7th Demon Novels & Stories

As Jo stepped outside the chamber, it was filled to the brim. The higher demons—warlords and lords with curling horns, slit-pupil eyes, and ceremonial robes. The strongest classed demons and their leader, the plague demons, veiled in disease-mist. Lady Bellamira, the demoness of mirrors, with silver glass for skin. Group of Aamon, the smart class whose wings had once eclipsed a battlefield. And a lot more than Jo could remember. Jo’s sisters were seated in the front row, each one more perfect and poised than the last.

She hesitated for a moment but kept her eyes on me before asking, “How do I become a demon?” Her question made me smile. “Usually, a demon is created whenever a human soul commits all seven deadly sins and there is no saving them,” she nodded her head at me in understanding and I chuckled again and shook my head, “Abby, your soul is too pure to commit all seven. Maybe you could get away with a little envy, maybe even wrath, but not all seven.” She shook her head and said defiantly, “You don’t know my sins, I can be a sinner,” she stood up straight in the chair at the last part, she was being stubborn and it was adorable.

Only because he is a fallen angel, everything is full of sad … But that fallen angel had one chance in life that she was given. The roots of the law controversy go all the way back to the fallen angel, Lucifer. He became a corrupt shadow of his former self - a fallen angel trusted neither by Heaven nor Hell. Demon awaiting the Fallen Angel Shaher's revival was killed in battle at the Hall of Corruption by Alphonse. While not a Fallen Angel in the formal sense, it's depressed price relative to the growing fundamental case for silver makes it worth considering.

he admits as razor sharp needles cut the insides of my gut. "Too many who?" I ask, swallowing back the dry lump that just formed in my throat. He looks away, and that's when I know. That's when I know exactly what he meant. "H-how many Demons are there?" I whisper, bracing for the worst. He shakes his head again, and I know he doesn't want to share, but when I take his face in my hands his eyes return to me. "Seven," he whispers, closing his eyes. I have to catch my breath. Holy mother...

His long tongue licked up the side of my neck and cheek. "You know us demons enjoy much more than mere humans, Mortas. I can pleasure you in ways you're not familiar with," he cooed and I rolled my eyes. Did no one know that Dane and Samson had been demons and one my lover. I chuckled and said,"I highly doubt that." His hand cupped my still soft member and I scowled at him.

Gunderson asked. “The incubus knows who and what we are. Speak. Incubus. Introduce us.” Anders commanded. The incubus stood as if he were pulled up by invisible strings. He was pretty pissed about it. I managed to hold back my laughter. “Gentlemen, may I introduce you to the Vasili and Vasilia of the desire demons. Anders Damon and Madison Coto. The king and queen of my people.” He said stiffly and with a little sneer when he said ‘queen’.

His face and voice are giving off a lot of concern as he speaks. “What is it that she was doing?” “She was summoning a demon to the earth realm, the demon might not be as powerful, but it is one of the most cunning ones in existence.” “But if he is not that powerful, why do you seem to be worried?” “The thing is my child; the demon is one who unlocks all doors for the seven princes of hell and if that happens!” he stops talking. “I understand now! So, what do I need to do since I am the cause of these circumstances due to my chivalrous nature!”

Indie let my hand go and let her demon form out, showing off that she was a concubus. There were some scattered applause. I let my demon form out too. All of it. “I am Morrigan, Vasilia of the demons.” I stated while my human form shifted.

He finally realised that attacking blindly wasn’t working. “We’ll see about that” He said, sheathing his sword and creating a single sigil that I hadn’t seen before. “Rise. King of the Seventh Circle. Rise, Astaroth. A black shadow grew impossibly high behind X, it looked like a gate of sorts. A scrawny, black hand came through the shadow, followed by a large head. It was black, featureless and horned. One purple glowing eye was at the forehead and the other was where the mouth would be, if it had one. The remaining body was black and scrawny. I half expected it to fall over, but it stood tall, towering over X and his father. “Contract in order. Possession of demon contracted” The demon god

she lied, badly. After a moment he grunted, "What else have you learned?" "About the different types of demons..." she said cautiously. He stilled. "And do you know which type I am?" "Well, you're not a spectral demon like Jasper. And...I don't think you're a fiery because your horns don't have blue flames." "Their horns only ignite when they go demonic," Sebastian informed her. "Oh, well the book said they are also more human in size." Which he definitely was not.