Demon Daimao Novels & Stories

These demons are not to be messed with as they can destroy you instantly. The book goes on to talk about Hell and some of the more well known demons but I stop reading, knowing I have all the information I need. I go over the list of attributes I have written down and check off healing, dexterity, stamina, strength, reflexes, intelligence and senses. Damian has shown all of those in the months that he's been here. He learned fast, could work all day without stopping, lift the heaviest things with ease and had fast reflexes when it came to saving my klutzy ass. He healed almost instantly and could make things from scratch. He also seemed to sense when something was close by even before I knew

my demons said. Aiden moves back in fear. Dagon and sathanas are my demons. They have no body , they are just like a shadow . An ordinary human can't see them. The most powerful demon I possess is abaddon meaning destroyer. I only summon him when things get bloody. Once he's out no one can stop him. My demon started laughing. "Seriously Damien, did you actually summon us to fight with cockroaches". Dagon said. One thing I hate about them is they are disobedient and playful. They refuse to go when their work is done.

Cocking her brow Sophia turned and felt a slight pinch. "Tada, this was embedded in your spine," Atlas mumbled sourly, holding up what looked like an acupuncture needle. "That was in me!" Sophia gasped. She watched Atlas crush the object into dust. "You are safe for now, miss transporter," Atlas teased. Rolling her eyes skyward, Sophia told him she didn't feel anyone insert it. "Why is a needle called a demon mark?" She asked curiously. "It is a demon mark for death and you were tagged like an animal to be taken to slaughter. Not all marks are made by the teeth," he mumbled with a shudder.

The demon came at him with dozens of replications of himself surrounding Damonq. The ancient ducked low and went under the wall of Kaisers, somersaulted and came up behind the one he was certain was the real flesh-and-blood demon. He’d chosen that one simply because, just once, the eyes shifted toward Afanasiv. It was a small thing, but it was telling. He caught the head between his hands before the demon could spin around, wrenched with his enormous strength, snapping the neck bones and tossing the body to one side. Leon waved his hand at the replicas, giving them a kind of life. Each of the bodies, and there were a dozen, turned to face Damonq.

’ I ask him, settling into the couch to wait out Kenji’s Elders as they look over Jamari. ‘Yesss.’ My Demon replies. ‘My name isss Damballa. I have been portrayed asss a ssserpent God with the voodoo people.’ The way that he speaks makes so much more sense knowing that. ‘Long ago there wasss another Realm, a sssixth Realm, where the witchesss lived in peaccce.’ Another Realm?

Bella let out a choked scream, gripping the dashboard. Lili and her friends climbed out, sauntering toward us. “Look who’s out for a morning drive,” Lili called, her voice dripping with mock sweetness. “The artifact thief and her little maid. Did you think yesterday was the end of it?” Before she could say another word, a new sound cut through the mountain air—a deep, powerful engine purr, close. I glanced in the rearview mirror. Damon’s silver-grey beast-cart, sleek and lethal, pulled up right beside my driver’s side door, so close the metal nearly brushed. He didn’t get out. He simply rolled down his tinted window.

I rattled off, like it were textbook. Damien's face lit up at my knowledge of cars. He had to have known that I enjoyed them, but I don't think he realized quite the extent of it until just then. He turned to me. “Yes, I’m aware, and this is #3 of 20. I have the matching one with orange accents along the bottom which is #4 of 20.” He said, with a smile to die for.

Samson inhaled sharply and eyed him strangely. "I did it as a show of my love for him, unfortunately he destroyed that by doing what he did," he mumbled softly. I eyed them both in utter confusion. Samson saw and sighed. "When lower demon documents are destroyed the demon no longer exists and won't regenerate in hell, so Dane's gone forever now," he explained and I looked at Mortas sadly. "We need to lock Samson's documents up in a fireproof safe immediately," I mumble frantically. Mortas jumped out of bed and looked at us both.

KAELEN'S POV My cock dangled between my thighs and I stood in a fighting stance, watching and waiting as the three demons closed in towards me. Loud roars and ear-piercing snarls echoed through the forest, and the stench of rot hit me like a hammer. The three headed one spat acid and I rolled to the side, dodging his attack with ease. Flames flickered as the venom landed on the grass, burning through it. The fire immediately began to spread as the demon snarled and spat again.

he said, adding more to her headache. "What do you mean by 'what type'?" she asked, her voice rigid and stable this time. "There are five types of demons, Esteria," he said, calling her name for the first time. "Fi...ve," she stammered. "Yes, there are fire demons, water demons, earth demons, air demons, and thunder demons. Each demon clan has its own god, and yes, I am the Demon God of Thunder," he said with a hint of a smile on his lips.