Demon Groups Novels & Stories

“Seems like you’re forgetting the impact of the Allister brothers. One click of their fingers, and they could have everyone on the battlefield asleep. Theo overheard Ryker’s conversation with Ozark. Guess the new enemy I have made without ever meeting this said person in my life?” Rozol’s face twisted into a frown. “A lair leader?” I knew why he said that. It wasn’t unheard of that demons started fights amongst themselves for little to no reason. I chuckled bitterly. If only my problem were that easy. “Even better. Draven. Wanna know the icing on my already fucked up cake? The Brothers of Doom are alive.” I picked up a whiskey bottle from my desk, unscrewing the cap before tipping the bottle

We were not yet ready to take on a mission of this caliber but I knew that once the council heard the same story I had, there would be no self contained. It was bad enough that we were four entities coming together as one. We had the rogues, the pack, the coven, and the Demons. We were four groups that had hated each other and struggled to co-exist for decades now. With all the negatives out there soiling the names of others it has gotten to be hard for each group to trust the others. And to be honest we all sort of hated the Demon Faction as they were well a negative source. They were from hell.

At the deepest corner of that lab, there was a heavy metal door. When Greg saw that door, his legs gave up and he knelt on the floor. “It’s over, it’s all over.” The special forces barged in. Everyone gasped when they saw the scene before them. It looked like a hotel room. There were pink wallpapers and lace curtains. There was also a huge round bed in the middle. Three young women lay on the bed. They were wearing delicate dresses with full make-up on. They were just like dolls. When they heard the commotion, they opened their eyes.

This was where the demon would attempt its final ascension, seizing complete control over Alex's body and soul. Without wasting a moment, Mia and Heartman began the ancient chants, their voices harmonizing with an ethereal resonance that filled the chamber. The words reverberated through the air, a powerful incantation designed to weaken the demon's grip and dismantle the altar. But just as the chants reached a crescendo, the ground beneath them began to tremble. The stone floor cracked open, and Alex emerged, flanked by his loyal followers who had been twisted and corrupted by the demon's influence. Their eyes glowed with a sinister crimson light, and the air crackled with malevolent energy

My group was there to take care of the next one. Soon, Lilith’s army of demons and dead things were pouring out of the portal faster than we could destroy them. Squads took turns at the portal, tearing the demons apart as they exited. Other squads burned the pieces to keep the field clear for as long as possible. When one group tired, another group relieved them. If a demon got past them, it was stopped by the next group waiting for their turn. Whenever a demon was destroyed, the shadow demon inside it jumped into the next physical demon, and it fought more ferociously.

A sea of Familiar Demons crowded the courtyard, murmuring and flexing for attention. Inside, the Monarchy gathered around a massive white marble table with 72 seats—each representing a Demon King, Duke, Prince, or lower. I spotted Baal, the host of the meeting, sitting center seat. Old as sin, face wrinkled like a rotting scroll. On his right, Beleth—a chunky bastard who always eats mid-meeting. On his left, Vine—bald, jacked, and dumb as bricks. I took my seat across them. Belial was beside me, nerdy, small-framed, glasses fogged with excitement.

“Intentions?” “Your father is no ordinary demon. He is known as Deus demon.” “Deus demon?” said April G. “Deus demons are a rare species of demons who have magic strong enough to challenge a god. Because of this, they can empower other creatures with abilities beyond human comprehension.” “Are you saying that our dad gave our moms power?” June asked. “Indeed. But it came at a price.” “What price?” “Us,” Madison answered. “Correct,” Hughley said. “Long ago, Zai was betrayed by a group of his followers. They used the same type of magic he granted him to banish him from the human world.”

While not a Fallen Angel in the formal sense, it's depressed price relative to the growing fundamental case for silver makes it worth considering. A desire to control others is the underlining reason behind all this, and who is the father of control but the fallen angel, Lucifer, who lost control and hates all that is from Yahveh. But that fallen angel had one chance in life that she was given. The roots of the law controversy go all the way back to the fallen angel, Lucifer. He became a corrupt shadow of his former self - a fallen angel trusted neither by Heaven nor Hell. Demon awaiting the Fallen Angel Shaher's revival was killed in battle at the Hall of Corruption by Alphonse. While not a

It had been almost a decade since the old demon had been trapped in that house, unable to leave because he had been tied to the house, now that the chance had presented itself to Krane through Liam, he would do whatever it takes to bring the demon back. Master Krane knew of the story, of the powerful demon who had been worshiped a decade ago but not just by a family as the humans had carried it but he had been worshiped by a group of human who then, had called themselves The Custodians. They were highly devoted and they had served in all honesty, with all their mind and heart and sincerity. Gates was a demon god. How or why his worshippers had suddenly disappeared was a mystery that only th

Raven said softly and Faelon grinned slightly but declined. "Perhaps tomorrow we can join you for breakfast but for now I just want to enjoy my family. I fear a war is brewing and I will be the center of it," he sighed in frustration. His mother and father hugged him and told him to enjoy his family. Just as Faelon was prepared to go out of the front door Atlas appeared looking frantic at him and Dagon. "The trumpets have sounded in the human realm and Phil was called to action and the earthbound demons have begun gathering in masses," He said grimly. Faelon huffed and glanced over at his father and shook his head.