape they desire and sometimes, even insects that mostly live doing their owners’ dirty bidding for the blood they receive from their owners’ fingertips. Standing by the now open window, my eyes were fixed on a dark-brown beautiful owl, whose void eyes stared back at me. I could see its futile efforts of trying to reconnect with its master and report what he was seeing which made the side of my lips curl into a smirk. Stretching my hand forward, I motioned for him to come closer as I forced the air around him to pull him to me, whether he liked it or not, and soon, on its dismay, it found itself on my window’s stool, wholly and closely faci

Silas pulled me forward as he turned around. Just then, my head turned in the direction of the growl and I saw two red eyes in the darkness, slowly creeping forward. As it stepped into the light, I realized that it was a demon in its full form, while Silas' bat wings stretched out from behind me as he watched the creature. As it approached, its hands burned and its eyes locked on Silas.

"Katrina, our eyes shift. The more the darkness consumes us, the more they will change, well except for..." A lump lodges in the center of my throat, "Except for what, Raquel?" “Except for when the demons come. They hide within their victims. Once they consume us, our eyes change to blood red. That is how we can tell the difference between our kind, Katrina.” Raquel walks across the room and looks out his window, not bothered by the light. “Once our eyes transcend to blood red, there is no returning to our natural state. We lose a part of who we are as well,” he warns.

I feel the blood drain from my face, but I’m up on my feet in an instant. For lack of a better term, eyti are shadow demons. They were once people, consumed by evil and darkness to the point they not only lost their humanity but lost their physical forms. They became darkness itself. Just shadowy figures with piercing purple eyes. We can’t fight them; we don’t even know what their weaknesses are. All they have to do is touch you and that’s it, game over. First, you give into every dark, depraved impulse one could have and once that has happened the darkness fully consumes you until there’s nothing left. This pack can’t fight an eyti, we don’t stand a chance.

I contemplated telling her about angels and demons for a moment. "There's more. Anyone with golden eyes are reapers. Anyone with yellow, black, red or an unearthly glowing green or blue eyes are demons. There are also angels with blue or brown eyes too. Until you learn how to tell the difference I can point it out to you, or Adam will." "Did you just say angels and demons?" She looked even more confused. I nodded. "Yes reapers aren't the only supernatural entities that live around us." She looked concerned. "Are they dangerous?" I shrugged.

The agony I saw in his eyes made my heart break but I didn't stop speaking, "That's just how life is; one minute you have everything you could possibly want and the next you're being dragged down into this never ending pit of darkness. But you see, the dark isn't all that bad, once you accept it, once you stop panicking, you realize that the darkness is actually a part of you and you can't really fear something that is a part of you. You know, I've always seen darkness as an ally because it helps me hide from the things that haunt me; my own demons. I don't know why you do this to yourself, why do you torture yourself like this? Do you think despising yourself makes things easier? Do you bel

"Saye, what is that you want me to see-" I say as I enter but pause with wide eyes and back hitting against the wall, shocked. "What the hell is that?" One of the boys, the youngest, has some one-eye creature. It's like a dark gooey substance paste, and someone just glued those plastic eyes for arts and crafts. Its round yellow eyes look around frantically. I feel a chill running down my spine, seeing how disgusting it is. "In the Demon Realm, these are called Carcurus; they are low-level creatures that find a victim and stick themself on a host sucking the life force out of them."

How could a spirit be tortured? Rose groaned as she rolled over onto her back, smoke seeming to rise from her singed body. The demon just cackled as he watched them, the noise sounding like boulders grating against each other. His body was a deep red, almost as if it had been dipped in blood. His eyes were almost as dark as his body, with no whites to be seen, almost as if they flowed from his body straight to the pupils. He had pointy ears and two small horns in the middle of his slick scalp. His teeth were just as yellowed as Baltabek's, and his fingers and toes were scrawny claws that resembled small talons from a twisted bird. He wore no clothing, and just like Baltabek, seemed to have n

Her eyes opened, and it took her a few moments to realize that she was not stuck in her nightmare any longer. “Do you want to talk about it, babe?” I asked her softly. I tucked some hair behind her ear and let my fingertips trail over her jaw, giving her something to focus on. “Did you see it?” she asked me, to which I nodded. “That’s why it’s very dangerous for full demons and non-demons. Demon hybrids are typically made with hybrids themselves or cases like that. Sometimes they’re pregnant as their souls find their way back. Out of everything they did to me while I was with the clan, the demon thing was the worst.”