Demon Lores Novels & Stories

And he was sturdy. He was not a creature whoever behind in love, but he has to find her soon. His deep and dark blue eyes seem to glow in brightness and his skin looks like the color of anger and death with thin but bright full pink lips made him even more attractive. His all-black wings pour out the darkness that always kept appearing and disappearing. Overall, he has everything that every girl desires and yes, every female demon worship the ground he walks on. He always used that opportunity to fulfill his lust and sinful desires and after that for only to kill them the next day.

The trio spread out, each taking a defensive stance, ready to face the horrors that awaited them. Suddenly, the ground trembled beneath their feet, and a swirling vortex of darkness materialized before them. From its depths emerged the first demon, a towering beast with jagged horns and eyes that burned with an unholy fire. Its skin, as black as the abyss, seemed to ripple with raw power. With a roar that sent shivers down their spines, the demon lunged at Marcus, its claws slashing through the air. Marcus, with his werewolf agility, evaded the attack and retaliated with a swift, powerful strike.

Zorien comes bearing his forehead down against mine as his form continues its tensing tremors, malicious voice smearing across my face as he growls, “Tell me, who were they? I need their names, pup. You’ve got three seconds or I end your life here and now” Despite the shudders and shivers repleting my body all this time, I’m surprised at how much more evokes out of my fatigued body in response to this Demon. “Tell me now!” He barks and I yelp when he smashes his fist into the wall just next to my head. “I-It was Loren and Kitra!” I scream out reflexively and all the rage comes to a halt instantly. Zorien’s no longer compressing my head and barking at me. His demonic aura vacates its enclosur

------------------------------------------------------------------------ New with V3 Now just in, the Demon Lord's lair has just been discovered by V1. The lair is located on the North East side of Aravorn near the Dwarf Kingdom Ralux. It's said that they have carved out paths to Eclipse and Katusha by way of an underground catacomb that is all connected to this huge mountain surrounded by other mountains that have been carved out by brimstone and the fires of Hell. This fortress with a never-ending stream of demons has been named Everburn by V1. ------------------------------------------------------------------------

Every nightmare. Apophis, god of chaos. Lilith, the original she-demon. The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Whiro, god of darkness. Lamashtu, child-devouring Mesopotamian terror. Gods. Demons. Monsters. Twisted relics of faith. The sheer evil in this room chokes the air, and if we had lungs, I doubt we could breathe. Loviatar hasn’t told us why we’re here. Just that this “meeting” will help restore our strength. She promised vengeance. I believed her.

Lorelle felt her knees go weak and she could not stand still. "Aren't th-they the demons that were trapped? Why… why are they coming out all of a sudden?" she muttered. As a disciple of Immortal Venerable Balman, Lorelle knew of the existence of the demons, but the Godly Region had sealed the land with a powerful enchanted barrier. It was impossible for the demons to escape. Meanwhile, Harrison wore a solemn face as he was shell-shocked. He noticed several powerful figures leading the large group of demons. One of them looked majestic in white armor. The women beside him wore long skirts and had beautiful faces as well as slim figures.

Louis said to him Jared nodded and they headed towards the only building in the cemetery. They got there and Louis opened the door. She heard the ripper growl and she looked in the corner. She could see his red beaming eyes, they glowed in the dark. She snapped her fingers and all the candles came on. Before her stood a nine foot demon with wings. It had chains on its arms and legs and it kept shifting between worlds. “You shouldn’t be here” Doris said to her

I place my arm around her shoulder again and despite her warning earlier, she relaxes into. “It’s Deamartos.” I wait to see if she knows who I’m talking about but she makes not indication that she does.”A demon general spirit lies on this very soil.” Back in the olden days he was a master at war a general who commanded many armies. He won many battles against the human armies. “It is said that when he died they buried him somewhere here in an unmarked grave. He was so harsh and strict his own people didn’t want his corpse anywhere near them.

Strands of her hair were in array as the wind blows and flew it in all direction. Opening her eyes, she heaved a sigh massaging her legs while murmuring to herself. "My legs is already dead. How much more meditation do I need, to adapt to this world's energy? This is so annoying!" Morga had explained to her that her visions, may be hindered by the fact that the concept of time in the Land of Lore passed faster compared to the human world. A week spent in here may only constitute to few moments in the human world. If were true, then that must be the reason why she cannot see visions of her dad. Because he was in Constancia.

Lorist had fared pretty well for the beyond couple of years and had proactively developed from being a low-positioned task running Bronze soldier of fortune into an Iron positioned hired fighter veteran. Lorist was additionally very notable in the Dawn Academy, considering that he applied for one more three callings in the wake of finishing his supernatural monster studies and herbalism courses, among which included antiquarianism, ruin investigation as well as language studies. Having been among the positions of the soldiers of fortune for a long while, he came to comprehend that the legends encompassing the otherworldly human advancement was not without premise and was consistent with a sp