A Demon's Fate Novels & Stories

"She's nothing special" Vivianne burst out smashing the life mirror to the ground and fumes. The human is just as ordinary as every lowlife humans in their world, she could even be considered to be quite an unlucky one seeing she was raised by enemies and not families who will end her life. She is just one of the many who is destined to die at young age and failing to fulfil her destiny but yet she got the most powerful Demon in her web of love. Vivianne wishes she could cut the human life off immediately but Samael is always with her so killing her is impossible.

She wore a white cloak over her cloak which shone brightly under the moonlight. Her gray eyes reflected under the moonlight .. Every celestial being is considered a divine beauty and the fairest of them all. "After thousands of years, you've finally summoned me." Her voice echoed inside his head but he didn't care whatever she was.. He only wanted answers to questions.. "What do you mean by her fate is tied to that demon?" He asked the question that kept ringing in his head for centuries.. "Her fate was bound to that of the demon and she fated to die." Her heavenly voice resonated in his head ..

With Damon and my army in tow, I portal immediately to where the wards are weakest to allow demons entry to and from the realm. This is where they'll strike. Father is waiting there for me, his face grave. Whatever he's discovered, it isn't good. He meets my gaze and speaks before I can ask him for an update. "They've deteriorated and taken over one of the villager's minds. They heard the announcement the second we made it. They'll attack at any moment," he says bluntly, his face all business and ice-cold rage.

“That’s… a terrible fate.” “Yes,” he agreed. “But it happens. Especially during wars with demons. When we fall, we vanish. But when demons are killed they’re cast into the Abyss, a bottomless pit of eternal descent, surrounded by darkness, never touching ground, never finding rest. I’m not sure which fate is worse.” I drew in a shaky breath. “I used to think gods were almighty and untouchable. But it seems even divinity comes with pain and rules.” Zevarion looked at me with eyes that held centuries of sorrow. “Power doesn’t make you immune to loss. Sometimes, it makes it worse.”

As the demons continued their message, their voices interweaved with a sense of cruel triumph. "This one led a pathetic pack. look at him. His head lies decapitated at our feet," the first one sneered. The second one had his eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. "Witness the fate that awaits those who dare to fight us." The third demon's voice thundered, shaking the very ground beneath them. "Resistance is futile, Daphne. Your pack is shattered, and your fate is sealed. Surrender now, or face a destiny far worse than death."

Angelic Demon episode 14 A phone call interrupted the sad atmosphere. They were all sitting on an arm chair in Roderigo's room. Hands on their cheeks, tapping their feet closely, they were too worried to go home. There is a killer on loose. This was not there first time working overnight so it was not a big deal to them. The last time they worked overnight was when an antique was stolen in a museum. The collected who reported the incident got killed as well as other people. The investigation lasted for months and they all lost something very valuable to the killer. The thought of losing again made them shiver.

Wearing his scarlet suit, he had his hair in a braid, sitting around the table. Negotiations ended there, with Ragnar as mediator. - I want to hand them over to the demons so that they never see the light of day again, the demons took them as slaves, as their food with their source of life, they will be their slaves. - The woman said. - Well, you are already immortal, that is a good way to enter the order of Um-Mu. - A demon said. - A series of disappearances and attacks around the forest, in between attacks on churches and temples around the city of Doomed City.

They both stepped forward and flashed from sight. Demon stared in the spot they had been and wondered why Mother Earth wanted to speak with him. He was a demon born of the underworld; even she could not change that. He wished to become a wolf and have a mate, maybe even some pups, but that was not for him. Eventually, he would have to return to the underworld and answer Hades for ignoring his directive about little Leo. Demon did not understand why he had not been called back yet. He could only figure it was because Lucifer was staying put in this realm to be with his cousins, and he could help him if there were trouble. Maybe if he did a good job why here with Lucifer, Hades would not be so

I said deliberately, "It isn't your fault. Allison's death isn't your fault, your father's death isn't your fault. Stop blaming yourself for everything that goes wrong, sometimes we just have to accept things no matter how ugly they are." 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 s

Sir Hans began to slowly; warily take a step back, his sword still raised towards her in an unspoken threat should she try anything, “…to aid your stepmother?” “Do what you want,” she told him, voice faux bored. He narrowed his eyes, not daring to believe anything that comes out of her mouth for even a second–this is a demon we’re talking about, after all. “You wanted her dead.” “Once, I did. However, despite what your kind thinks, I can assure you that death is nothing to be afraid of… because such a state is the fate of all things that which is born. Compared to living, death is honestly far more merciful,” the demon huffs, almost a laugh but not quite, “…it is nothing more but a soul’s sl