Demon Of Revenge Novels & Stories

"Then you must know that there are demons who carry out the suffering of the people who are doomed there, yes?" "Yes," "Well-" Cleon steadied himself on the seat. "One of this demons, is called Aszres." Leonidas stared at him. "It sounds familiar. I think she mentioned him but I was barely able to pay attention. Who is he?" "He is from Tartarus. He is called the demon of despair here," Cleon replied. "He is the type that feeds on every single negative emotion and thoughts that you have, making you think that everyone around you hates and wishes you dead while you neglect other necessary needs for yourself. You would be too deep in fear and hate to go close to anyone or take care of yourself

he paused and pointed the gun at Cynthia. "You were so good in bed, I foolishly let you into my bed without knowing that you are Delilah. Thank God I am not Sampson who was blinded by sweet pûssy. I am smarter than you" he shrugged. "How much did that guy pay you? Oh, maybe he fûcked you better than I did!" He laughed. "It feels good to waste the blood of those who betrayed you. It will be more fun sucking the blood of your enemies!"

But for stripping them of power, they would hunt the apostate to the ends of all worlds and give him such a death, that even my revenge would be a mercy. The demon left the pentagram, and I leapt on his back.

I said confidently. "That's all I wanted to hear boy" he said with a bitter smile. He just want me to spit it out myself. He sure know what the devil did to me and knows I've been trying to get his life. "You are not the only one that is unto that demon. He might be powerful but when we join forces, he's no match for us. This time around he bit more than what he can chew" he said with his eyes glowing. I was glad that alpha Callus too was angry. We need rage to face that demon.

"I performed a ritual for years to summon the demon soul imprisoned in the ground using Jim's skull and turn it into a statue. I had to offer blood as a ritual covenant, but I couldn't offer up human blood. I couldn't kill humans, because that's why I gave my own blood. But it's not enough, the demons want more blood." "What did you gain after surrendering your soul to the devil? Will you finally be able to avenge yourself?" asked Samuel sarcastically. "Sam!" "I just want to know, if she finally made it or it was all for nothing." "I don't know if my revenge has been avenged or not. However, the demon gave me a strange vision." "Strange vision? what does that mean?" "I can see bad things tha

His blue eyes sparkled, his dimples deepened, and his laughter was deep and warm — the kind that could make a person forget he was dangerous. “Do I look like a saint to you?” he asked, still smiling. “I’m the devil himself. Devils don’t pray.” That’s right. Damon was the devil. Heartless. Dangerous. But was I any better? I wasn’t here for holiness. I was here for revenge. Still, I said firmly, “Close your eyes.” “No,” he said sharply. “Come on, Damon,” I begged quietly. He sighed, then finally obeyed. I said a short prayer. He didn’t say Amen, but that was good enough.

He pulled that demon up with the help of the rod on his chest and threw him on the other demon. The demons fell on the ground, groaning in pain. Adrian grabbed the head of the dead demon and walked towards the other two demons. He stabbed the demon horns in the heads of the other two demons. Once he was sure that all the demons were dead, he looked around. The room was painted in the black blood of the demons. "Let's just say, my obsession is more powerful than you morons. I just couldn't afford you telling everything to Lucifer. So I had to kill you. Now, I will go and get my revenge. I have been waiting for this moment for years." Adrian whispered while looking in the eyes of the dead demo

She just didn’t want go to hell. She looked the demon coolly in the eyes. “What do you have to offer me then?” “I can offer you an opportunity for revenge,” the demon informed her. “I can help you get even with those who tormented you.” That was a very tempting offer. Now that she thought it about it more, it was really what she desired. However, despite her desire for revenge, she was reluctant to accept an offer from a demon without asking about the price. “Nothing comes for free,” she replied. “What would I have to give you in return?”

The handle and blade was elegantly designed and carved with red rubies. "He will come for you! He will make you suffer!" The man, wait, to be exact - the demon said. He had such strong faith in this one certain person. She scoffed and looked at the man with disdain. She didn't believe that a mere demon could defeat her. Why! She had killed thousands and thousands of demons to this day and she wasn't going to back down. Her revenge has just gotten sweeter. "Whoever you lowly beings sent will all be crushed," Valencia swiped up some peanuts from the plate left on the empty and crushed them. The peanuts turned to dust when she opened her palm. She let the peanut dust drop to the floor like an h

The demon just looked at me with his poker face while saying, “I’m not the one who killed him? You should be thankful. If I didn’t put a curse on him, do you think he will raise you knowing you’re a demon, and don’t put the blame on me you didn’t listen to him he asked you to calm down yet you’ve started to go rampage and kill him. I felt guilty when I heard those words from him. He’s right if only I’d listen to him first. I faced the floor unable to look at him and asked. “You’re right, but is there other way to revive him?” Vandross looked at me again and said, “Look for the page in the Relic where there is a human who is covered with blood” I look for the page just like what he told me to