Demon Alastor Novels & Stories

Zalakai rested a hand over his chest before he nodded to the lesser Demon, "What's he in for?" "He was sent back after possessing a priest." His father's eyes sparkled for a moment, "An Exorcist." "Not any Exorcist." The shadow Demon squeaked out, "But the Exorcist." He stated. "Rayleigh." Zalakai mumbled softly. "I didn't ask you here initially about the Exorcist, Zalakai." His father stood beside him now, "This Demon had been spewing nonsense about that Witch you have imprisoned."

None of them were caught doing any activities which are suspicious and against him. That's when he decided to investigate the matter further about how she might have known about a demon and how they looked like. His spy bought him one of her paintings and he was shocked to look at the face of the much-feared Demon in the world. Azzazal is the most powerful being in that plane and all the demons are dangerous creatures by nature. No one can defeat him and even Assorthan is powerless in front of him. His painting alone sent shivers down his spine.

Despite the horrible stench, the place was cool yet the perspiration on his body seemed to increase. “I’ve seen and dealt with your type many times, now you must be dealt with.” She walked atop the neatly lined corpses towards the Pastor. Pastor Alozie knew he’ll need a good detergent to wash his pyjamas, whenever he got back to the real world. The goddess stopped abruptly and began to stroke her jet black hair. “You’ve caused enough damage dear Pastor…I’ll deal with you before Saret and the others…” Pastor Alozie only sighed while a flying demon with pointed ears flew between him and the goddess with a loud cackle.

he added at the end. “You think I will let you do that?” the demon shouted. “You’re a fool. No matter what you do, you will never win. Do it, Al.” “No!” the demon shouted because of fear. The demon with a skull mask ran toward Celestro in a blink of an eye. Celestro didn’t have the time to run as he was being choked. But he tried fighting only to find out it was no use. The skull-mask demon opened up his mouth wide, devouring the demon whole.

“No, you are not crazy,” Alastor said about to take a step forward towards her but seeing the expression of wonderment, confusion and wariness on her face, he sighed and stayed put, “Please brace yourself for what you are going to see next.” He said and then taking a deep breath in he closed his eyes and opened it again when Vevina saw that they were once again pitch black. She wanted to ask what was the trick that he was using to do it when she saw that Alastor’s hands that had been hanging on both his sides slowly started shaking. The nails elongated along with the fingers as hair sprouted out covering his wrist and the rest of it slowly started looking more and more like that of a beast’s

"Then you must know that there are demons who carry out the suffering of the people who are doomed there, yes?" "Yes," "Well-" Cleon steadied himself on the seat. "One of this demons, is called Aszres." Leonidas stared at him. "It sounds familiar. I think she mentioned him but I was barely able to pay attention. Who is he?" "He is from Tartarus. He is called the demon of despair here," Cleon replied. "He is the type that feeds on every single negative emotion and thoughts that you have, making you think that everyone around you hates and wishes you dead while you neglect other necessary needs for yourself. You would be too deep in fear and hate to go close to anyone or take care of yourself

"I don't care if you're a murderer, I just want to eat." Then that's when I met Jieun a.k.a Ayu, she's also a Demon assassin and she was the one who recruited me and then I met the four Demon Gods, Demian, Seth, Ruthven and Azazel. They are all living in the underworld. They're Demons but they all look like they live on Mt. Olympus, well, all bad guys are rather good looking handsome or just like me, super good looking pretty handsome. Those ugly ones? They are just good, doing evil things.

“What’s wrong?” “I need you.” Bast’s voice cracked. “What is it?” “Please come.” Bast spun on his heel and there was a mix of urgency and fear in his posturing. Alazar automatically followed him. A wary look on his face as he sensed the gravity of the situation. “Have the demons found the stronghold.” “No.” Bast said tonelessly. “Then what?” “Just come.” Bast’s body contorted as he leapt into the form of the panther. Alazareth followed suit, becoming the gray and brown wolf he preferred.

,this time, it wasn't the brown hazel beauty she saw the first time as his pupil quickly bled over, his once white set of teeth now sharp canines as he bared them at her in a snarl, naked rage filling his now demon looking face. Beth who was taken by the sight before her only stared back at Asher's transformation in shock. Snapping out of her shock mood after a while, she opened her mouth to let out a scream but he quickly grab her by the neck with his claw-like fingers digging painfully into her neck. She began to struggle and kick against him, totally unable to breathe as panic rose up to her chest. It was still 8am in the morning and the street were just as crowded with people hurrying ab

When he turned back to the edge of his bed, Blood, the demon version of Young, had disappeared. It drove the man mad that although nothing had been said, he knew exactly what his nightmares coming into the real world meant. Somehow Asha had tapped into a version of herself that needn’t attack anyone headon, the other side had been listening and now they were making themselves known. He wasn’t really a believer of the supernatural until he had met her, but apparently his new understanding was not enough to deter him from repeating the same cycle. Like the idiot he was, he persisted and still tried to spy on her. It angered Young’s new demon to know that the little cockroach was still being so