Black Demon Shark Novels & Stories

he said, his voice unwavering. He worked for hours, chanting incantations and drawing intricate symbols on the talisman. And as he finished, he placed it in my hands, his eyes meeting mine. "This talisman will protect you from the Demon werewolf's charm," he said. "But be warned, it is not foolproof. You must still be vigilant, and never let your guard down." "Do not underestimate the Demon werewolf," he warned. "He is one of the most powerful and cunning creatures in all of the supernatural realm. His charm is strong, and he can manipulate even the strongest-willed individuals."

His presence didn’t go unnoticed as he stepped into the boundary that the demon had made. It was scarcely a second when the demon who formed from a snake appeared in front of Satan to stop him from butting in the sacrifice Bael wanted. “My king, I hope you will remain calm until the sacrifice is done,” the demon ended arrogantly in the name of Bael, the old bone, full of delusions that he could restrain Satan.

Angels have beautiful bird-like wings, like eagles and ospreys and hawks, whereas demons have grotesque bat wings. When you mix the two, it turns out you get something like my wings, smooth, dark blue, and like a dragon wing. Minus the boney parts and scales. Dad said the skin on our wings actually resembles the skin of sharks, which makes us very, very fast flyers. But what sets us apart from our predecessors, is that the wings can change shape. Quite literally.

The level three are the reason for this war, they are capable of withstanding sunlight and can also shapeshift making them quite deadly and finally the Level four demons, blessed with each abilities of their own and they all answer to their master Hades" he added. "So if we fight in the day time, it is still useless because of the level three demons. What is the point of this war then when we are already on the loosing side" Alpha Jack gave up, he believed they had no hope and he might as well die now rather than die in the hands of a demon. "Level three demons are called scorpions, you can't easily notice them, they lurk around in the human world mostly and feed on their fear making them st

Usually, Delldora's heartbeat is very weak, almost inaudible because his blood is flowing abnormally, different from ordinary humans. "Of course, aren't you a demon?" It was the first and only word that stuck in Delldora's head as soon as he opened his eyes as his “new” self. He doesn't remember what happened before. And only the word 'demon' immediately flashed into his head. Delldora stared at the reflection of his face that was reflected in the mirror. Sharp jaw with a firm curved nose. Almond-shaped eyes with light brown irises that will turn a blood red color once he 'turns'. And of course, perfect red lips and chin.

I answered coolly. He strutted across the room and went to stand in a glass window where the outside showed a good angle of the veranda and the Winner Family pool. He smiled, pleased over something that he saw. I wondered what it was then. What is advantageous of being a demon is that we get to read another person's mind. We can use it for or against them. But before an angel, we are helpless. It is either they have barriers in their too-holy brains or they are just dead on imagination. I prefer to think it is the latter.

I stood up and clenched my fist. “Exoneratio!” I exclaimed then red runes appeared and danced around my body. My heart was throbbing so fast. I gasped for an air, catching for my breath. Black smoke came out from my body and it was slowly forming into a figure of a demon with twinkling red eyes. He’s showing up his true demon form. He has many horns surrounding his head, forming like a crown. He has a long right hand with long sharp claws made of steel. All fingers in his left hand are wearing gold rings shining brightly. “D*mn it! What are they planning to do?” I heard Vela cursed. Goddess Lumia is trying to hold her back. She is just buying us time.

The Demon King leaned back, one leg slung over the armrest, grinning down at me with a slow, cruel smile. He was red-skinned and powerfully built and his body seemed to have been carved from molten stone. Two curved horns rose from his brow and black hair darker than night itself flowed down his back. A short, trimmed beard traced his jaw, but what caught my attention the most was the fact that he was... NAKED? “What in the fuck?” I muttered under my breath as I placed my hands over my eyes, trying to avoid the eye of the monster in between his legs. "Where the hell are your clothes?”

Moreover, the Demonic Beasts living here must be familiar with fire-attributed treasures like this Firebird Core Feather. Wooo!!! In between the large trees, a gigantic jet-black bull with both horns curled up came out. He stared at the five people in front of him with his red eyes. This bull surprised everyone. “This method works, but are we calling the right Demonic Beast?” Yao Shan said while staring at the black bull intently. “I-it's a Level 5 Demonic Beast, Black Demonic Bull” Feng Ying stammered.

The man fell to the ground, screaming in pain while Ares just rolled his eyes and threw the eyeball on the ground and stomped on it because squatting in front of the man. He grabbed the man by the hair and lifted his head up so they were eye leveled. “I told you I don’t do second chances but you are someone I’ve known for so long so I don’t want to kill you off just like that but if you don’t find a way to get me rid of this demon the next time we meet, I won’t just be taking away your other eye but also your life. Got that?” He pushed the man to the ground as he stood up then turned to Cornelius with a groan.