Demon Heir Novels & Stories

He added. "Does that mean you are a Tribrid??" I asked. "No, I'm not part Demon, I only have Demon blood," he replied and I nodded, but that still had to make him something like a Werewolf-Vampire Hybrid with Demon blood. "I'm a Reaper."

Amber and Arthur grew up together, and she was like a big sister to Arthur, just like Loraine was. Smiling nonchalantly, Amber replied. “Well, now say bye to missing me… HAHAHA. Cause I’m here to stay.” Amber said, laughing awkwardly. Hearing she was here to stay, Arthur felt even more good. “That’s good.” Arthur replied, maintaining his smile. Little did he know that this demon was here to get revenge on him for her parents death, and letting her stay was a bad idea. “So where did you go, when you left?” Loraine, who had been quiet all this time asked.

I continued, voice steady despite the knot tightening in my chest, “what would’ve happened?” He didn’t answer immediately. “That’s not something the council knows either,” he said finally. “But if I had to guess…” His voice lowered. “You wouldn’t be standing here.” A chill crawled up my spine. “Possession?” I asked. “Ascension,” he corrected. “Which is just possession with prettier language.” I swallowed. “Then she’ll try again.” “Yes.” “When?” Rael’s gaze flicked upward, toward the pale sky. “Soon.” The pendant pulsed faintly in agreement.

Saumi expressed concern about Andy's current condition. "The golden seed has been prepared for hundreds of years. His body will naturally accept magic corresponding to the fragments of Dra Agung's power. Isn't your power and mine fragments of Dra Agung's power? He will be fine, and let him complete his mission. We must prepare to face Lewis, the demon's mount." Upon hearing about the demon's mount, Tolana felt very scared. How could she not? The mount was Andy's uncle; she doubted if the golden seed could kill him.

Although he was unwilling, he could tell that those guys really wanted him to be their mount. Eldest Senior Brother... was different! This person had come for her Demonic Immortal Legacy! "What does he want my inheritance for?" The Demonic Immortal couldn't figure it out! That's right, the Demon Clan's inheritance had nothing to do with the Human Clan! Even if he gave it to the eldest senior brother of the Holy Sect, it would still be useless. Not to mention that he couldn't give it to him. "Then there's nothing else to say... Let's flatten this place! We'll flatten the Demon Spirit Mountain Range!"

And a weapon. “The Hunter has returned,” a raspy voice spoke from the center of the platform. An old demon with gray hair and withered skin leaned forward. His wings looked more like dried leaves than proud sails, but his eyes were still sharp and cruel. “And he brought with him… a pet?” A low murmur rippled through the hall. Mocking laughter. Whispers. Once, the old version of me, mall-girl Abigail, would have burst into tears or wished the floor would swallow her whole. But that Abigail was dead.

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.