Astrological Demons Novels & Stories

I intervened, “Asphalt was cursed by the Moon Goddess and he said it's because he angered her with his tactics.” “I think her anger has more to do with how he lends his demonic powers to a witch. The nature of a demon is against humanity, but they do not associate themselves with the beings of the earth until and unless they are summoned or ordered by the Devil. The supernatural Gods hold the responsibility to protect nature and if a demon causes harm to it, they take action. Selene must have done the same.” “So, let me get this straight.” Sky waved his hands, “The Moon Goddess cursed Asphalt to be the protector of the town’s soul. So the one who eats souls is also the protector of a soul. H

I said deliberately, "It isn't your fault. Allison's death isn't your fault, your father's death isn't your fault. Stop blaming yourself for everything that goes wrong, sometimes we just have to accept things no matter how ugly they are." The agony I saw in his eyes made my heart break but I didn't stop speaking, "That's just how life is; one minute you have everything you could possibly want and the next you're being dragged down into this never ending pit of darkness. But you see, the dark isn't all that bad, once you accept it, once you stop panicking, you realize that the darkness is actually a part of you and you can't really fear something that is a part of you. You know, I've always s

“Situations change, Idamus…either way doesn’t change the issue that I need your help with.” “Hmm…” Idamus nodded, as he thought. “I’m just concerned…everything that seems to be happening right now is because of this demon.” He raised his hand in a plea at Ruben’s icy glare as his eyes started to blaze. “Hear me out…if you please…conflicts have arisen within your clan and that of Lord Semenov, you have taken responsibility for the slaughter of humans and the burning of two locations in the South of the city…there is also conflict arising from a werewolf pack up state that your men raided, fought with, killed and arrested the survivors for drug dealing…meanwhile reports coming in clearly state

She was the weakest demon he could find throughout the camp, often times, she would be on the beck and call of the other demons. The structure of the Demons society are of perpetual chaos, competition, hatred, game-playing, power plays and maliciousness. They maintain their natural order or ranks solely through the imposition of the more powerful upon the less powerful. In other words, the demonic society is the epitome of an environment of Darwinian "survival of the fittest." "The moment of truth has come! Oh, how long have I waited. Erza!"

“Werewolves, for instance, are forged from pure aggression. They are expert at winding lies into their own mythology – the Curse of the Moon, for example, made people believe that they needed a full moon to shift. They will say anything they can to get what they want. And what they want is… death. Death and destruction, vengeance and power and tyranny. “Demons are much the same,” she’d continued. “Demons live in the underworld, and must be summoned to rise to our plane of existence. They cause chaos, destruction, but they are – for the most part – mindless. They attain pleasure from the pain of others, but they rarely mastermind their own attacks. If a demon is being careful, it is being con

"Or in a simpler term, praise to the 'god' Mammon, one of the seven demons of hell responsible for humanity's greed and its most selfish and grotesque desires. This demon is called upon by those who want to be above everything else, no matter how. Because you need to understand this, demons are everywhere, but they appear when they are called or summoned. Everything you've heard about demons or possessions doesn't happen just because. It's because they are called by mortal souls with dark hearts. "How many demons exist?" Saying that the snow-haired one wasn't scared would be an understatement. The information his friend was telling him was so overwhelming that he was trying not to break int

"Do not anger Landa, just tell us things we need to know because we've been tasked to sweep the dirt around." "I'm presuming by dirt, you mean the demons hovering around?" I shared a glance with Landa and I quickly take my eyes off her sharpness. "The demons, yes. They've been…released through a crack between the underworld and here." The shock on Vofen's face wasn't as much as I thought would be there. As old and wise as Vofen, anyone could tell how sneaky he could be. A very slimy god that took his adventures and sweet life very seriously. A beautiful god but with a tail that when touched, could melt anything I to liquid. That was just a bit of the things get was capable of doing.

Ashton shook his hand reluctantly, eyeing the male carefully. "Damien and you are?" The Demon's voice as sultry as before. The angel breathed deeply before answering. "Ashton. I'm aware you're here to negotiate the new treaty?" A deep chuckle escaped the other male's lips. "Oh right to business and no fun I see? What a shame. Such a waste." His words causing a light blush to form on Ashton's otherwise ivory skin.

"THE DARK LORD" The Dark Lord is the Lord of Chaos and Destruction, proprietor of the Underworld, as well as the primary patron of Witchcraft. He is the original and oldest and most powerful of the demonic legions, and his origin is to be found in the angelic hosts. His total possession showed evil imbalances, making possible a blend of the two intrinsic personalities inside the vessel.

insisted the other man then sprinkled me with salt again. Do I look like a demon in their eyes? Do I have a tail and horns that only they can see? "What trouble is this, Ando?" asked an old woman who suddenly approached us. "We found a female demon, Old Remi. Help us get rid of her!" The man called Ando reported to the woman called Old Remi.