Astrology Demons Novels & Stories

"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.

“Should I take a whip? An oath, you beast!” The demon growled deeper, baring his fangs, but I squeezed my arm, making it clear that he was about to get a sock in the jaw instead of fresh bodies, and he finally submitted. “I swear on the blood and power of my kin that this night, I shall not harm the one who has summoned me.” “And?” “And I shall not harm anyone except for those he orders me to.” “Until...” “Until I leave this world!” The demon was furious; red sparks appeared on his wolf fur, his skull gleaming with reflected moonlight. Had I forgotten that part of the oath, he would have found a way to use it against me. Demons are masters when it comes to such things.

Angelic Demon episode 14 A phone call interrupted the sad atmosphere. They were all sitting on an arm chair in Roderigo's room. Hands on their cheeks, tapping their feet closely, they were too worried to go home. There is a killer on loose. This was not there first time working overnight so it was not a big deal to them. The last time they worked overnight was when an antique was stolen in a museum. The collected who reported the incident got killed as well as other people. The investigation lasted for months and they all lost something very valuable to the killer. The thought of losing again made them shiver.

Archmaster stated. Celestia is in great distress and chaos right now according to the Archmaster early this morning because of the demons that are continuously ravaging our motherland. The Nine Demons of Hell were unsealed years ago in Celestia because of some mages who lusted for great power. They wanted tremendous amount of power and magic that can make them rival a god. But it turned out to be a big mistake.

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."

He stood at the entrance, ready to embark on his daring quest. As he approached the gates, the shapeless demons sensed his presence and began to materialize, their forms shifting and contorting in the darkness. Their eyes glowed with an eerie light, and their mouths twisted into wicked grins. Azazel knew that defeating these demons would not be an easy task, but he was prepared to face any challenge to reach his love Azrael.

Presented inside the circular pentagram are the Shamans that represent the 12 Zodiac Gods and aligning themselves to the constellation above that represents the pattern for the forging of the demon’s offspring. With the clan leader carrying the child in her hand and the shamans chanted the sentenced spell, the flame begun to erratically dance left to right and vice versa. Noting that the demons are outside the boundary of their Villa’s protected spell, the wolf’s howls as the hunters begun fending and fighting the class S demons that emerge from the shadows and underground. With the blood moon that’s giving the demons additional strength and power, the battle outside is getting tougher as th

"The Sabbatic Goat." "Who the hell is that?" I blurt out, ignoring the goose bumps rising on my neck. Dominic slowly gets to his feet, bringing his eyes to mine, concentrated yet still far away. "A demon." His tone is low and deep. "He represents the sum total of the universe...male and female, good and evil, the equilibrium of the opposites," he pauses, looking down at Samuel and Laila, "the Gemini, That is why..." he trails off.

What is Pete actually planning to do to me at that ceremony? I move to the small bookshelf in my room, searching for anything about demons or dark magic. Most of the books are romance novels and etiquette guides, useless for my purposes. But tucked at the back, I find a thin volume on supernatural creatures. I flip through pages frantically until I find a short section on demons. The text is brief, clearly sanitized for general reading, but it gives me fragments of information. "Demons are entities from the Lower Realms, capable of manifesting in the physical world only through complex rituals. They require anchors to maintain corporeal form and powerful vessels to contain their essence."

"In the prophecy we have the moon flower as mother, darkness as the demons and the Lycan demons as the imbalance" "Don't forget we are hope and Fate and mother is also Peace" Did I forget to mention that Cage and I were having a bonding moment in my room like teenage girls. "Ugh where ever is Davis when you need him, how long does it take to find a seer witch" "Very long Lissa, she has a reputation for being an invincible hag" "Ugh!!! What else have we concluded" "Oh! Do you mean from that really touching story from our dear brother Devaro, it's quite obvious that the demons have to go"