Asmodeus Redesign Novels & Stories

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She stood up from her chair and stretched her arms up the air, "I'm calling off the vampires now. Pull your legions back as well. Get ready to leave." "No." Monique insisted, "I can still do something about this. We can call--" "Me." Asmodeus appeared in the darkness, looking more morose than he had been for centuries. After his embarrassing attempt at capturing Tina and the others, he had been laying low, nursing his pride and unable to face Lilith. "I heard what's happening, and I would like to make it up to you," he said. Monique laughed at him, "Oh, please. You? What can you offer me that will turn the tables now, huh? You're about as useless as a rat."

So you can imagine how surprised the two were when that spear effortlessly pierced through Asmodeus’s chest. “You have many questions, don’t you?” Kaspian used his forearm to wipe the blood off his blade. Asmodeus’s blood was not like a humans. It didn’t have the bright red colour that human blood possessed, nor did it give off the rusty smell of iron. It was dark red like old meat and had no smell. It was slightly sticky, and it sizzled from time to time like it was a pot of boiling water. There was no way it was safe to keep something like this on his weapon, so cleaning it was the best option. “Have you ever thought that it wasn’t your charm that was active, but that it was me who did not

No one spoke a word. Soon enough one of the Princes of hell, Asmodeus; god of lust, came out of the lava. He was the third Prince of hell. The top of his head was in a skeleton form with two large horns in the shape of 'W'. One his hands were skulls and arrows. His teeth sprouted out and long which made Dark sometimes wonder how he could talk so perfectly without hurting his mouth. "You decided to pay me a visit, son." Asmodeus said.

I hoped with multiple men, it would increase their chances of success. “Stop worrying about them. Even without reading your mind I know that’s all you’re thinking about. Let me help you get your mind off your mates.” He told me. Asmodeus walked up behind me and began rubbing my shoulders, his hands dipping dangerously close to my cleavage. “A, that may feel good but you’re starting to get a little inappropriate,” I moaned. He just ignored what I said and continued rubbing. “I know you must be thirsty, ready for some blood? My neck is readily available for you.” He said. I thought it over, I may as well give in now, otherwise it will be an unbearably long stay.

The voice inside Rio spoke in a Demonic tone as Rio turned to face Asmodeus whose breathe filled the entire room "Nay....... I think I got him" Rio replied while he fisted his hands and bent his neck sideways as bone cracking filled the room "You such about that huh? Cause I think am gonna have to use the dagger of Pandora on you this time around!" Asmodeus replied and his hands glowed as a red flaming dagger appeared on his Hand. His eyes glowed red while Red-Green wings erupted from his back and flapped fiercely, a combination of his own wings and his brother's Wings. Claws crept out of his fingers while his face became darkened as he levitated.

Asmodeus said getting angry. Asmodeus changed his physique, the change was not the first time he had done it, he had done it against Gabriel and Michael in hell and against, Michael, Rafael and Rail on earth when he was angry to see Orthus killed by Rafael and Michael. Large wings similar to a bat, a long tail with a pointed back like an arrow. The ears are elongated, then the head is overgrown with two large horns and several small horns adorn its head. Sharp nails, and pointed teeth. He looks like a dragon.

He grabbed her hand and tugged her toward the back room. She followed. He stopped in the center of the space, leaned against one of the intact beams, and held up his phone to show her a digital sketch. Her shop logo. A redesigned version. Cleaner. Sharper. Burning phoenix wings merging with a viper’s coiled silhouette. Ashley froze. “This is…” She breathed out. “Ace, this is—” “Your rebirth,” he said. “Your brand. Your city stamp. The thing people will remember.” She stared at it.

This time I was going to have to face his wrath and that was not something that I was ready to do so I decided to stick to my original plan…escape. “To be honest with you Asmodeus, yes…I really did think that you were dumb enough to fall for it and by the looks of things, you actually did believe it at some point. There is no shame in falling for my clone ,I have to admit that is some of my best work and she is drop dead gorgeous even in that ugly dress,”

"You are!" Rademos felt a chill run up and down his spine at the sudden proclaimation of the strange eerie voice. Also he questioned his sanity when he realized the responses were still coming from inside his head. "Stop fucking with me man! I'm not Astraldon. My name is Rademos. And how are you in my head?" "Ugh, that pathetic name! I'm sick of everyone calling you by that name." "And just who the fuck are you to say such nonsense?" Rademos surprised himself with his outburst.