Aries #demon Novels & Stories

Arista’s mouth is still moving as she comes to stand next to Mara, and I can tell that the two of them know each other. I guess trash attracts trash. I curl my upper lip, watching the two of them. Arista looks amused, “Oh, you didn’t drop dead yet? Maybe another arrow will do the trick?” She takes out another arrow from her quiver but while I have one eye on her, my other is tracking Mara. The female demon is inching towards the barrier and anger flows through me when I realize what her intention is. I ignore Arista and jump towards Mara, shoving her away. Neither of them expected that and Arista’s arrow doesn’t hit the mark.

The short one raises his arm and a blood red sigil appears around his arm. The sky is immediately blotted out and replaced with a reddish glow. We’re no longer in the school, just a wasteland surrounded by mountain ranges, probably a pocket dimension. I notice their eyes change colour too. Deep purple. Demons, great. They looked the the Kadath, a race native to the fourth Circle of Hell, but I couldn’t be sure. I wasn’t particularly a demonologist. I held out my hand and my blade, Irunyr appeared. “Before we start, may I ask who hired you?” The large demon replies with as swift blow, one which I barely block. He pushes me back a bit, and I unsheathe my sword. He’s strong, and fast too... I w

The sea of blood had turned into a gigantic blood-colored flower. The Archean Blood Demon was about to be reborn!

I'm facing a demon Lord. ''GET AWAY FROM HIM!!'' Suddenly the tortured demon stared getting up and told the other demon to get away from me. " He is not you're equal. That demon is a member of Elite class at Ragnarok Academy and an Arch Demon'' Random:(Arch Demon at his age!!. No wonder his abnormal strength) Kiri: Ban, we're leaving. She seemed worried. I understand. She did not want me to get involve any further. Lisa did warn me from getting too close to the Academy and their students. I'm pulling out.

Such an ungentlemanly fellow ! "what are you?" she asked the lingering question in her head. "You don't look human" "I'm not" "Then what are you?" she pressed. He gave her one of his smirks as he smacked his fangs, "what do you think?" Arianna thought for a while, "A demon?" Damian laughed, "how would you know? Ever encountered one before?" Arianna shook her head, she hasn't but it felt like he was, "then what are you?"

"He comes. He always comes to meet me in the dark. I don't know what he will do. I always dodge and ask the wizards for help to provide guards in my house, but unfortunately, it doesn't affect him. He did something to me, but I don't know at all, only a voice so scary with a trident that he always held. "I've been avoiding. But he still found me. And this is why I didn't see you. Those cursed people terrorized me. The demons who are against the Moongoddess! He just said that his name is… Aries. With that demon. I don't even want to die!" Diandra balked, but her eyes were getting darker and darker. "Please protect Jordan. Aries continues to search for the child's whereabouts and turn him into

” I say. “Araya is what we call a Nephilim. She is the daughter of an angel and a demon.” Persephone explains. “We believe that the same warlock who placed Einyn on Draydon’s doorstep. I believe that the demon deals in the black market. He captures, holds, then sells rare immortal and supernatural beings.” Dimitri says.

Behind him is a wagon drove by the manticores, a demon creature with a lion body and a bird claws, a scorpion’s tail and wears a face of a mortal with a row of sharp fangs. “Bonum vesperam, this is the child.” A green daemon has appeared in front of the door holding a girl shivering in fear. It was Aria, the mortal. The Dybbuk look at her keenly from head to toe and when he felt satisfied, he tossed a bag of golds to the green daemon.

“Is it because of what that summoner said earlier … that you’re a half-demon? Is that true?!” Janshai lifted an eyebrow. “Idiot … You should’ve known that since the first time you saw my eyes.” Arth took a step back, covering his mouth with his hand. “Bloody hell,” he whispered. “You’re a demon?!” he pointed at Janshai’s face accusingly. “So what if I am?” Janshai crossed his arms. “What are you gonna do now? Kill me?” “No, it’s not that …” Arth quickly replied, then his gaze slowly fell to the ground. “It’s just … my parents died during our war against the demons … and …”

Simple tricks wouldn't hold him. The demon casually swiped his arm, and there went the fire. With inhuman speed, he lunged forward, seizing Hayden by the collar. Leaning in close, Arlyaen exhaled a putrid green puff, teeming with a swarm of hundreds of malevolent, winged creatures. Their jagged wings buzzed and screeched, filling the air with a cacophony of malice, their eyes gleaming with a sinister hunger. "Swarm of... Allura?" Hayden gasped.