Demon Goetia 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.

In the demon hierarchy, the Seven Sins are the most powerful demons of the realm, second only to Lucifer. “How may I be of service today, my lord?” “Rumour has it that you theorized about a way of making demons immune to the effects of the Mors flower. How true is this?” Gilbert breaks out in a sweat at Pride’s request. “How did he manage to get hold of such information?” he wonders. He indeed hypothesized that it was possible to somehow make demons immune to the effects of the Mors flower. But it is just a mere hypothesis. He has not even gotten the core material needed to even confirm it. How would he announce such an uncertified claim, especially for a matter as critical as this? He is no

Thud! It was also a quiet afternoon at the crag to the witch’s garden. “Help me gather vegetables, Siegfried! Get your cupid’s shaving brush and the swollen fingers to pitch in and help.” The goat-head demon staggered as its shins were wide apart. It had brought a shallow wicker basket. “I’ve named it Herbie, Mistress Helia Baal,” replied the Siegfried, the glum goat-head demon. “Hee-hee-hee,” laughed the black-winged seraph when its name was mentioned, it had been tagging along behind the goat-head.

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.

After all, I ran away from home to be exposed before I returned to Mom's cage. "Come here," he ordered. Like a robot being controlled with a remote, I took one step after another until I was just an inch away from him. I felt so small, standing this close to him. How can he be sexy and tall at the same time? I won't say he's God's favourite because he has so much blood on his hands. Demon was created by the devil. "Touch me, Papillon," he said softly, a dangerous softness that slid right under my skin. "I want your hands on me."

Solomon binds Abezethibou and Ephippas to the pillar (perhaps a reference to the Milky Way) and commands that they hold it up in the air until the end of time. He was in this town along with Asmodeus. Asmodeus . The DEMON of lust, the third of the SEVEN DEADLY SINS, and of jealousy, anger, and revenge, and the 32nd of the 72 SPIRITS OF SOLOMON. Asmodeus’ chief objectives are to prevent intercourse between husband and wife, wreck new marriages, and force husbands to commit adultery. He is also one of the chief demons involved in cases of POSSESSION. Throughout history, he has been regarded as one of the most evil of SATAN’s infernal demons. He is usually portrayed as having three heads, those

"To summon this powerful loyal being, a bridge between your would and it's own must be made. Draw a circle and a replica of the symbol you see below on a floor and when you have done that, come back for more instructions" Immediately, Arianna found a chalk and drew exactly what she had read and continue to read the book, "Now that the drawing has been done, place a candle at both ends of the circle such that they face eachother, chant the summoning spell" Arianna was feeling excited, she was so curious as to what the result will be and she did exactly as she read in the book, but nothing happened. "Perhaps that's not all?" she asked herself and went back to the book. At the bottom end it rea

The demon's dark energy could be felt. In fact I had many doubts about doing this spell. Was it safe to raise this demon from hell inside pack territory? I remember my late mother's warnings. "The Saetani was a very vengeful demon that was wronged. Like a cancer it will devour and destroy anything in its path." My mind replayed my mother's exact words. Well that's why I had a back up for extra protection. The bracelet on my wrist was a protective charm I could use to protect myself from this demon. If the case needed to be and the demon went out of control, she wouldn't attack me. I would be protected.

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

“Submit to me, and I’ll spare your father’s life. You and he will be free after a year.” I stared at him, my mind reeling. “Your pet?” He nodded, his smile turning wicked. “Yes, my pet. You’ll obey my every command, submit to my every whim. In exchange, I’ll spare your father and give you your freedom after the year is up.” I looked at Nathaniel, his eyes filled with fear and regret. He had been a terrible father, but he was still my father. Could I do this? Could I really submit to Carmine Moreno, the Demon Wolf, for a year?