Darksiders Demon Novels & Stories

“This is creature has no name, but it’s created from different species. This one has the magic of a siren, the strength of a Baslayer, as well as the intelligence and magic of a Celestial. Baslayers are a subspecies of serpent-shifters. That’s what makes this one so dangerous. There’s a species that is far more powerful than any seer.” Dante scrubbed his hand over his face. Said face seemed to have pieced a puzzle together that he did not like. “Delmars. They’re a subspecies of demons who have the most potent seer-like abilities. If this creature is indeed part Delmar, then we definitely have a problem.” Ziyah nodded and gave her mate a gentle look. Chris and he exchanged a look as well beca

Cosmic Darkness is not a good choice in this kind of situation. “Dark Celestial-Divine Magic: Dark Knights!” I shouted and then, I pointed my celestial weapon that had turned into scepter to the swarm of lowly demons. Many knights wearing heavy metal black armors appeared on the air simultaneously and they came with black Pegasus. They attacked the enemies nonstop, slashing them from everywhere until those demons become smithereens of black ashes.

Miaka’s P.O.V “W-what?” I hated that my voice broke, but my mind wasn’t in the right place at the moment. “Hades and Suzaku might both be Gods, but they are polar opposites of each other.” Kaleb explained. “Hades is the God of demons and Suzaku the Beast God of fire. So if you were made from their essence…that should make you half-demon…half-angel.” “That’s nonsense!” I said defensively. “I’m a full demon.”

It was the same attack that sun god used. “Leave my mate alone.” The wolf growled as the wave of solar energy released around him, washing over the vampire with a wave of fire and radiation. He felt his very being on fire! How is he still alive?! ~~~Samantha POV~~~ Spitfire.... Spitfire wake up.... Ugh I don’t want to get up! You must get up! No Daddy I’m tired, just a little bit longer... and I’m a demon.... remember? If you are a demon then get up and remind everyone why you are called that!

He looked at me and then back to the book. "Who brought this?" He asked quickly. "Jessy's message bird" I replied. "Gold?" He asked and I nodded. "I thought as much. That demon has my sister" he said in anger. " The demon Alpha?" Stiles asked. "Yes," I replied. " He's such a coward," Damion swore. "We need to get her quickly. We don't even know what that demon is doing to her there" I said impatiently. " I'll need us to calm down on this issue. I know how we are feeling but the demon Alpha isn't someone we can toil with. We need to get really prepared" Stiles said calmly.

The fear on their faces couldn't be mistaken. "You know how long it took us to get these goods from the Chinese, you know me and you choose to dare me" The evil aura is sensed in the room. Everyone shook with fear because they know that one way or the other, they will be affected. One way or the other, Leslie is going to die. "I'm sorry boss. They overpowered us." "Who hijacked it" "Samantos" The sparkle in his eyes was replaced with fire. His gray eyes changed to black. His smile no longer reaches his eyes. Evil smile.

The beast was about to unleash its wrath and they could only pray to stay alive at the end of the day and watch the sunrise again. "Boss, you'll have to trust me." The man who was kneeling in front of the throne-like chair cried miserably. But no one pitied him. He had chosen the path of his own destruction and they could do nothing about it. "Trust..." The man let out a chuckle all of a sudden and stood up, forcing the kneeling man to scoot further away from him in fear. "I do not trust anyone in this world, Marco. Anyone but my brother and you..." His smile slipped all of a sudden and as he glowered at the kneeling man while resembling nothing less than the Asura from hell. He took slow, a

They came back to where Darius was. “Brother, are you okay?” Damien asked Darius who looked shocked. It was a sight he hadn't seen in a long time. “I am not Damien, what I saw was pure darkness and if I had even continued bringing it towards me it would have consumed me whole. I know that now. It probably would have somehow linked my mind to it,” Darius told his brother. “ I guess we three would have to discuss everything that happened here and reinforce stronger spells in casting away demons at the borders,” Damien said to his brother.

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.

"No one in The Dark World has been born who can take down our boss. Your time's coming!" "Is that so?" The Dark Demon Lord sneered with disdain. "You're clueless, all of you. You have no idea how powerful the Shadow Demon Shrine truly is!" "Enough babbling. Time to end this. I'll send you both to join your boss," he declared, his presence intensifying as he prepared to strike them down. "I love you," Blood Rakshasa whispered, her eyes closing. "No, don't!" Qemal and others shouted in despair.