Ashen Demon Novels & Stories

At the conclusion of my story, Asher’s snarl split the air. “We’ll slaughter them all before they get the chance to enslave you.” He ground out, his eyes flaring, and jaw clenched. Seeing the look of worry on Zeke and I’s faces, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “It’s alright, I’m in control. The witch said you made Breyona into a shadow creature?” Zeke chimed in, reluctantly dragging his eyes away from Asher. “Don’t you have to make deals with them to get them to listen to you?”

“I thought the gods buried her deep enough.” I looked at him then—not as a threat, not as a stranger—but as a sibling. A broken boy trained in shadows and raised on silence. “Tell me everything,” I said. And he did. Ashen had been born first. She was older than both of us. A child of prophecy, of lunar fire and bloodstorms. But the moment she was born, the seers saw death. Not just war—extinction. They said she’d burn the whole bloodline down.

“The atmosphere here is different, ‘’ he said, and I noticed his voice got deeper. I looked at him and he changed to his demon. There were two black horns by the side of his head. I can’t see him fully, but I know his skin is slightly red, and he is bigger. Then his body lit on fire a little, but it didn’t burn me, instead it warmed me up. The clouds cleared up and my mouth wide opened in shock as I looked at what was in front of me. Everywhere was red, the clouds were red and I could see the hills and they went way back. The air smells like death and the worst part is I can hear the cries of pain and agony that send a dark shiver down my spine. Suddenly, I don’t want to see hell anymore. As

"Then you must know that there are demons who carry out the suffering of the people who are doomed there, yes?" "Yes," "Well-" Cleon steadied himself on the seat. "One of this demons, is called Aszres." Leonidas stared at him. "It sounds familiar. I think she mentioned him but I was barely able to pay attention. Who is he?" "He is from Tartarus. He is called the demon of despair here," Cleon replied. "He is the type that feeds on every single negative emotion and thoughts that you have, making you think that everyone around you hates and wishes you dead while you neglect other necessary needs for yourself. You would be too deep in fear and hate to go close to anyone or take care of yourself

Beneath the glass-like surface of her skin, the Shadow Heir was visible—not as a child, but as a swirling vortex of violet smoke and jagged, infantile limbs that moved with a predatory speed. "I don't care about the risk, Rhea! I’m not leaving you to rot in this tomb!" Ash shouted, his voice thick with the desperation of a man who had already sacrificed his soul to reach her. He stood at the edge of the altar, his charred, skinless hands trembling as he reached into the violet flames. "I’ll burn until there’s nothing left if it means I can pull you out of this!"

Suddenly the door opened with a bang at that time and asher also appeared to us, he walked as if he didn't see us. "Everyone because of the return of what they call a demon that takes souls so that he can become stronger whoever he is. You are his number 1 target your weakness is his target so we need to do a faster action, I see that you are getting stronger but still not enough." Don Adonis said to us as if he said that angrily he almost hit his fists on the table but he just smiled at us. he is confusing to look at. "Maybe they need to be given more severe trials, they are still weak." Asher said while now leaning against the window, he didn't really sit with us.

Chapter Hundred-Fifteen Awake Asher In an instant, the cremator was pushed open, and as I rushed to her unconscious body, sweat beads formed on her forehead and all over her body for being suffocated for so long. "Prince Asher, what are you doing? That girl right there is a demon.. Grey spat, as my features tightened.

Likewise with Ashley, in the book Dannie gave her, he made a big red circle on Ashley's photo indicating that this old woman was very dangerous. She was very good, so good until she did not hesitate to kill someone under various pretexts of penance from the people she killed. She also has a lot of cunning ideas in her head, which she often whispers to other, so she doesn't have to get her hands dirty. Sony's mother, who is also Jhon's lover, is also a waitress recommended by Ashley and she is also suspected of being the mastermind behind Sony's mother's death. In essence, according to Dannie, Ashley is a demon in the form of an angel.

“Ronan’s grandfather. The Demon King.” A slow smile curled his lips. “Please, call me Ash.” I blinked. “Ash? That seems a bit… literal, don’t you think?” He chuckled, rich and slow like wine spilled over velvet. “It’s meant to be. Easier for you to say than my full name. Mortals butcher it so horribly.” “What is it?” He pushed off the wall and began walking toward me, unhurried. “Glasya-Labolas.” I snorted. “Yeah, okay. Ash it is.”

"What happened to you?" That was a damn good question. Now that I was getting a better look, I could see that he was more like a demon than a man. His gray eyes, which were usually so gentle, held the glow of bloodlust as he took in the scene ahead, and large black wings spread from his shoulder blades, stretching out around him to knock away anyone who may have gotten close. "Asher, please speak to me." Leah begged, taking a step forward. "Leah!" I hissed, just as a vicious smile spread across Asher’s lips. Lifting a hand, he let a ball of energy form on it as Leah continued to tentatively move. "LOOK OUT!"