Astrological Demons Novels & Stories

A Succubus with the usual attributes—voluptuous body, killer curves, and boobs so big they’d suffocate a lesser demon. "Lord Paimon," she greeted, bowing respectfully. "How’s My Lord?" I asked, trying to sound composed. "On his throne," she replied. Then her eyes widened. "Lord Satan will arrive any minute. If you have a business, you better handle it now." My jaw clenched. Of all the fucking times to visit. Lord Satan—the Bringer of Doom, the Bitch of the Blazing Wasteland—was someone even I avoided. Demon Lords ruled the central dominion of Hell, unlike us Kings who were stuck managing the Nine Circles and our contractors. And Lord Satan? She was the worst.

They perform black rituals so that the devil will come and help fulfill their desires and greed. Unfortunately, all the demons that come must want something valuable. Instead of desires, the devil often asks for the souls of humans who will be enslaved in the realm of death. Here are five horror stories about real demonic and human covenants taking place in the world... 1. Michael Scot, Demon Summoning Astronomer Michael Scot was the most admired explorer and astrologer of the 12th century. He is also a practitioner of black arts who is often associated with black magic. According to stories from people at that time, he formed a group of youths who were taught to worship the devil.

Stephanie was still in awe of what she had seen from Coralis, and she didn’t know that demons existed. “Demons really exist? Mythical beings? Like angels? Do they also exist?” “Demons and angels exist, yes,” said Coralis, looking at the group in the room, the glow in her eyes fading, “but we aren’t dealing with demonic possession here, and this is definitively not the work of coven witches. I sensed a fay signature wrapped around the soul of his wolf. I’ve been able to disrupt the summoning attempt, but we still need to dissolve whatever is possessing his wolf and fix the connection to his human counterpart.”

When the wizard arrived and stood beside Ralin, Leesa read aloud. “Lamashtu was the most terrible of all female demons, daughter of the sky god Anu. She slew children and drank the blood of men and ate their flesh. The bearer of seven names, she was often described in incantations as the ‘seven witches.’ Lamashtu perpetrated a variety of evil deeds: she disturbed sleep and brought nightmares; she killed foliage and infested rivers and streams; she bound the muscles of men, caused pregnant women to miscarry, and brought disease and sickness.”

I changed the topic, “Millions, sex demons are categorized into, incubi and succubi, wrath demons, deception demons, demons of dispute... So many of them,” he whispered. “Ok, well I hope I can be a better leader then Eve II, I'll try but...we should get some rest, we are going to need it for later,” I chuckled “Ok, good night Lil,” he uttered. “Good night Damon,” I mumbled.

It was highlighted by one of arrogance's underlings. The demons glared angrily at him. The demon reigns are divided into four categories, each with its own set of laws. There is Lord, who is the devil, then his incarnate, and then there are the masters, who include Zeoling and others whom he awoke. The underlings, sometimes known as servants, are the last group. They must observe orders and refrain from disrupting meetings! Because of their arrogance, arrogant underlings are known to strive to evade rules. They are quite rude and do anything they want. Most people they've impacted refer to them as having strong self-esteem and self-confidence, yet they're really unpleasant and arrogant.

"Arlo, if someone's pre-Awakening symptom is an overwhelming, uncontrollable desire to murder people...what kind of alignment or class do you think they would Awaken into?" Arlo freezes completely. "Ummmm" Arlo swallows hard, a drop of cold sweat rolling down his temple. "Maybe...one of the Twelve Demons? Satan? If not a demon, then maybe the Grim Reaper?" Whatever it is, he is now absolutely, one-hundred-percent certain that I belong to the Chaotic Evil alignment. There is no saving my soul. "A Demon? Hmm...lacks originality," I purse my lips, thoughtfully considering the options.

His breath hitched, and for a long moment, the night held them — two souls who had clawed their way through hell to find heaven in each other’s arms. And then he whispered, his voice low but sure: “Darkness. Demons. Damnation. That’s what I was made of once. which Tainted my Desires” “But I’ve learned something, Castelle… even tainted hearts can crave light. Even the damned can choose redemption.” Castelle’s eyes shimmered. “And the demons?” Kane smiled faintly, glancing down at their children sleeping soundly at her side. “The demons,” he said softly, “learned to bow to love.”

Silas's voice was edged with disbelief, as if grappling with the idea of supernatural forces at play. Ezra turned his attention to Lady Athena, his curiosity piqued. "What kind of curse are we dealing with, exactly?" Lady Athena's gaze held a mixture of solemnity and concern as she began to explain. "A demonic curse is a potent form of dark magic, woven in a way that links the victim to a malevolent entity, in this case, a demon. The victim becomes a conduit for the demon's influence, their emotions, thoughts, and even actions manipulated by the curse. It's a sinister form of control, and demons often utilize it to spread chaos and further their own agendas."

I could smell them from a mile away and when I encounter them, I vanish. I opened the mahogany doors of the conference room to see a bald headed man wearing glasses. He was formerly looking at some papers but immediately I entered, his head sprang up and I froze. I knew him. Well not literally knew him but he was famous. Some blogs called he and his friends the Yoruba demons. The term was now used for Casanovas in general but if I'm correct, the man sitting before me and his two friends invented the term. They were the first Yoruba demons.