Demon Malthus Novels & Stories

“It only tightens the chain.” Behind her, the older Templar Malric approached, armor whispering against his robes. “You pity them,” he said quietly, echoing the thought that had plagued her subordinates for weeks. “The witch and the demon. You speak of them as though they were kin.” Selene rose, dusting ash from her gloves. “Pity?” she repeated. “No. I envy them.” Malric’s brow furrowed. “Envy, my lady?” “They are what the Covenant was meant to become,” she said, voice low and calm. “Fire and shadow in perfect balance. Power without the leash of divinity or law.” She turned toward the canyon’s heart. “And that makes them dangerous.”

Demons almost win the war, but the Sextuplet appears and saves the entire magic realm. After the first great war, the Gods forbid demons, werewolves, witches, vampires, and beasts to enter the magic realm, and they also received the wrath of the 12 Gods and Goddesses, which was limiting the use of their abilities. Because of the punishment, the demons overthrown into the Island outside the magic realm and have suffered for over centuries. Thus, making them kill their weak comrades to suffice their hunger and gained power. It was chaotic, but demons had survived the crisis by eating the souls of humans which the Lord of the Beast, Invictus, and the Demon Lord Samael granted to all the demons

I could picture him, standing in that house, his heart heavy with grief and guilt, trying to explain the unexplainable. But Lady Athena's response was calm and measured, her eyes holding a depth of ancient knowledge. "Silas, the demon doesn't need a physical form to exert its influence. It’s like a ghost. It's not like any ordinary creature. Hence, it does not leave a trace – no scent or footprint.” Lady Athena continued to explain, "The demon's influence is insidious. It feeds on fear, grief, and despair. It can manipulate emotions, twist perceptions. But it is not corporeal."

"Demons just don't go back unless their purpose is fulfilled and if by any chance, two of them are in front of each other, they become stronger and overtake a body to kill it slowly for full possession. It is said that once it happened and countless lives were taken away, fear in people is their craving which lures them to seek more control" "Shit! Shit! We are going to die" Martha panicked. "One of them will or maybe already have.. What if Ezra's brother is already dead?" I gasp. "Inform...inform Ezra!" Martha exclaimed.

The next day I woke up, I am now the fiance of the Demon Duke in the Kingdom of Franche-Comte, a kingdom that believes in religion, however, it has a Demon Lord living among its people, Duke of Dubois Castle, or known as Lemon. He holds my hand tight and trails kisses to my pulse, ever since I have known that this man is a Demon who saved my life with the contract of fulfilling his desire, he frequents my room almost every night. “It is not money, and not my title as the countess, also you said that it is not my soul, what is it that you desire Duke?” he paused and those jewel red eyes looked at me intently, he climbed onto my bed and even closed the distance between us. I could feel the war

Willow said. "Did the plague wipe out De'Northa?" "No, it possessed it" Arianna was confused, "How?" "I'm not sure, the books did not clarify, but the De'Northans were a race of people acquainted with magic. Some say they tried to harness Energy from the plague and it consumed them, destroying their kingdom, others say they let their selves be consumed by the plague's magic" "That's really sad" Arianna said, her green eyes glistening.

I finished quietly. "Maybe." Nate said looking at me expectantly. "Look, Ethan has anger management issues, he's violent. These are common side effects of drugs. Also, you told me that he and Allison got into a huge fight the night before she was murdered which means that he was mad at her for something. His relationship with Allison also meant that he visited the apartment complex frequently, he could have easily taken the key to the generator room from Belinda's desk without drawing attention." "That's a nice theory, but how do we prove all of that?" Nate asked, watching me with clear amusement.

V. The demon king, Lucifer Black is the most dangerous and brutal demon. He is the cruel and dark king of the devil's kingdom named Lucifer's hell. The demon of deception and savagery. He loved to kill, and had dark magic that could rip his enemies into pieces quickly of a second. Going against him meant death because he is the strongest demon in the realm. He was merciless and everyone feared him, even his family. His body, his features, and his voice had authority among the whole demons. And looked like he was made for the night of all of its sins... Years of war and battle made him cold, his enemies made him more ruthless.

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

Old Hagstorm’s eyes turned to Registus as he uttered the word. “War?” Andrius frowned, not quite understanding. Old Hagstorm continued to explain, “It is not easy to revive an existence like the Demon Emperor, who has already defied the heavens and earth. “The Insect Ruler needs to start a war to gather a massive amount of resentment, cultivate enough insects, and finally resurrect the Demon Emperor.” Andrius was struck by a realization with that explanation. He finally understood. It was no wonder the Insect Ruler had to collect so many corpses of powerful individuals. It was to refine them into insect soldiers as his most loyal killing machines to harvest lives and gather resentment.