Archon Demon Novels & Stories

But they were better off used than eaten, but anyhow you looked at it, having humans in the hands of a demon could only mean one thing and one thing alone - death was the only thing sure for them. The only human who could walk in here quite freely was Ben, a man servant to Renard, the most powerful Arch Angel who ruled the world as it was, or at least, he ruled his part of the world. Renard was a bad egg, a rotten egg, you could say the baddest egg. He dealt with powerful demons but never had one for a friend, Angels and demons could never be friends because demons were once Angels too who betrayed their master. Renard was shrewd, but wise enough to know that demons were never faithful, reas

They weren’t stopping the souls from leaving Creation, they were devouring, desecrating and despoiling them. Starved of sustenance for so long, the Archons were brutal and gluttonous in their feeding. They were surrounded by a thick black cloud of Bréostwylmas. Sally saw them swarm round the Archons with their famished mouths outstretched, drinking in the suffering and the agony of their victims.