Demon Lord Kazaream Novels & Stories

Now he was fighting not to pin Victoria down and bury his fangs into her soft neck. Focus. "Keep going," he commanded huskily. "It said berserkers were the power house of the demons, like the strongest physically. Death demons are the oldest race," she paused, "I don't think you're a death demon though." She knows. "Why not?" "Well, it said they're very rare. And that they can only be killed by another death demon."

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 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.

He looked at Kaze with utmost respect. Dan wanted to call on Jackal and the others to sort Hades out for Kaze. However, Kaze single handedly took care of everything. It all made sense when he remembered who Kaze was. Kaze was the God of War. Hades’ security officers were not worthy opponents. The miserable cries of the security officers echoed through the casino. The rest, including Hades, were spooked beyond words. Kaze threw away the knife and glanced at Hades. “Get your ass here.”

Even he seemed taken aback by her attitude and hurried to read the next name. "We call Haralthazar," he said, "Demon Lord." ***

“It matters a lot.” It was interesting to watch Kaleb’s happy go lucky demeanor fall away into one of fresh anger and determination. I had no doubt whatever it was did matter a lot, even if it was in the past. When Isaac pulled me into his lap, I felt as if I was being used as a shield to protect him from Kaleb’s impending wrath. “Karabasan - or Bas, as he’s come to be known by - is a demon. He raped several human women, and built himself an army of sex demons a couple hundred years ago.”

After hearing about the providence of the Earth’s Third Calamity, James’ interest was piqued. He was genuinely intrigued. He had to ask, “Is what you said really true?” Jace nodded and replied, “It was spread by an extremely prominent figure in the Demon Realm. This powerhouse was once the Lord of the Demon Realm. In the Primordial Age, they were already a Grand Emperor.” After James heard his words, he guessed the powerhouse’s identity. They were the former Lord of the Demon Realm, and thus Henrik’s teacher.

It was a source of shame for him but he made it an asset. The spirit of the minotaur appeared and grew tremendous in size and start attacking the demons. Most of the demons are not even animal themed but the ones that are could be manipulated by him. * Kazuha didn't want to think about it but now that the information is clear, she pushed back and channel her rage into her power.

I walked in front of them and bent on my one knee and bowled over to greet them. "Greetings to Demon Lords." "Oh wow, what a surprise visit from one of the prominent assassins." Demian said teasingly as he rose up from his throne and walked in front of me, he then grabbed my collar to pull me up and hug me. "Ahh, seeing you here never ceases to make me feel happy." He said, chuckling and tapping my back. "Stop it, your brother is looking." "Oh, Azazel? Psh! Don't mind him, he's not like Ruthven and Seth." He said and waved at his brother.

"Yes, it is I, Alpha Orvyn. Speak now while you may. There is only a point I can stop them from torturing you. They're ruthless to a fault, and they're not ready to repent from it. "Okay, Okay." He trembled, rattling the chains. " It's Alpha Kazamir." "What about him?" "He's not a man, but a demon from the underworld. He keeps secret from us, and punishes us greatly for the slightest error made. He doesn't trust any of us, except his Gamma, Drustian." "Is this what you have to tell me about him?" "No, no, no!" He shook his head violently. "I still have more for you." When he heard nothing from me, he proceeded. "Alpha Kazamir is not a werewolf."