Romans & histoires Aries #demon

He is trying to backstab his brother who loved him like his son. And Kiora? Fuck, she is here. That bitch used ‘Demonic Arrow’ and turned Cal against Zac. Demonic Arrow is one of the most dangerous spells which is used to hypnotize people and turn them into your puppets. The people lose their identity and become slaves of the masters, the person who had cast that malefic spell on them. They could do anything even murder as their sanity is at the helm of their master who then makes them dance to his tunes.

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

The gods seated in the grand circle exchanged wary glances, their celestial forms radiating conflicting emotions. Athena, her golden armor gleaming, leaned forward. “They sent those creatures to take over Avery’s body.” Her voice was grave, her stormy eyes reflecting the weight of the situation. “And those were just the zero-level demons. What happens if they unleash higher-level ones? Aethoria will be in grave danger.” Ares, the god of war, scoffed. “The girl is lucky to still be breathing.” His voice was laced with impatience, his crimson aura flickering ominously.

"I can't feel him. Not even when I touched Ayra." "Ayra is the woman you're housing, right?" I could hear the disdain in his voice, but at this point, I didn't give a fuck. "He's gone, Aiden. I can't fucking feel him. I felt the cord snap." "You're not making any sense, Nate. Who is gone?" "Acheron." I heard something crash in the background before he spoke. "Your demon is gone?" "Yes. I need you and Alan here. Without my demon, they'll kill Ayra."

There is no escape. He opens the door and when I see he's shirtless, my breath catches. - You know, I don't know how you can have the name of an angel when you're a demon- he whispers dangerously, getting closer and closer to me until he cornered me against the wall. He puts his two arms on either side of my body, and he looks me straight in the eyes, intimidating and explosive, like a time bomb. - You have the name of a demon, Azael- My breathing accelerates at dizzying speed due to the proximity of our lips.

The person yelled, obviously angered beyond all belief. “My Lord, I-” “Enough! Get out! I need to think!” “Yes My Lord!” The figure promptly left the tent to avoid bringing more ire. In the tent, the man emerged from the shadows and sat on the stool nearby with his head in his hands. His eyes were literally glowing in anger. Outside all of the others who heard their Lord’s thunderous roar kept their heads down. Now that the plan was somewhat ruined they would have to come up with another one soon.

Now he was fighting not to pin Victoria down and bury his fangs into her soft neck. Focus. "Keep going," he commanded huskily. "It said berserkers were the power house of the demons, like the strongest physically. Death demons are the oldest race," she paused, "I don't think you're a death demon though." She knows. "Why not?" "Well, it said they're very rare. And that they can only be killed by another death demon."

Christopher said, interrupting, his eyes on me. I had a feeling the large flying thing Arthur had seen was Abernathy. "It was a demon," Arthur said, his face troubled. "A shadow, darker than the night, with large golden eyes that shone in the darkness, and tore into my soul." As he spoke, he studied the sky. "Are you sure?" Joanna asked, peering at the sky with him. It wasn't that she doubted him. That, I could tell. But she was worried.

Davis thinks that he only wants to sleep with her but I know that it's more than that and this idiot has no idea about it. All my friends are different species. Arjun is a Romantic Beast. Neil is a Mysterious Cruel Devil. Davis is the Sexiest Monster. and I am. I am a Demon, a Soul Sucker Demon but I got my Fire, my soul in the name of my wife, My Queen. Mrs. Maria Daniel Miller. Now, I am praying for my brother's future mates. God bless them and give them some extra power to tame them. I laughed madly at my own thoughts.