Aries #demon Novels & Stories

” 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.

“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.

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.

Straight to the point I see. “I didn’t like the on going idea of me leaving here without saying much, I see you most days anyways”. I shrug averting my gaze. Looking back we stare at one another. It seems we tend to do that often. “How do humans do these things anyways? get to know one another.” “Humans?” She repeats with a brow lifted and a half smile. Should I just spit it out? She probably won’t believe me anyways. I sit back in my seat and open my legs widely and take a deep breath emitting boredom. “I’m a demon.”

After Landon finished speaking, he added, "But once the Dreamdemon's out, it won't be so easy to suppress him again. Are you prepared for that?" Aria was about to ask, "Prepared for what?" But then, the Dreamdemon descended with wind and rain, landing on the ground with those poisonous snakes still behind him. He really looked the part of a demon. His face was pale without a trace of color, and his nails were black. He was staring right at the arcane seekers in front of him. "There are Suncrest Sect apprentices among you. I can smell them. I despise arcane seekers like you the most."

There was a black mist coming from Sarah's eyes as she stared at her opponent. " I WILL KILL YOU!" The demon yelled in rage losing its composure. Its tentacles were divided into thirteen and were shot in her direction. "I will purge you!" Sarah whispered. The teen kicked off the ground, leaving a pile of rubble to elevate off the ground. As she dashed, dodging the multiple tentacles, a black mist formed in her other hand creating another sword. With that, she cut through the multiple attacks and performed a few flips dodging others. When she got close enough, she slashed its chest drawing a good amount of blood.

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.

said Xavier, his comment laden with both dry wit and hidden bitterness. Aria's eyes darkened, casting a shadow across their iridescent depths. "I am proud of my brother; he died trying when most of the pack was looking for a place to hide," she mocked. She moved closer to the flower in the bush, and as soon as she touched it, it went black, died, and vanished in the breeze. "The Demon army is a raging torrent that engulfs everything in its path. Those who dare to oppose their darkness, not those who surrender to their darkness," she disclosed, her words a foreboding echo of the world's threat.

Now that he knew that the fierce man in front of him was Caspian, besides being amazed, he inevitably thought highly of Caspian! However, when everyone was fighting to their hearts' content, the front became empty without warning. Except for an Archean Demon, there was nothing here! However, this Archean Demon had a deep crystal color. It only had the upper half of its body and countless arms. Its breath was as deep as the sea! Everyone immediately understood that they had met a big fellow! "Kill! As long as we kill this Archean Demon, our mission should be almost done!"