Demon Resurection Novels & Stories

Cali:- so you have a plan, tell me you have a plan. demon:- do I think I am the kind of man who would have a plan, the plan is simple we are going to find a safe place and going to spend our night there, if you lose your calm we all going to die, so just do as I said. demon using his power the first time, he sees many possibilities if he dies then he returns to a safe time, this power helps him to travel back in time and get a chance to save himself. he keeps driving until they reach an abundant warehouse, it was old and looks haunted.

A ray of black light shone, and a body appeared on the ground. James was dumbfounded when he saw the body. The man lying on the ground looked exactly like him. Its eyes were closed, and a black light glowed from its body, giving it a somewhat devious air. “What is this, Ms. Custodian?” James questioned. The custodian said, “I used the Demonic Lotus to reconstruct your physical body. As long as your soul enters the body, you’ll be resurrected. However, I must remind you that the Demonic Lotus naturally contains Demonic Energy and will affect your soul as a result. It may even attempt to alter your soul causing you to become demonized so that you become a member of the Demon Race.”

He was reading the demon history book. The Lycan King took a deep breath. This was bigger than they expected. "This is the ancient book of demon rituals and history. It says here that the only way to resurrect the death angel is to shower his tomb with the blood of four Queens. The Lycan Queen, The Vampire Queen, The Dragon Queen, and lastly my Demon Queen. Which I haven't fucking found yet up to now! Motherfucker!" Lucifer slammed his palm in his mahogany desk. The wood cracked. On the verge of splitting in half, he snatched his laptop in time.

“And you’re still not going to tell me what this is about?” “I’ll tell you.” I reach up, gently brushing his messy hair back away from his face. “But don’t try to talk me out of it.” “There are very few things I’d talk you out of.” “Good.” I close my eyes for a second. “Because I’m going to resurrect him.” “Him? The demon?”

“I’ll go ahead.” I took the secret route to the city. Evan helped me to hide my identity to avoid troubles because I’m still weak. With the amulet he gave me, none of the people would recognize me as the Demoness Alpha. He casted a spell on it that could make me look like someone else in the eyes of people for the time being.

"Oh, my child, Who did this to you?" "I'm sorry," I said to the grieving fairy. "If only I have the power to bring her back, but..." My resurrection magic only works on demons. It's the power that was passed down from the first Demon King. Even with that power, I still feel hopeless. "A demon used this fairy to infiltrate this base," I explained. "How?" Asked another fairy. Dad approached me and examined my hand. He hovers his hand over the dead fairy as his magic flows.

Winston pressed. “His DNA was altered. Like Maddie’s. When we couldn’t wake her up, her mom freaked out. We knew she was alive, but nothing was working. If Indie hadn’t opened her eyelids, her mom would’ve taken her to the hospital. Maddie’s eyes were pitch black and Yvonna knew it was a physical trait of a Vasilia. It happened only a couple hours after Maddie changed to her demon form for the first time.” Serena explained. “He’s a royal dragon? Veles must have planned that. I’ll see if I can get a vision.”

Then, with a final, vicious motion, he drove the dagger straight through Veyron’s eye socket before delivering a heavy kick that sent the lifeless corpse sprawling onto the dirt. Standing up fully, Asher wiped a stray drop of blood from his cheek and surveyed the absolute ruin of the courtyard. A few yards away, the battle between the two demons had reached its grim conclusion. Sylvara was standing over Veyron’s right-hand man, her hands glowing with dark energy as she literally drained the final remnants of his life force. The demon let out one last, hollow gasp before his entire body dissolved, scattering into the wind like useless black smoke. Sylvara dropped to her knees, breathing heavi

~ Eriol ~ I couldn’t contain myself anymore. Having her near me was already poisonous, how much more if I touch her again? It would be the death of me. But what am I even saying? I am already dead. I am a demon. So what’s the use restricting myself now? What’s the use making myself suffer? I have waited for her for a long time. Such a long, long time. The three Fates of Hell gave me a clue. They said that my Sarah will be reincarnated in the Anthoni Family, the sixth generation.

“I remember. He killed our mother. He would’ve killed us, if we didn’t go insane first from being sealed against our will. How did we die if I could protect us from the pheromone?” “Her body was broken well before that and was too human to heal. It couldn’t handle the shock. It over produced the pheromone as a response to injury. For a normal demon, it would’ve taken longer to die. This was the only option so we could be the queen our people needed. Our magic combined with the earth and created a new body, a better one. New wings gifted by our goddess, new purpose gifted by our anger. Now, we must be one again, finish our spell, and fight.” She explained.