Demon Dean Novels & Stories

“Stop talking to the guy!” Scott McGowen yelled at her. He was a 30yr old gang boss, with short brown hair and hazel eyes. He lusted for power and in his lust had made a pact with a Demon Lord, which resulted in being given her. She was a beautiful young golden haired demon foot soldier, given to him to do his bidding and aid him in his rise to power, but she was more than that she was extremely powerful and needed to be kept on a very short leash. The great thing for Scott McGowen was that the contract made her, his…in every way, shape and form that he wanted to use her. All he had to do was give her an order and she had to obey it. Of course, Scott was going to use it for that, and the inf

"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.

He pushed me hard, and I fell to the ground. Looking up, I noticed a man standing before me; he was huge, with pure white hair and completely black eyes. He was the scariest and most imposing creature I had ever seen. I knew who he was even by a single glance. This was Vox, the Demon Overlord, and he was in this pack. He walked past me like I wasn’t even there. “Did you do as I told you?” he asked Daemon, his voice calm and yet threatening. “I did.”

Baron introduced Lucas to the old demon, who is 190 years old. He knows everything there is to know about the Underworld. He was there even before Lucifer fell from grace and fell into the underworld. "His name is Naim. He used to work as the minister of the defense before me" Baron told about the old demon staring at Lucas with curiosity. Lucas gave the Demon a nod of respect. The demon nodded back. "So you are the dragon the entire underworld is talking about" Naim murmured.

Hendrix replied. "The demon in me is your lord, Hendrix?" Alex asked, puzzled. "Yes, he is. Haven't you wondered why I am the only one who can make you return to your normal state whenever it feels like you're about to erupt?" Hendrix eyed Alex and continued, "I'm the demon's keeper. Its protector. Your people have harmed my demon, and that is why I would ruin them."

"I imagine so. Which is not good." "Is he the Demon Dax mentioned he hated?" I ask. I want to believe that this man, Keo, who Oliver told me about, was some fictitious over-exaggeration of what a Demon is believed to be. "He is. He's not like most Demon's, killing without mercy, and on an impossibly large scale," Kastriv explains, confirming my worst fears. He is real. Kastriv himself has seen him in person. How horrifying. "He's a murderer?"

But of course, the Demon God blessed some demons with powerful dark magic to defeat the child of the Almighty God, and that is King Warrick, the late King Helios' descendant. Now, King Warrick saw the one who killed King Helios. His anger rose. Then he laughed while staring at Damona. At first, he felt a little scared at the beast in front of him, but remembering his actual ability gives him the confidence to kill the chosen one. He is the great King Warrick of the Demon Clan, and no one can defeat him. Remembering the motive of Lord Invictus, he will kill the chosen one no matter what it takes just to get the infinite powers. And it could make him the most fearful and powerful being in hist

The bond between father and son was rapidly weakening. Caelus lowered his head and let out a weak, broken chuckle. “Y-You… think you can protect that sinful child from me… by killing me?” Slowly, he lifted his blood-soaked face, a manic grin spreading across his lips. “Angels don’t die. I will simply take a new form… and every time… I will come back to kill—” Finn’s eyes turned blood-red. His massive black wings spread wide as he fully embraced his Devil form, power radiating off him in dark waves.

He snorts again and tosses the candle up in the air a few times, catching it easily. "So… you are…?" "Soleus." He grins at me. "Top General to the Second Prince of Hell's army." Did he just say Hell? As in… THEE Hell? "...A demon." "Yes." He catches the candle again before fisting it tight in his hands. "Isn't that what I just said." Holy fuck. I'm going to pass out. Fumbling for the couch, I lower myself into it. My hands are already shaking. A demon!? How the fuck did I summon a demon!? I didn't even know I had that much magic in me to do that in the first place!

The black-robed man was named the Devouring Demon. He was not exactly a living being and was more accurately described as a being that straddled the border between life and death. The Devouring Demon was confident he could kill everyone since the competition lasted for 30,000 years. Within this period, none of the powerhouses on Mount Chaos could enter the Ancient Realm. He was sure he could wipe out the creatures that entered the Sky Islands before the end of the competition.