Yoruba Demon Novels & Stories

] The shop owner immediately sent back a string of question marks. Me: [What's wrong?] Shop owner: [Please tell me you're joking! That's not an incubus! That's a demon, and the most dangerous kind at that!] Incubi had markings. Demons had them too. For someone unfamiliar with the difference, they were indeed hard to tell apart. Everything made sense now—why Raven never needed to feed, why he insisted he had no owner, and why he always caught himself before saying too much. That night, when the enforcement officers conducted their search, they were looking for Raven.

Asher watched the memory unfold as if it were happening right before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, focused on the dark figure with the massive wings. "Who the hell is this?" he asked Damir internally. "That's Morgana, a high-ranking demon from the Abyss," Damir replied. A beat of silence. "This Abyss," Asher said, his tone shifting. "Where exactly is it?"

However, Syla's visions hinted at a new threat looming on the horizon. In her vision she sees a baby demon, lying in Kayla's den within Xibalba It is two maybe three, a toddler still, *Who's child is this?* as Syla shows Rryan her vision. Rryan turns to Camazotz with the vision. He has the demon child brought to him, and asks everyone there "Who knows of this child?" only one comes forward, she looks like an old wrinkled hag with horns. "His name is Marcus, but she called him Shade."

She immediately withdrew her hands from his, making his gaze harden a little. "Are you aware you are now stuck with me?" His voice was cold and alluring at the same time. She could only stare at him and swallow. "So, you better get used to me," he added. "But... you are a demon," Esteria managed to say. The two were on the large bed with a little distance between them. "I am El-Kharis and also not an ordinary demon. I am a Demon God of Thunder, Esteria," he said, dragging out the last word.

shouts from the gods' dais. Everyone obeys, looking at each other, unsure of what to do amidst the confusion that engulfs them. At that moment, a supernatural roar is heard, and the door swings open wide, making way for Yaldabot, the feared god of the underworld. His presence is terrifying, his body shrouded in shadows, his gaze piercing. Yaldabot surveys everyone with a cold and gloomy expression. His eyes gleam with infernal fire as he strides directly towards the goddess Luna, who shrinks in fear at his imposing presence. The air around him becomes thick and laden with dark energy.

When he turned back to the edge of his bed, Blood, the demon version of Young, had disappeared. It drove the man mad that although nothing had been said, he knew exactly what his nightmares coming into the real world meant. Somehow Asha had tapped into a version of herself that needn’t attack anyone headon, the other side had been listening and now they were making themselves known. He wasn’t really a believer of the supernatural until he had met her, but apparently his new understanding was not enough to deter him from repeating the same cycle. Like the idiot he was, he persisted and still tried to spy on her. It angered Young’s new demon to know that the little cockroach was still being so

But when I came out of the house, I suddenly fell and screamed when a giant frog jumped in front of me. "So you're the delicious food I smell," the giant frog said and smiled at me. It stick out its tongue and lick its mouth as if it wanted to eat me now. But it wasn't just an ordinary big frog because I could see dark smoke coming out of its body. If my guess is right, this frog is a demon frog. "You're very delicious! You're all mine! I'm going to eat you now!" My eyes widened when the demon frog suddenly stick out its tongue to get me. But before the demon frog's tongue could touch me, Linux suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"Oh. I know all about your new master, Arabella. If I were you, I would come with me. As he is someone you really do not want to around." Even though she could tell he was mocking her, she could not miss the underlying warning that graced his tone. "What are you talking about?" she fired. Her uncle heaved a sigh and released his grip on her, but only a little. "He is a demon, Arabella. He is not an ordinary being like the rest of us. Nor does he do things like the rest of us. He is not of this world, Arabella." Demon? Out of this world? She cracked a hearty laugh. Her uncle must have either lost his mind from too much tobacco, or he was now a delusional man.

She could not believe that the person who kidnapped her from the forest was Noah’s father. “I don’t care about your work and psychotic intention. Release me,” Bella pushed her strength and tried to intimidate him with zero ideas of what she needed to do to escape from there. The way these insane people held her couldn’t be just for silly thoughts. “Yes, you do not need to worry, as you will have plenty of time in the afterlife. But let me introduce myself as your well-wisher. We worship the devil. Lilith is our mother. The Master told us that if we need immortality and to become demons, we have to sacrifice you,” Zeddy muttered casually, taking his time to feel the success that would be in h

She quickly got to her feet. Morgan did not look amused. "That was my favorite net. You owe me a new one." "Get Baba Yaga to spell another one for you." "I would if she wasn’t dead." Callie paused and her eyes widened in shock. "How is she dead? She’s a Great demon." Baba Yaga was one of the most powerful Great demons in Hell. She was one of the oldest demons that were made and could not easily be killed. Even Lilith respected her to a degree. Nobody really crossed Baba Yaga unless they had a death wish.