Daemons Stories

Yuru has spent his entire life believing the mountains surrounding his village are keeping the outside world away. What he doesn't know is that someone has been watching over him from the shadows. His name is Ren Kurose. And protecting Yuru is only the beginning. A Daemons of the Shadow Realm Male OC × Asa fanfiction. Disclaimer: Daemons of the Shadow Realm and its canon characters belong to their respective creator(s) and copyright holder(s). I only own the original characters and original content created by me for this fanfiction. This is a non-commercial fan work made for entertainment purposes only.

Hiiii! It's your friendly neighborhood Ivan Yosano here! Yep, I know it's a bit weird to have ME writing a book, but this is actually just my diary. I thought it might be cool to post it, so I wrote it all down here so the world could know my life story. ;) Nothing is what you'd expect. It's the most pointless life story that you ever did read, but at least I've got a good sense of humor. I hope you enjoy a wacky, nonsensical story centered around yours truly! Sayonara! (P.S. Jin's cooking is really good, by the way. You should totally try it sometime.) "Notice Persons attempting to find a motive in this narrative will be prosecuted; persons attempting to find a moral in it will be banished; persons attempting to find a plot in it will be shot. BY ORDER OF THE AUTHOR" -Mark Twain

Hello! So, the thing is, I have 10 OCs and I absolutely adore them all, so I thought "Why not share them?" So this is a story book of my random OCs. I have a hard time keeping them in order myself, so this will help me too for future reference. Also, at least one of my OCs has a (in my opinion) rather cool back story and maybe I'll write it down. Who knows! Personally I don't care if nobody read this

BOOK 1 OF THE HIDDEN PERSONAS UPDATED EVERY 2 WEEKS When the world around you is an illusion... What is reality? Luca Gray is no stranger to secret identities. How can he be, when he dons one everyday? He is not human, not even close. There is another world that humans have no clue of, one that he is part of. A world filled with different races, such as Vampyrs, Daemons, Nix's, Elves and more. Luca is a Fae, and his role is a Guardian - specifically, an Illusionist. His job is to protect the secrets of the Otherworld along with other fellow Guardians. He creates and weaves Illusions with song and magyk, stepping the Barrier between the human world and the Otherworld, making sure that the humans never truly believe in the existence of their kind. With just a bit of effort, humans are fooled into thinking that their world is reality, never knowing that there's a carefully constructed illusion, barring the real world from view. But things aren't going so well. Armageddon is rising, with uprisings from different worlds within the Otherworld, and it's starting to leak past the Barrier, with various odd sightings being told. Races are weakening, the rising of Armageddon stealing their magyk. It's up to Luca to make sure that the end of the world doesn't come past, all the while making sure that the humans don't know. So he goes to the world of humans, on a mission. Make sure there is no sign of supernatural, make sure that the humans don't suspect anymore than they have. Because if they do, it will be devastating. Can Luca keep his secrets in the world of humans, while keeping peace in the Otherworld? With his Illusions, magyk and wit, can he make sure that Armageddon falls? Good luck, Lucaryth Daexisys, Luca Gray. You'll need it.

Three years after Secret War. Attelus and the other survivors are sent to investigate the war-torn world of Sarkeath. With Attelus' hallowed heroes, the men of the Velrosian 1st fighting on the surface, it's personal. Especially when their leader, General Tathe, had ordered a successful Exterminatus months before. Is this yet another scheme of their shadowy foe? Or a dead end? Will be published on Royale Road.

Everybody thinks of Hell as this hot, lava filled place for the torture of souls. Strictly speaking, that's not all Hell is. Hell is also a home to the many daemons, devils, Drakes (Dragons), wizards, witches, princes, and the Seven Deadly Sins that reside in Hell. We keep Heaven in check, balancing every good deed with an evil one, and removing the people that tip the balance. I'm Artemis, the master Assassin of Hell, a half Daemon and Angel Hybrid and the holder of the Sin Lust, and the giant Daemon standing over me watching me write this is Lucifer, my boss, Satan, Lord of Hell, the holder of the Sin Wrath and an overall teddy be--, I mean, fearsome ruler. He has kindly allowed me to write this to outline the lives of those in Hell. He says he might even add things here and there, to keep me truthful he says. So, forget everything you know about Hell. And welcome, to the madness. !!WARNING, WARNING, WARNING!! THIS BOOK WILL CONTAIN SWEARING, MILD SEXUAL SCENES AND SOME GRAPHIC IMAGERY. IF YOU ARE SQUEAMISH, EASILY OFFENDED OR UNDER THE AGE OF 14 DO NOT READ THIS BOOK. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

The supernatural community has been outed since World War 2, it now works hand in hand with goverments of countries all over the world to keep their human citizens from discovering about the supernatural community. A group of humans calling itself the Modern Inquisition has uncovered this secret and has started hunting newly ascended supernaturals. Marcus Grey lost his friends to this group and has vowed to revenge his friends by killing all the members of this group. To get his revenge Marcus has to join an organisation Called THE ORDER which polices the supernatural community because he will need The Orders vast resources to revenge his friends and finally be at peace.

