Zozo Ouija Board Demon Novels & Stories

Ruben questioned, turning to look at Kat with a curious look. “No…” Boglan continued to talk. “…he agreed the contract, adding his conditions, only after he had first spoken to me, but that deal was done through a Deal Demon, a soul hunter that was ordered by Lord Basille to find adequate evil tainted souls for his domain. All requests go through me.” Boglan followed Ruben’s glance and when Ruben looked back he saw the demon’s eyes flash with delighted surprise as he licked his lips with a long blue tongue, his eyes settling on Kat. “Bastetia…what are you doing here?” Boglan looked at Ruben with renewed interest. “Why do you have the Overlords favourite pet with you, she is supposed to be in

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

Stella, an 18-year-old college student, was bored and horny. She had always been fascinated by the occult and decided to try her hand at summoning a demon for some much-needed sexual gratification. Armed with a dusty old tome she had found at a thrift store, she set up candles, drew pentagrams, and began chanting the incantation.

] 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.

It was an intrusion. Twelve white drones, shaped like geometric eyes, hovered outside the boardroom. A voice, mechanical and cold, boomed through the desert air. "Vance & Void Syndicate, you are in violation of the Universal Trade Agreement. Surrender the Subject known as Mia Vance, or we will commence the Deletion of the African Continent." Vane looked at Elara, a dark, desperate glint in his eyes. "We can't fight them alone, Elara. Not as humans. Not as demons."

He changed the topic, saying, “I’m actually hoping it’s the Extraterrestrial Demon. If it is, we might learn something about the origin of the Extraterrestrial Demon from these bones after we suppress it.” James cautioned, “Don’t blame me if things go awry.” Zeno responded, “I won’t. Go ahead and open it up.”

She grabs a bowl and a pot, fills the pot with water, and boils it. "You will never guess what I found out" she looks at me with a smile on her face "We can contact spirits through a game board!" Her face fills with excitement. "Did you not know about Ouija boards?" I looked at her confused. "Now I do after searching the internet" she rolls her eyes "I figured we can maybe reach out to that demon who you drew in your notebook or maybe even something else" she wiggled her fingers as to indicate something spooky. "That's a terrible idea." I shake my head to disapprove

I can tell by the expression on her face that the truth of her new reality is finally dawning on her. Zoe must hear the panicked tone in her friend's voice because she wraps her arm around her shoulder and calmly replies. “Listen, Bree, what I was saying is the truth; Azazel is a demon, Lucifer is the devil and Fallon... well... Fallon is also supernatural. They're here because they're trying to stop Marina, aka Marael and Sahara, from bringing hell on earth. Sahara and Marael have been keeping you and me stationary until they can use us for their spell.”

“Like you, you have Clairvoyant Eyes. That’s because you have the blood of some demon within you.” Quincy chuckled. “So you’re saying that Susan’s a mongrel?” Susan glared at him. “Quincy Zoppins, you’re always spouting such bullsh*t!” Quincy replied, “If you could actually spout bullsh*t out of your mouth, I’ll call you master.” Susan was so angry that she started heaving, but she couldn’t do anything at the time. Even so, she was still quite interested in Dorothy’s explanation of demons. “Then what demon blood do I have in my body?”

Under her list, she had jotted down the following, if anything she ever did could be considered “jotting” Ways to be targeted by a demon Use of Ouija boards, channeling, automatic writing (B.S) Summoning a demon ritualistically (also probably B.S) Through the use of cell phones and social media (Oh boy!) Hypnosis, psychotropic drugs or other forms of mind control. She drew a small star next to the last one, as it seemed to best match what she had been told by Janice. The next list was types of demonic possession. It included—