Aries #demon Novels & Stories

"Don't worry, nothing's going to happen with me around." Arsi trembled from head to toe as he said, "I do hope that you'll be able to help us get rid of the Night Demons, but they're a lot more complicated than you think. They move incredibly fast and can also jump really high. My friend and I ran into one at the parking lot last time. I would have died if my friend hadn't shot the Night Demon with a sniper." "Oh? Why didn't you ask your friend to come along tonight?" "He's…"

Hey, Big Demon, can this body. Big Demon... Big Demon? He’s... about to die too, isn’t he... Since Levi blew away the eighty thousand cavalry, dark clouds covered the sky over Crepuscolo, the power of thunder gathering. Arista, who was transformed into a fairy by her master, had never experienced a thunderstorm, and just looking at this thunder was terrifying enough. She was extremely worried. “Big Demon, should we leave Crepuscolo now? I know you’re powerful, but the prestige of Crepuscolo is not like yours. If you accidentally hit them, then what...”

STR-186 DEF-155 DEX-31 Speed-56 AGI-56 Mana-150 INT-30 [Skills- Perception(Mystic) Fire Art( Unique) Dark Vision(R) Dual Blade Mastery(Unique) Demise(Unique) Monarch's blessing(Epic) Feral Lunge(Mystic) Hunger For Blood(Unique) Recharge(Mystic)] [Necromera- Mystic rank] Name: Nero Level 33 Race: Demon Element: Fire EXP: 0/80000

The movement was so easy, so familiar, that it made my heart ache. “They crawled to one another, and swore their love would live on with their dying breaths. But they did not die that night – and they never would. “For the invaders had toyed with fate, and had cast free a demon, making a deal with it in order to secure their position on the continent. The demon was a wicked thing, shaped by evil hands into a being of curved claws and drooling fangs. And as Arcarius drew his final breath, the demon offered him a deal.

Although they don't look like ordinary people with different hair colors, eyes, and species, except for Camila, I'm not afraid of them. I'm having a good time chatting with them, and I learned much about who they are. Saye, Arlo, and Jippis are demons. I thought demons were scary and ugly looking, red with horns, and had a snake-like tongue, always red and surrounded by fire to represent hell that wants to eat your soul. You always see them on Halloween posters or costumes; Saye, Arlo, and Jippis don't look like that. They don't look scary at all. I feel like they came out of a comic book, like a superhero.

Daisy said more gently, "the demon you made a deal with is my father. And he's coming here tonight." "Your father?" Ariana said, confused. "But you're just a werewolf pack member." "No," Daisy said. "I'm half-demon. And my father is one of the most powerful demon lords in Hell." Ariana stared at Daisy in shock. "If you're his daughter, then why are you stopping me? Shouldn't you be helping me destroy this pack?" "Because I choose to be good instead of evil," Daisy said. "Because these people are my real family now."

I thought her Powers was locked, could this be reality? I ran close too the door, trying too open it, but the door refused to open, and I knew my days were over. I heard a snarl and I turned around, it was Ariana, she didn't look like a normal werewolf, no. She looked like like part werewolf part human. Her eyes were purple in color and when i saw this, I ran too where the weapons were kept, and i began to look for a yellow wolf's bane. But as I turned around, I felt a sharp cut in my throat, and I stood in my position, shocked and surprised of what was about too happen.

I strained, overwhelmed by the feeling of Aria’s fingers caressing my sensitive appendage. Siren/demon hybrids didn’t have wings. Our genes would remove things that would make it difficult to function naturally. Demon wings weren’t great for swimming, but tails didn’t cause problems. Aria froze. “Um… maybe we should just do the sealing in human form. I think we’ll have less to try and manage that way.” I looked up at her. The confident, sensual Aria had disappeared. That loss made me sad. The Aria that could have been was muted by what she’d lived through. What was she hiding and who did I have to kill for doing it?

The demon swiftly blasts at them. Arogonut jumps in front of the Demon as he rams a punch to the air aiming at the demon's jaw. Hejab the demon with a punch. Historia swiftly assisted as he grabs the demon by the leg, and Arogonut by its body. They lift the demon above their heads, the demon opens his mouth and hands firing a blasting at the duo. The heat begins to burn their armor in close proximity to their body. The duo swings the demon with a sheer force of strength outside the city walls.

There have been, after all, summoners who’ve woken up one day to find that their demons refuse to answer to their call. When Ariadne’s turn came, it was almost as though she needed no coaching. Quiv had barely given her an instruction when the crystal burst a bloody red and spat out enough smoke to fill the circle before her two times over. The aged instructor smiled at it, and when the smoke dispelled, it revealed a demon that looked like a six legged dog with two eyes, a milky fur and the size of the Vesimae that began the summoning lessons. “Ah,” Quiv grinned. “A Canifrae. Quite rare for a first summon. Your reia must be most exquisite.”