Demon Dragon Novels & Stories

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

I finally felt alive. “But…” He then put on a serious expression. “We found a rare chemical in your blood. “There isn’t a name for it on the market. “However, in the black market, the name of it is ‘Angel’s Kiss’.” Angel’s Kiss? It sounded beautiful, but I could not help but shiver. “It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet.

Melanie is hysterical. "It is Darius Mel" I whisper still looking at the dragon It has black scaled skin, with a touch of orange on the sides. Its tail is black with a sharp Knife tip which is orange in color. It has orange horns. Its eyes are the same color as Darius, Green. "Thea" she shakes me furiously. "Come out of it. You have seen our king shift before. He is a demon shifter. This is a Dragon for crying out loud" she pulls me towards the room after her.

Asher watched the memory unfold as if it were happening right before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, focused on the dark figure with the massive wings. "Who the hell is this?" he asked Damir internally. "That's Morgana, a high-ranking demon from the Abyss," Damir replied. A beat of silence. "This Abyss," Asher said, his tone shifting. "Where exactly is it?"

I place my arm around her shoulder again and despite her warning earlier, she relaxes into. “It’s Deamartos.” I wait to see if she knows who I’m talking about but she makes not indication that she does.”A demon general spirit lies on this very soil.” Back in the olden days he was a master at war a general who commanded many armies. He won many battles against the human armies. “It is said that when he died they buried him somewhere here in an unmarked grave. He was so harsh and strict his own people didn’t want his corpse anywhere near them.

Understanding my meaning, Morgan practically skipped as she left. My mind went back to Amon, how was I going to break the contract he holds with Astaroth. I summoned the demon. A black cloud of smoke appeared before me. The dragon formed first then Astaroth. The creature was magnificent, fearsome-looking with black and a deep purple shiny scales covered its long snake-like body. Long sharp blood-stained teeth. Black razor-sharp claws dipped in bone-melting acid, protruded through the dragon's paws.

provoked the demon and all I could think was if that idiot had given up on living. He seemed to be struggling to die. What had happened? He had finally understood that he would never leave that earring? This was not my fault! Well... partially, but that wasn’t the point. "Are you calling my mother a brooder?" I raised one of my eyebrows "watch your answer." The demon laughed, but soon hurried to speak. "I just remembered the old stories about dragons." Dragons. I sighed. "I’m a demon before I’m a dragon," I said leaning against the wall "and we’re not born of eggs."

Desert. A little to the side there was a heap of boulders, a bent creature sat nearby and stuffed something into its mouth. Yarsi raised himself cautiously, and the creature instantly lifted its head and looked at him with blood-red eyes set in a scaly face. Thin lips parted in a smirk, revealing an impressive set of pointed teeth. Daemon? Three more humanoid figures appeared from behind the boulders, tall, scales shimmering crimson instead of skin, long tails tapping the stones with a nervous rhythm. They halted warily and leaned forward a little, sniffing the air through their noses. Suddenly someone snorted behind him, Yarsi forced himself to turn around with difficulty - it was too diffi

"So why did you call me...son? Do you want to get a sister, perchance? From the black-haired one?" I shook my head, but Martha didn't let me answer, interrupting me. "Don't play games with the child, ye demon." "If he summoned me, he's not a child anymore, he's a necromancer," the demon's logic made sense. "You may call me Argadon, boy." "I'm Alex. Alexander Leonard Radenor. "Radenor... Is it a country in this world?" "Yes," I said. "Shouldn't you know this?"

Although it was very loud, Marlin was not shocked at all as she had expected this. “How long have you noticed?” Marlin asked the demon sitting on the floor. She dispelled her concealing spells and showed herself in front of the demon. “Since the moment you entered Britney’s mind.” The demon answered. The demon had horns so huge that they were bigger than his head and curled twice. His eyes were glowing yellow and his body was dark violet with mysterious markings all over. Nearby, Marlin could see rotting corpses and skeletons of various races. Perhaps Marlin was used to the smell, but it did not smell as bad as it looked.