Circuit Demon Novels & Stories

replied the demon. Before Candy could reply, several tentacles shot out from its body and gripped both her legs and her arms. The demon then moved nearer. Candy knew it as the inseminator, a demon that was made to impregnate any captives with Hellspawn. His only function was to bring about the rebirth of Satan upon Earth. However, the recipient had to be a willing host. “Try not to struggle, my dear; I’m sure you’ll enjoy what I’m about to do to you,” said the demon.

Trevor to come and save his life. "Stop it, Dante. No need to get angry with your subordinates. It's not a matter of incapability but rather a matter of life. The demons are indeed attracted to whatever source of energy in that circle hub of werewolf packs, but it's also true that none of the demons going there are returning. None of them gets to pass the word to us," A man walked inside the hall, and the subordinate breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mr. Trevor.

Despite the grandeur of the room, there was an unmistakable undercurrent of unease that even the ancient walls could not contain. El-Kharis sat at one end of the table, his posture rigid, eyes fixed on the other members of the Council. To his left sat Zareon, the Demon of Earth, his massive frame nearly blending with the stone of his chair. His presence was as immovable as the mountains he commanded. To El-Kharis's right was Azazel, the demoness whose allure was as dangerous as her cunning. She avoided El-Kharis's gaze, her thoughts clearly elsewhere.

He didn't look like a demon or a ghost; he looked like the judge who had come to collect a debt that couldn't be ignored. “I am Cassiel, the Arbiter of the White Court,” the man said, his voice echoing with the sound of a thousand harmonious voices. “The Seventh Circle has fallen into chaos. The Law of the Spire was broken. When the dark cannot govern itself, the Light must step in to restore the Balance.” He reached down again, his fingers glowing with a humming, white energy. “The Duke has committed the ultimate heresy. He tethered himself to a mortal and allowed the Void to be consumed by a Vessel. He is a glitch in the cosmic machine. I am here to delete him.”

After all, I ran away from home to be exposed before I returned to Mom's cage. "Come here," he ordered. Like a robot being controlled with a remote, I took one step after another until I was just an inch away from him. I felt so small, standing this close to him. How can he be sexy and tall at the same time? I won't say he's God's favourite because he has so much blood on his hands. Demon was created by the devil. "Touch me, Papillon," he said softly, a dangerous softness that slid right under my skin. "I want your hands on me."

Dominic explained. “So, I was born human?” I was so confused, and he took a deep breath. “Yes and no…” he sighed. "You'll see, a nightcrawler is a very rare type of demon. By the way, you fall under my jurisdiction…” he smirked, and I chuckled. “So, should I start calling you 'Your Evil Greatness'? I joked, and he laughed. “Fucker,” he patted my shoulder. “Now keep explaining,” I said, and he nodded.

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

It’s a risk. “Demon markets are like big shopping centres for demons,” Caleb answers. “Imagine Tesco, but for illegal demon shit. Not many people take these, mostly because demon markets are, in a way, boring. But if we can catch a few, it will be more points to get us up the board.” Talking of the board, we walk past it, and I pause to look up for our names. Caleb and I are quite low down, somewhere near the bottom, but that’s only because at least thirty demon hunters are dead or left already.

“I’m hoping Pierce has some theories. It’s his money and drugs, after all. Maybe they’ve been giving him trouble, and we’re just in the way or maybe we’re a nice bonus. With the Highway Demons out of the way, the Road Riders could take over the whole state.” “Let’s talk to Pierce before we jump to conclusions. But I think it’d be a good idea to have Sherlock dig into the Riders.” Devil grunts in agreement, leaning back in his chair, resting his head on the backrest, and closing his eyes. “Let me know,” he dismisses me. I get up and walk out of the club, immediately texting Pierce for a meetup. When I return to the bar, I see Haru talking with Tessa. Without thinking much about it, I head ups

Like when I'd questioned the guards about the murder, "There is another way someone could have gotten in without the cameras catching them, the thought just occurred to me." He had said. "The emergency generator room at the back. It can be accessed from the outside but it's usually locked. There aren't any cameras installed there. Belinda is the only one who has the key." My mind drifted off to when I'd talked to Belinda about it, "When I came here a while ago there was another receptionist here." Nate had asked.