Demon Accords Novels & Stories

Belle declared resolutely. The demon's amorphous form seemed to shift with satisfaction at Belle's offer. Slowly, a spectral hand materialized from its incorporeal body, reaching out to meet Belle's trembling hand in a solemn handshake. The air crackled with a strange energy as their hands clasped, sealing the pact with an eerie sense of finality.

"The actual mechanics of it, not the version in the founding documents." --- He told her in the measured, careful way of someone who had been holding information for so long that releasing it had a physical quality, each piece coming out with the deliberate control of pressure being let off a valve that had been shut too long. The Accord was older than the academy's current iteration by several centuries. Its original function had been a negotiated agreement between the founding wolf bloodlines and the human families of Crestmoor a framework for coexistence, a set of mutual obligations, a system of exchange that had kept the peace in a city that would otherwise have fractured along the line

He looked up as they entered, his ancient ruby eyes softening with quiet approval. “My daughters,” he greeted them, a rare warmth in his voice. “I trust the night treated you well.” Raven blushed. Victoria simply smiled, unashamed. “Very well, Father.” The three of them ate in comfortable silence for a while before Alaric set down his goblet. “The alliances are taking shape,” he said. “Lirael and Veyrin have already begun drafting terms. Even the Arcadian delegation has not rejected the idea of limited cooperation against the Demonkin.”

The demon met every blow with raw, abyssal strength, its claws leaving gouges in the stone walls as they traded hits that sounded like thunderclaps echoing through the hall. "Is that all you've got?" the demon hissed, its eyes glowing like embers as it swung a massive, shadow-cloaked fist. Kai ducked the blow, the wind from the strike ruffling his hair, and countered with a palm strike to the demon's chest that sent a shockwave rippling through the corridor. The demon staggered back, but only for a heartbeat before lunging forward with a guttural roar, its speed defying its massive size.

He holds out his hands, so I take them, trying not to think about how much larger they are compared to mine. "You should know that I find touching you abhorrent," I mutter. All I can think about is how many people have lost their lives to these hands. "I don't care what you're feeling, as long as it's something," he says. "Now. Try to relax. Concentrate on the connection between us." Releasing a long breath, I let my eyes flutter closed. Being a Demon is unique, it's special. It doesn't matter what most people say, I know that deep down, and through that, it allows me to connect to other's like me. Which is why I don't shy away from the connection between Keo and I.

His eyes went to a darker shade. "Appease my guilt?" He smirked. "You think I have time to think about such trivial matter? I'm only doing this as our agreement entails. I don't want you running away later on because you don't want to die. I just want your debts to be bigger, so that you'd have no choice but pay for the price we both agreed on." He's such a heartless evil. Why is he a deity, anyway? He should have been a demon. I think it suits him better.

The manifestation of my existence would have remained silent and unknown had I not met Ace but the dark forces behind him and the force of out connection has somehow awaken the demon in me. "So you're saying that I am a demon?" I asked taking a deep breath. "Well the demon that the world is associated with usually compromises of the devil and his forces but the demon in this context, is you.. you kind I mean" Raven explained sending glances at Ace who has been silent the whole time. When Ace finally spoke, his words heightened the fear of our situation "So when are the others going to wage a war against us?" . A War.

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She whispered softly to her palm and immediately Twinie appeared before them. " Hmphh, I see you're making deals with the devil, sadly, your demon is still an amateur, girls," she looked at them and they brought their palms out and said together. "Dolly.." within a blink of an eye their demons were standing beside them. Octavia's eyes widened, a gasp escaping her throat. 'You gave us the same powers, why?' she questioned the devil in her head. "Poor princess, must have been on the moon already and then we broke you, again, you must be really strong by not shedding a tear, I admire you." Danica said, sarcasm hovering allover her comment.

The kind that forced the world to hold still and listen. Corin’s wing appeared, flaring and stealing my breath. His wing was sharp and luminous, cutting through the air like a perfectly honed blade. His power was calculation and clarity, every thread of energy placed with surgical intent. Dominic’s contribution slithered in next, dark and intoxicating. Demon magic coiled around the seals like smoke with teeth, whispering to the ancient bindings, tempting them to loosen. Veylor was the last to join in. His power stabilized theirs as its core, and it was shocking to me, as I could now see how clearly they all balanced each other.