Demon Of Song Soul Novels & Stories

ZouMi looked pleased. "Why don't you give Gold Dem to yourself, so no one will mess with you?" Gold Dem, is a card which is given to the families by D, which are clean and not involved in any wrong matters. And no one in the business world, can act harshly on them. It's a card, that many upper families carry. It's not easy to catch hold on it, one need to be totally clear from all the illegal stuff. So, basically this Gold Dem is a protection from the harmful world, as long as they are in wings of D, no one will dare to touch their family. If one don't obey the rules set on the Gold Dem, first their whole family will be dragged down, and then there won't be any traces of that family in the w

Samael struggles to get to his abode as the red moon is already showing itself but he can’t seems to get himself straight as the effect of the dark power was taking over him, feeling himself lost to it, his demon being starts to struggle to come out of him but he tries to subdue it and get to comfort The moment he manage to get into his home, his aides rushes to him immediately and help him get into the pool The second his body hits the water, his demon being gave a loud anguishing howl which made the whole place quivers like an earthquake is about to happen The assistants quickly rush out of the room into safety while Samael battles with the two beings that threatens to take over him ~ Shai

“I… I don’t know if I can…” “So what’s the plan… quit now… and watch everyone you love suffer a painful death? To be honest… I won’t mind… we can all be a family again… and who knows… maybe next year we’ll return on Peter Pak… seeking vengeance… forever roaming the earth… as damned souls with no resting place.” The boy sarcastically announced. “Hey, not a bad idea.” She pretended to consider the alternative with a serious look upon her face. “Even then… you will still have to choose between… killing the vile monster so that your soul… may return to the afterlife in peace… or be trapped in the world… knowing you’ve helped him… conquered the innocent.”

She gripped her mother's hand, which surprised Helene, and shifted her gaze to her daughter, who was also clutching the doll's hands on the other. "Melpomene, Jasmine, and Mom. Together. Forever!" She then hummed a singsong melodic line before cheerfully clapping her hands. Helene smiled back as she combed her hand over Jasmine's hair.

he said. Just then I heard Ethane's voice in my head for the first time. "Rosey over here in the demon world we don't call them judges but Nomanos, we also refer to the book as the cava. And we don't call them lawyers but somun. And the demon that held the cava for us to take the oath is known as the Mediac, okay?" How was he able to speak in my head? Okay this is something I'm sure demons can't do, yes they can manipulate humans but they don't speak in their head.

the demon ended arrogantly in the name of Bael, the old bone, full of delusions that he could restrain Satan. Satan didn’t say a word, only his blow landed on the demon’s head, crushing one of his sides, but not enough to kill him. The demon was forced to try to use his power as quickly as possible. He knew that Bael had taken away Satan’s power and that his power would not work in this realm, but he realized that if Satan’s blow struck him again, he would be finished.

I said causing his eyebrows to raise. "First you didn't even change your name dude" I said causing him to chuckle "the demon Dáinn is known to be a bringer of death and collect the souls of the damned, kinda like the grim reaper but worse to be honest" I said letting out a small laugh myself as he smiles at me. "If it wasn't the name that gave you away it would have been your aura" I stated "you hold yourself to a higher standard and try to push power and superiority on those around you as a form of dominance and control" I stated.

She cackled again, looking around at the demons. "It is, however, most unlucky that my stay in this world away from my home dimension has left me quite weak. Fifteen years in the wrong dimension will do weakening things to a Greater Demon like me. I've had to feed off the blood of puny little Mortals. I'm not the same Aosoth you used to cower in fear of. In order to be restored to my former glory, it is highly imperative for me to perform the Ritual of Infernal Transformation, and as you know, this ritual requires the blood of a spawn, the bones of a servant, and the flesh of my spouse " Aosoth paused and regarded the demons.

El-Kharis grunted, clenching his teeth. "But this has never happened before in the history of demons. It must have something to do with the fact that she was human," Azazel, the only female present, spoke with a rigid and cold tone. She was the strongest demoness in the land, trained by the Demon God of Fire and the Queen Mother herself. "She was never truly human. She is an orb—a human orb. She is different from the others. Her heart was pure, but now it is tainted with my blood flowing through her veins," El-Kharis explained, tired of defending his mate.

"Go to sleep, Winnie. I promise that by the time you wake up, they will all be down in the depths of hell. Of course, if you want me to go down with them, I'll gladly do so, too." For some reason, I found that bitter voice to be quite familiar. It brought me right back to my high school days. So, I responded, "No. I want Finnie to live a good and long life…" Hot tears then splashed down onto my neck, like a seal on my skin.