you'll find this story to be over dramatic and cliche at times, but trust me when i say it's the point. i attempt to mimic some fantasy writers and tropes, but it gets less cringey as the story progresses, i promise :). also i'm gonna change the cover soon i just dunno what i wanna do for it... ╱╲❀╱╲╱╲❀╱╲╱╲❀╱╲ Besides his unusually ethereal appearance, RJ feels as though he's a perfectly normal 17 year old. That is, until he's forced to move from Chicago to Japan after his mother dies and he begins having strange dreams. Elves, daemons, angels, faeries, and satyrs haunt these dreams and leave him feeling weirdly out of place in his new home. Soon the dreams shift to hallucinations and eventually reality as RJ discovers that he's destined to be crowned God of Gods. The problem with that is he has no clue how to do anything with his newfound abilities, and he has a much stronger opponent also fighting for the title. As he discovers more and more about himself, his mother, and the world around him, RJ slowly realizes his potential and what he must do to fulfill his title.

"So tell me Conner, what's your Daemon?" Tori asked. Conner rolled his eyes and sighed, it figured they'd be asking that. They only wanted to know if he'd be use in battle. What was the use of recruiting people if their Daemons were something useless like a rabbit? They wanted something with fight, something with power. "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." Conner said with a smirk and looked over to her. Tori tilted her head. Tori smirked, sat up straighter and nodded. "Deal," She agreed and waved her hand through the air. Wisps of fiery red slipped off her fingers like smoke from dry ice and almost like fur was mixed in the smoke as a large transparent tiger materialized next to her. It shook off and stretched as it solidified. "I've named him Nadir. Pretty isn't he?" Tori said with a pleased grin. Conner rolled his eyes at the thought of naming ones Daemon. "Now you," OR In a world where everyone's soul is a physical animal and where modern comforts such as cars and the internet is looked down upon as evil and toxic, a special boy is born. Merle Arnos at thirteen years old is sent off to fight a ten year old war with a grave and undeniable handicap. He was born without this animal, he was born without that lifelong companion everyone else has taken for granted, he was born without a soul. ~~~~ ATTENTION - Until I can find my notes I can't continue the story, there is an important POV switch, and I can't remember things that happen in that switch and just ugh... ~~~ Content - BxB and BxG

Lyra and Will AU Lyra got captured by the magisterium, that was four months ago, she's been undergoing intense torture and daemon torture. She's at breaking point their aim to break her will to want to fight back. Will, Lee, and their friends are trying to get her back will they do it in tile or will Lyra have scars To overcome and how will Lyra's connection with will strengthen and will the prophecy be fulfilled

"I only knew two things: that this moment would last forever and that I loved him." Irieella is a hard case to crack. For almost a month she has been enduring the name calling and hidden tensions that makes up her new mysterious correctional school, yet not a tear has slid past her eyes. Known for her love of Shakespeare and loathing for reality, nobody finds her interesting enough to engage in polite conversation. The insults come easier. Yet when two new students arrive at her school, Irieella is forced to come back to a painful reality. She struggles to face the ugliness in her past and the black void that is her future. And every time she attempts to get lost into a world of Shakespeare's creation, something tears apart her fake reality. The world is fraying at it's edges. The thunderous malstorm of Heaven wages war against the fiery pits of Hell. Two Angles in training attempt to save Irieella from the worst of it. Everyone screams for their own pitiful lives or the lives of their loved ones. The world searches desperately for a savior. Questions of "why" and "please" fill the prayers that fly up to the sky. But nobody asks the right question. Who is Irieella Davies? And What has she done?

Call them what you want. Daemons, spirit guides. I call them The Voices. The Voices in my head. Twenty Seven of them............

A companion to The Rising (also on Wattpad). Enter the World behind the Logic Veil. Faerie and Psychics and dread Magi too. The Rising has come and if they do fail, It spells, almost certainly, Humanity's Doom.

He found her with her throat slit, sitting on the dusty storeroom floor, the bloody knife clutched in her delicate hand. Her eyes stared at him like they begged him to help her. Her mouth opened like she was about to call for help. In her hand was clutched a single piece of ragged and torn paper. On it, she wrote, "Daemons." And so his world plunged into another. X~X~X~X Meet Alex. His life got a brutal wake up call when he found the love of his life murdered on the floor of the store they both worked at. When he realizes his world is just an illusion, his crazy adventure begins. His pack of avengers to revenge the death of his beloved include a fiery fae named Lux, the half-werewolf Rex, and the shy genius of a pixie, Moxy. What adventures will this little group encounter on their quest for vengeance?

How do you survive an intergalactic war? Find a sentient spaceship and start fighting on the right side? But how do you know they are the right side? Are the Alliance really the benevolent civilisation they seem? Ris, a fourteen year old psychic, is finding that even with her psi abilities it is hard to know just who is telling the truth. Is she simply a pawn in a bigger game? And more importantly will she survive it?

Two girls, one named Eve the other named Ava. Friends since birth, and are now living with each other. Not to mention, they're also living with five hot daemons guys. ... Wait what?!? (This Minecraft Roleplay belongs to Aphmau)