Demon Pride Novels & Stories

The demons, typically unyielding in the face of terror, stood transfixed and aghast, their very essence trembling in the presence of such unfathomable power. In that moment, Asmo's indomitable display of raw, unbridled power left them awestruck, a chilling reminder of the formidable force that he wielded. The air crackled with an undercurrent of fear and reverence, the demons standing in silent acknowledgment of the sheer magnitude of Asmo's prowess.

It had baffled when he was just a mere mortal, but it floored him now as a demon. Her stubborn will to be both defiantly strong and soft in his hands had caused the sadistic side of Young to rear its head in Blood, pushing for an opportunity to turn her to clay. It never made any sense how she embodied love and light at all times, even when the harsh parts of herself were shown. The demon side of Young couldn’t help but want, damn near need, to crush that light out of her. In the same token, her display of blind trust in him was a gift he never wanted to take for granted so he was torn, now more than ever.

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.

Imagine a place where it was always night and you were waiting for the dawn that would never come – Damon the Prideful also known as the unbeatable tool of the Demon King Lucifer the Prideful. He was there. He grew up there. He grew up deep inside an ocean of vast emptiness. Damon the Prideful had no one to save him. The Nether World consumed everything, leaving only a sheer emptiness in its wake. Because of this, the halfling prince had become a hollow being as well.

” Alfi steps on Leak’s body and points Pelidi to Leak’s head. “Tsk, You blasphemous dirty human!” Leak rebuked. ”We, demons will never kneel before you as what God wanted us to kneel before Adam!” He added with a disgusted tone. “I never ask you to kneel before me, and I don’t want to do the same either,” Alfi said. ”Why can’t we just live together? Will your pride as a demon be disgraced if you mingle with humans?” “VERY!” The whole of Leak body is turning red. ”I am a demon, the essence of fire and flame. Does it make sense for you to see burning flame kneeling before the fragile earth like you?! Don’t make me laugh!”

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When they saw that the second person to fight for the Demon Clan was Princess Primordial, the holy Saintess of the holy land Demon God Palace, those experts of the Demon Clan, who were disappointed and frustrated after losing the first round of the competition, instantly became crazy and noisy again. The Demon God Palace was the unparalleled holy land of the Demon Clan in the Northern Region. In addition to the respectable Sect Leader- the Demon God in the Northern Region, there were another two talents who were the pride of the Demon Clan of the Northern Region. One was the Prince Primeval of Demon God Palace in the Northern Region. The other was this Princess Primordial. They both had the

"Barbarians. Why do I even bother trying to talk to you lot? I will not let you spoil my good mood. You don't want to accept my mercy. Very well. I'll take your life as an apology. After all, what do you expect to be able to do without your precious Prime at your side?" I snarled and took a protective stance in front of my pack. "Just because the Prime isn't here don't think we're soft targets." The demon clucked his tongue and pointed a finger at me. "You can see the rest of the army coming in, and yet you still choose to stand and fight? Not only barbarians, but stupid as well. Let me show you the difference of our powers, Prime lapdog. I want to watch you weep when desperation sets in on

my demons said. Aiden moves back in fear. Dagon and sathanas are my demons. They have no body , they are just like a shadow . An ordinary human can't see them. The most powerful demon I possess is abaddon meaning destroyer. I only summon him when things get bloody. Once he's out no one can stop him. My demon started laughing. "Seriously Damien, did you actually summon us to fight with cockroaches". Dagon said. One thing I hate about them is they are disobedient and playful. They refuse to go when their work is done.

His voice and aura went serious. “Don’t listen to him,” Shaira’s voice hushed through my ears. Now I wonder what she is up to. “How did you know?” I asked him trying to ignore Shaira that’s getting visible to me again. She’s behind this guy, Zeke. Shaira pushed him away and I tried stopping her. He looked so confused about what’s happening now so I turn my back to run away again. Run away from people and everyone. I can’t be with normal people or else I do something else again. I am a demon, a murderer and a human being that shouldn’t be born on the first place.