Dark Demonic Art Novels & Stories

I leaned closer, waiting for another kiss, but his next words scattered everything. “I don’t want to let you go, beautiful, but I have to. Dravon is already waiting for you.” I blinked twice, my head slowly wrapping around what he was saying. “What do mean, Dravon…” I trailed off, “Who are you then?” My heart pounded with every word. He smirked again, that beautiful curving of his lips. “I am his demon, Hell.” My jaw dropped. I tried to pull away from him, shame rushing through me.

Raven went on with the ritual. A dagger was pointed below Angelica's neck. The mercy that was once in Raven's eyes has ran away from him. Raven was now in his completely demon form. His inky hair grew more longer as it poured down messily over his face, spreading above his shoulders. His eyes became red and his nails lengthened. The dagger was used to slit Angelica's throat. The flaming eyes of Lucifer was shot closed as he prevented himself from seeing the scene. Blood profusely came out from the slitted part. The blood made it's way into the bowl mixed with the incense. The blood sent into the incense made every dead creature and paintings on the wall begin to move. All sarcophagus were op

CHAPTER XXIV: I am Home Archmistress Demia stomped her long staff on the ground. Then, a big gray pentagram emerged underneath the cross I am hanging on. She was really serious when she said she will exorcise Mammon inside me. But the only way to do that is to kill his host, meaning she’s planning to kill me. “How dare you hide the truth from us, Cerina! You just have formed a blood pact with a demon? I can’t believe you!” she angrily uttered at me. I lifted my head and looked at her straight in the eyes.

The demon of envy. The last but not the least, the six demon, Beelzebub as Gluttony. Thamer's summoned his six demons who was only sleeping inside his body for almost twenty one years. They would joined forces together to protect their master, the new master of the Underworld, Thamer Reid. ----- " Help! Help!" Diana's voice could be heard in the darkness. The six demons roamed their eyes to the helpless voice of a young woman until they saw Diana with Damon, almost drowned in the cursed lake.

Darkness descended, the sky turning a sickly shade of crimson, and Mia's smile twisted into a look of terror. The demon's presence surged within him, stirring the dormant power that lay within his veins. Its malevolent whispers filled his mind, taunting him, tempting him to embrace the darkness. Alex clutched his head, desperately trying to block out the onslaught, but it was a battle he seemed destined to lose.

It pierced through the chaotic light of the explosion, shot out quickly, and disappeared. At the same time, all the eyeballs of the demonic claws and the whole arm were opened at this moment. In the eyeballs, there were lines of blood that kept wriggling, which was creepy. The demonic flames soared into the sky. Magical beasts, demonic flowers, demonic trees, demonic halls, and other things were constantly being produced. It was as if the world of the underground devils had been summoned at this moment. At this moment, the void in the palm of the Demonic Claw collapsed one by one.

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

Then he closed his eyes, his face shone by the bright light. “Kyrie Eleison,” he cast. The mark on the floor released a raging white beam, blasting through the roof of the high tower. Dethnar screeched as the tremendous amount of dark alar burst out of his mouth. Arth’s eyes widened, seeing how much curse had been inside Lucas’ body, as if no limit there was to the dark energies that possessed him. A few seconds later, the last puff of black smoke came out of Lucas’ mouth. But the demon’s alar was still trapped inside the white cylindrical barrier, from the beam in the floor.

Within the span of a few seconds, the flames vanished, leaving behind absolutely nothing. “Ashes to ashes.” Darcia spoke on a sigh of relief. But I was far from relieved. “Di-did we just…k-kill a m-man?” I managed to stutter out as dark spots began to dance in my vision. “He wasn’t exactly a man. He was a demon and once a demon has set his mind on something, they don’t let it go until they have achieved their goal.” Darcia looked at me with a frown. “Hey…are you okay? You don’t look so…”

He picked up the purple emblem, carefully examining it. "This contains… the secrets of the Devouring Sky Demon Art?" His eyes widened slightly in surprise before a smirk curled at his lips. The Devouring Sky Demon Art was an ancient demonic technique that absorbed the life force of countless beings to strengthen the user—an infamous secret art of the demonic sects. "Well, that was easier than expected!" Chase's eyes gleamed with interest. Without hesitation, he sat cross-legged, closing his eyes to study the manual. He had no intention of practicing the art itself, but by understanding its principles, he could uncover a way to counteract it. After all, recklessly cultivating a demonic techni