Andrealphus Demon Novels & Stories

Alexander snorted sarcastically, his eyes radiating endless darkness. "It turns out that your long life has not made your eyes completely blind, Old Fossil," growled Death, pressing the sole of his shoe deeper until Valerius' veins burst. "My blood is indeed not as pure as those of you who worship the moon. Half of my spirit is the abyss of the Tartarus Trench itself. That is why a thousand mortal Alphas will never be able to touch a strand of my Queen's hair as long as I breathe." Valerius widened his eyes in horror. Tartarus. The void where demons and pre-Titan gods and goddesses are buried. Alexander Sterling is a genetic anomaly between the strongest demon spirit and an ancient wolf. No

he said, levelling his gaze at me, “it was an act of kindness. In my humble opinion, anyway. “And, of course, you’ve heard of Haerlyne, the God the Soul Stealers worship. But Anderson told me about another one, a Demon God of Darkness and Deception. Cythraul," he added, and a shudder ran through him. "He was what changed Anderson’s mind about the Soul Stealers, in the end. He didn’t want to live in the shadows anymore. So, rather than killing me, he changed me, and we left together. We travelled the world. Have you ever had tea and scones in a little English café?”

“The only way to kill a demon in Bluemoon pack is through the blood of his mate.” “What?!” I exclaimed, almost leaping to my feet at the impossibility of the solution. “You know, Alpha; just as we werewolves are connected with our mates, so are demons. The mate of a demon is his weakness as well as his strength. To kill a demon, only the blood of his mate can do that,” the Epsilon explained. Disbelief and hopelessness wrapped around me like a shroud. “If you can recognize a demon’s mate, you can kill him,” he added.

"The Phantom has been working in the shadows for years, slowly building an army of loyal followers. They’ve been infiltrating packs, sowing discord, and eliminating those who oppose their vision. Their ultimate goal is to create a new order where they rule over all packs with an iron fist." Sylvester's jaw tightened. "Why should we trust you? How do we know you're not part of their plan?" Alaric met his gaze without flinching. "I was once a part of their organization," he admitted. "But I left when I saw the true extent of their ambitions. I couldn't stand by and watch them destroy everything we hold dear. I have information that can help you, but you have to act quickly. The Phantom is plan

With my stubbornness, I almost couldn’t believe that I was asking a demon for help. “I need information. There’s a demon that I need your help finding.” “A demon?” He sounds interested. His stance changes, leaning a bit in interest. “What kind of demon are you looking for?” “The Gargantuan Dragon of Fire—Gorshe.” “Gorshe!?” Belphegor exclaims. “Why would you be looking for that demon!?”

Great Zap'phiria is the female Lucifer. Her name is Lamashtu "God of demon and beast". Her existence has been concealed from every creature on earth. Lucifer himself is heedless about the fact that he has someone who is as superior as him. Lamashtu has the world in her hands and Lucifer is clueless.

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.

Especially Juniper and Ahlum when they said it. “That’s what Katastrofi is!?” Vera and Freya yelled at the same time, jaw dropped at the demon standing there. Unable to react properly, Tristan began to tell them about the demons. “Mhm. There are four corrupted demons- Katastrofi from Aziel. Delora from Yizar. The other two are unknown to the world.” Juniper and Ahlum exchanged nervous glances, certainly not wanting to tell them they have already met Delora. But those two demons were extremely powerful.

The ground shakes tremendously that all shelters and the gravestones get devastated in a blink of an eye. “I’ll show you the true power of a demon king! The power that defeated Randa who is as strong as ten million Leak!” Leak crosses his arms and lets out something like a black cross as he expands his arms. Alfi enters and negates it by striking it with Tipit. “It is not enough to kill me!” Alfi exclaimed. “Don’t get too cocky!” A horde of glowing-black-root come out from the ground and spread to them at a high speed.

Andras sneered, grinning happily. Andras looked at Edmund with a superior look full of contempt. “A very weak dragon. Right, I was the one who summoned The Grim Reapers," Andras said, grinning widely. "What are you?" asked Edmund again breathlessly. "Andras. I'm a pure-blood demon. I am a marquess, and I lead 30 legions of demon soldiers. If a legion consists of 6000 demons, can you count how many demon soldiers I have? The Grim Reapers I summoned are only a small part of the demon army that I have, not including the low-class demon beasts," Andras said, boasting of the strength and power he possessed.