Demon Gate Spirit Novels & Stories

They all arrived at the portal in unison, Demonya glared at them silently as her wraiths stayed by her never moving past her. "So, my old friends we finally meet, sad that we're not on the same side like we should be. But I'm done trying to get you all to see my point of view." Sabrina clenched her fist as a black plated staff appeared in her grasp. "You came here hoping to destroy us. You were once a gatekeeper like us Demonya, you the extent of our powers, your followers will be struck down easily. Seems to me like your outmatched."

Miaka’s P.O.V “W-what?” I hated that my voice broke, but my mind wasn’t in the right place at the moment. “Hades and Suzaku might both be Gods, but they are polar opposites of each other.” Kaleb explained. “Hades is the God of demons and Suzaku the Beast God of fire. So if you were made from their essence…that should make you half-demon…half-angel.” “That’s nonsense!” I said defensively. “I’m a full demon.”

Foot soldiers demons were generally of a low rank and power level which Ruben knew Kat was clearly not. “She is probably around a level six…special forces…and is a close favourite of one of the Nine, a Demon Overlord by the name of Basille.” “Ah…” The contented sigh that came through the phone made Ruben’s teeth grit together, but his answer that obviously appeased the King. “And her Demon Lord will give up this female to bond with you and become one of us?” “I have yet to discuss the matter with Lord Basille…I have warlocks preparing the ritual now to open a gateway and allow the Demon through so that we can meet and talk.”

Today, Edzar, the 34-year-old man stopped his step by seeing an eerie figure standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed, and it looked out at the giant window in front of him. My God! Thought the guy was about to hop. It's been three days since they met after the meeting at the restaurant, and today he saw that woman is so haunted. Edzar was hesitant to approach, but he had to go that way to his corner office. Finally not knowing what to do, Edzar turned around and decided to have breakfast while the office was packed. On the way back, he saw Dean, his co-worker, the operational manager at the west end of the Tarso Property, exiting his office at the other end of the hall and w

There was no moon, nor could they see any stars. Chilly gusts of wind swept over them, and even the temperature dropped a few degrees lower than it was outside the gatehouse. "Is this the spiritual world?" Rodney asked, terrified. How could he have ended up there? He had never listened to his elders telling ghost stories. However, shouldn't the spiritual world be pitch black with ghosts drifting around? However, the surroundings were unusually quiet. There weren't any ghosts at all. Sebastian nodded. "Seems that way. This is one of Demongate's spells. It instantly opens a passage between the world of the living and the spiritual world. We're currently in this passage. If we can't get out, we

And there's the gate. It's massive, a tear in reality itself hanging in the air above the ritual altar. Through it, I see the demon realm—endless darkness filled with writhing shapes. Demons pressing against the barrier, trying to force their way through. Malphas stands before the gate, his corrupted form massive and terrible. Around him, a dozen possessed wolves guard the chamber. "Ah," Malphas's voice shakes the walls. "The strike team arrives. Right on schedule." On schedule. He was expecting us.

“Is this something worth getting so pleased over? Youʼre no more than a sword spirit that belonged to the Waitara Path at the moment.” “Iʼm not a sword spirit. Iʼm a soul spirit,” the demonic James replied unhurriedly, “The soul spirit is required for the awakening of my Soremsia. In fact, it is the most crucial part of the awakening.” “Which soul spirit are you?” James asked. The demonic James responded, “You got it wrong. Thereʼs only one soul spirit, and we are practically indestructible. “You wonʼt be able to kill me. Only the Nine Caeloros Gods could do that if they exited the Xyrisia Gate and came after me themselves.

"What do you mean by that, Mai? Curse? Evil creatures? What's wrong with this college? What is the reason for this place to be considered dangerous? At most, my friend will only saw the things they refused to believe appeared in front of their face, right? What's the harm on that?" "You didn't understand, Thalia. You summon them. Evil spirits lurking around in this place are only suppressing by a spell cast by a single human. It's merely a negotiation between the human side and the other. They will stay still until the holder of the promise dies of natural death. If you intentionally summoned them, do you think they will let go of this one chance to free themselves, to go unnoticed? No! They

he asks, obviously upset. "I was attacked." "That I can see. By what?" he says a bit angrily. "By a ghoul," I almost whisper out. Bennet's brow knit together. "By what?" "A ghoul. They're demons that feast upon vampire blood," I explain. "Why would it attack you? You're not a vampire and-" "This one I have a history with," I interrupt. Bennet frowns. "Tell me," he says as he lifts me up onto the bed. I sit between his legs, facing him. I lean forward and hug him. He reciprocates.

' I arched my eyebrow. He looked intently into my eyes, checking if I would back out. He must have seen the determination written in my eyes before he heaved out a sigh. 'Dameta is the spirit goddess of the celestial realm, or must I say, she is one of the daughters of the Moon Goddess.' "What?!" I said out loud, not minding if Ismael was unconscious or not. "One of the daughters of the M—" Henry shut me up by covering my mouth. 'Shut up! I told you not to reveal it to anyone!' He glared at me.