Demon Lord Carrion Novels & Stories

Kyle said, hands in his pocket, “the possibility of Lord Daemos Kraelith lifting the curse is… near impossible. So don’t bother.” Nathan frowned. “Daemos what?” “Lord Daemos Kraelith. Ancient ruler of the 7th dominion. The one who created the hellhounds. Master of the beasts your lovely half-werewolf and demon cousin murdered. And by the way, he’s the 3rd in command after Lucifer.” Kyle shrugged. “He’s a selfish bastard. He doesn’t lift curses. And since our darling Nicholai killed his pets… well… let’s just say Lord Daemos doesn’t take that lightly.”

I said pulling him in and kissing him all over my face, even with the mask. The child laughed and his arms joined at my neck as I held the basket with daffodils. He was my precious son. I sighed and with Abbadon by our side, walked towards the golden doors with a great sun carved in both. "The sun of the empire, Calisto Bernieri, the first of his name, lord of all demons, ruler of the underworld, emperor of Bernieri, his son, the little sun of the empire, Loren Bernieri Angelov and the third in command of the royal guard, Abbadon, the demon of madness."

I don't want to terrify him but it's good that he knew what's going on with his body and why he had that unnatural occurrence. " Tell me, uncle! What's going on?" He's now becoming more aggressive to know everything? " Son, don't be surprised if I tell you this okay?" I want to make sure that he was calm and focus. I went to a Google page and I type the word " demon son ", and something pops up on it. I found a Cambion word and his same word Katako. I read it again since many years had passed and vampires and demons reunited after Damon's death. I barely remembered their characteristics and weaknesses so I had to dig again from the very start. I turned around the laptop and face it with him

Cassius set three ablaze with a hiss of cursed fire, but for every one they felled, two more emerged. Until the world shivered. A massive figure tore its way from the fog. Horned, crowned with smoke, its wings torn and dragging across the stones. The demon’s chest glowed with the sigil of the Hollow Court, seared in red light. The Conductor. The others froze. “Is that—?” Xander began, his voice hoarse. "One of Zaril’s Keepers.” Cassius’s eyes narrowed. The demon’s voice echoed through the city, ancient and contemptuous.

After listening to Carlor's words, Lucas couldn't help but fall silent. He was the Realm Lord of the North now. But a devil under his rule had killed over ten thousand humans. He thought that it was intolerable! "Do you know where Heaven Demon is?" Lucas looked at Carlor. Carlor shook his head, replying, "No one knows his exact location. We only know that the last time he appeared was in the desert." "Master, Heaven Demon seems to have reached the Rank 3 Ultimate King Ranked Realm," the First Sword Owner Carlor said to Lucas.

Skylar's eyes widened in surprise as she realized something, "This guy doesn't happen to be Nate Cohen by any chance, right? The guy you were drilling me about the other day?" I pursed my lips before finally giving her a nod. Skylar's mouth hung open in shock. "Wait, you're training with Nate Cohen? The guy who murdered Allison?" Aiden practically yelled. "He did not kill Allison!" I snapped defensively. We were enveloped by an awkward silence. Skylar let out an exasperated sigh. "Our order should be here by now, I'll go check." She mumbled as she got up and walked in the direction of the counter. Leaving me alone with a furious Aiden.

Even the stench of rotting flesh that assaulted them as soon as they entered the cavern did nothing to diminish the look of demonic delight on her face as she and her father ran to the middle of the enormous cavern that had opened up around them. "Pity," Lord Brarthroroz grunted as he took in the sight of the eight large daemons that had been standing in front of the doors on both sides and were now barreling towards them furiously, "This will actually require a little effort on our part." Allen and Greyson looked towards the figures barreling towards them with a mixture of horror and disgust. They were roughly the same size as Lord Brarthroroz as he was now, with mostly humanoid figures, ye

Save those repulsed by the powerful sorcerous wards laid into the foundations of this place that is: the pact-forged signature marking it as the domain of a demon. A church does not remain consecrated ground once you summon a lord of hell onto the premises. It doesn’t matter if you keep him trapped inside a pentagram. This particular cathedral is now the unholy bastion of Ashmedai: lord of lust, master of incubi, succubi, Striga, and also a certain strain of ancient Eastern-European vampires. That said, you would think I (a fellow cursed bloodsucker) could have strolled into this cathedral most anytime I cared to without even bothering to first saturate my bloodstream with Ashmedai’s harvest

I mean, where the fuck do you expect me to find the femur of a century-year-old Demon Lord or the nipple of a siren… I didn’t even know sirens fucking existed, and isn’t being afraid of a nipple fucking ridiculous. Carmine laughed and I was offended. But the big concerning reveal was that my stalker demon, according to the rune, was a LORD. A fucking Lord! And not just the kind that does something right—or wrong, I guess—and gains the Lord title but those that were fucking born into Lordship. There are said to be only eleven pure Demon Lords and that’s just really fucked up for me because… well… why me?!

"And we were just getting started." Mammon’s eyes widened as Nicholas threw the fireball. The effect was very different with holy fire. It burned off Mammon’s blond hair and melted his skin. The Demon Lord yelled loudly in pain. Mammon fell to his hands and knees as the fire continued to burn through him. The wind brought the smell of burning flesh. His screams were unpleasant. More figures walked through the dust cloud, more of Mammon’s army coming to his aid. Callie ran to Mammon and raised Lucifer’s Grace, cutting his head clean off. The skeleton army didn’t stop. There were a dozen of them and they continued to march on. The earth grumbled as Matthias raised his hands that were glowing a