Demon Lord Milim Novels & Stories

I am not under any form of duress or coercion to pay heed to this agreement. I have the full and conscious understanding that once this never-ending agreement is made, there is no order, above or below, in any world or dimension, that could possibly break the bond formed between the parties involved in this agreement, nor the agreement itself. I will relinquish permanently unto the demon, Logan, all ownership of my soul once he has accomplished the mission stated on his side of the agreement. I have acknowledged that once this agreement is signed, neither death nor time can unbind me, and this contract shall never be disputed or argued.

“I’ll leave. I don’t want trouble with you, Mortyss. Everyone knows what happened with the last Lilim who messed with you.” The mention of the first Lilim was the trigger. I advanced. My hand closed around his throat and lifted him against the wall. His feet dangled in the air. His yellow eyes widened in panic. “You don’t touch her.” I growled, and my voice was no longer human. It was the voice of the demon I tried to hide. “You don’t look at her. You don’t think about her. You don’t come near her. If I see you within ten blocks of this club, I will rip off your wings and use your bones as toothpicks. Understood?”

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.

Thaddeus asked, annoyed. "During my trip, I came across a very powerful amortal. Tales are told about him that he has the power of Hades himself, to call the spirit of the dead from the afterlife. I heard he even summoned the dragon king and commanded it to obey him." "Kur, the dragon king?" Augustus asked intrigued. "The dragon king himself, the most powerful to ever live. I also heard that this amortal had an invisible army to his name. They came upon their enemies like the air and eliminated them as the passing of the wind," she paused and watched their reaction.

Leo, however, was pretty insistent that something was important if they were calling. Hell ranks the demons according to their power. As the King of Hell I was above everyone, then came my First Hand, the very person I trust with my throne, Dean. He was one of my trusted soldiers not only because he saved my life. I made him my first in command as a reward for that.

For a moment, his hounds paused and looked up, they seemed to have understood what he said and indicated that they, too, can hear the whispers of their Lord. “Soon, the vessel will awaken,” the Ardmhaistir said as he continued his monologue, “When the Lord is finally free the new vessel will become the new Demon King! And soon the world will once again taste our reign: the reign of darkness and of blood! The Ardmhaistir looked at his hounds once again, “you will have your feast as well. You will soon be able to eat more than just those scrawny things. You will have an eternal banquet from the corpses of the fallen.” This is not just a hunch; the Ardmhaistir knows this to be true. His connect

The person yelled, obviously angered beyond all belief. “My Lord, I-” “Enough! Get out! I need to think!” “Yes My Lord!” The figure promptly left the tent to avoid bringing more ire. In the tent, the man emerged from the shadows and sat on the stool nearby with his head in his hands. His eyes were literally glowing in anger. Outside all of the others who heard their Lord’s thunderous roar kept their heads down. Now that the plan was somewhat ruined they would have to come up with another one soon.

Jax, Theo, and Dom finally recovered from the shock. "I never felt an energy that strong in my entire life," Jax uttered, still can't believe what they saw. "He's like a completely different person." Dom voiced out his opinion. "He is a demigod," Theo concluded and the moment it came out from his mouth, a cloud of black smoke appeared again thinking it's Kian. Kaleb's hope rises seeing it, but it was crushed down when a different person appeared.

Lilim smiles. - All those who lie dead on the ground, creatures that should belong to the Moon Goddess, but who gave their souls to hell, I will take with me. Their dead flesh will be food for me and my sisters. All who are still alive and walk towards your pack, as they die, I will take them with me to hell, with the same end. Regardless of how long one of them is alive, as they die, their crop and soul belong to hell. Especially this creature that is trapped there. - she points to Dimon - When he dies, his flesh and soul belong to me and my sisters. None of them will have a chance of being forgiven by your Goddess. That's the price I charge to go back to hell. If you choose not to accept i