Demon Goetia Novels & Stories

V. The demon king, Lucifer Black is the most dangerous and brutal demon. He is the cruel and dark king of the devil's kingdom named Lucifer's hell. The demon of deception and savagery. He loved to kill, and had dark magic that could rip his enemies into pieces quickly of a second. Going against him meant death because he is the strongest demon in the realm. He was merciless and everyone feared him, even his family. His body, his features, and his voice had authority among the whole demons. And looked like he was made for the night of all of its sins... Years of war and battle made him cold, his enemies made him more ruthless.

Surprise, I know. Those damn traitors won't know what hit them when I'm done with them. And as for my queen, let's just say, her reign will be very short. For now, I will gather the demons I need to put an end to this. As I raised my arms, I invoked the ancient powers of the underworld. “Thanatos, my loyal servant, my faithful demon, come to me, the God of the underworld calls you.” A ball of black smoke formed in front of me, this energy is incredible.

Samael gave her a last gaze and decide to take his leave before it is too late, he has only few minutes to get inside the soothing pool Closing the door behind him, Samael went for the only door he created with an entry to the forest directly and went in, disappearing into the other world Samael struggles to get to his abode as the red moon is already showing itself but he can’t seems to get himself straight as the effect of the dark power was taking over him, feeling himself lost to it, his demon being starts to struggle to come out of him but he tries to subdue it and get to comfort The moment he manage to get into his home, his aides rushes to him immediately and help him get into the poo

He is trying to backstab his brother who loved him like his son. And Kiora? Fuck, she is here. That bitch used ‘Demonic Arrow’ and turned Cal against Zac. Demonic Arrow is one of the most dangerous spells which is used to hypnotize people and turn them into your puppets. The people lose their identity and become slaves of the masters, the person who had cast that malefic spell on them. They could do anything even murder as their sanity is at the helm of their master who then makes them dance to his tunes.

He holds out his hands, so I take them, trying not to think about how much larger they are compared to mine. "You should know that I find touching you abhorrent," I mutter. All I can think about is how many people have lost their lives to these hands. "I don't care what you're feeling, as long as it's something," he says. "Now. Try to relax. Concentrate on the connection between us." Releasing a long breath, I let my eyes flutter closed. Being a Demon is unique, it's special. It doesn't matter what most people say, I know that deep down, and through that, it allows me to connect to other's like me. Which is why I don't shy away from the connection between Keo and I.

"I'll keep it simple. A White Giant or not, Deimon Ashworth — you are no match for the Ozeth Alpha." "What?" The word left Deimon's mouth before he could architect it, involuntary, his fury surfacing before he held it back. Romulus did not blink. "Because, Master Ashworth — Jebediah Ozeth is the living incarnate of the demon god Indra."

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Asmodeus ⋅• ♱ They were there, I could see, even if neither Asra nor Callisto noticed me, I watched them. "It’s different" that nosy demon muttered "I couldn’t understand." "Of course not" I thought "you’re too dumb for that". Asra stared at Elaine, who was on the floor, practically drooling in pain. The infant body of that thing the God of angels called "holy" was writhing as he thrust more and more divine power into that nearly dying body.

they chanted. "What am I supposed to do?" Theodore whispered to Gad. "Tell them to arise." "Arise!" Theodore said. The demons raised their heads. Some of them came to greet Theodore especially the young ones. After Theodore exchanged pleasantries with them. Gad led him away. "Where are we going?" Theodore asked. "To pay respect to the great demon elders." Theodore remembered that he had read about them. "They are the leaders of each of the Elements users, right?" he asked Gad.

He barks out a laugh, making me jump in surprise. "What kind of witch are you? Can you not read?" My cheeks heat up more, but now from anger. "I can read!" "Really." He flips the book shut before leafing through the first few introductory pages. "'Demonology'." "What?!" I rip the book out of his hands. My eyes land on the first few paragraphs underneath the introduction. 'Demonology: How To Trap, Capture, and Keep Your Demon. A How To Guide On All Things Demon Related. Magic, Curses, and Keeping Your Demon From Magical Outbursts'.

Her mother was unconscious. And then, she felt a weight in her pocket. She reached in and pulled out the bone-white key. It was no longer glowing gold. It was turning into a heavy, black iron. "If you want her back," Vane said, looking into the pit, "we have to go where the power began. Not the Seventh Circle. Not the Eighth." "Then where?" Elara asked, her eyes turning a cold, dark iron. "The Ninth," Vane said. "The center of the Earth. Where the only way to survive is to become a demon without a soul."