Demon Runes Novels & Stories

The blade was etched with dark purple runes that seemed to drink the very light from the room, creating a void of shadow around the metal. He raised it high above his head with ceremonial precision, the point aiming directly at the center of my chest, right over my thudding heart. I could feel the malevolent energy radiating from the weapon, could sense its hunger for my life force like a living thing. The dagger wanted me dead almost as much as he did. The runes on the silver metal flared with a sickening, hungry light that cast twisted shadows across his scarred face, making him look more demon than man.

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

The healers’ chamber now resembled a bunker. The walls creaked, and the runes Damian had carved into the threshold flashed red as they absorbed the blows from outside. Regnar braced himself against the metal cabinet, which trembled constantly under the Empties’ attempts to break through. The mute demon’s strength was immense, but the attackers sought to grind him down with sheer numbers and relentless force.

I felt anger rise but I controlled it. Kiren tapped the table lightly and spoke for the first time. His voice was quiet. “The glow is silver. Silver is only used in divine markings and nothing evil glows silver.” “But silver is also the color of death runes. Not all silver means blessing.” Luca argued. “Death runes have angles. These ones curve and they flow like water. Like a living script.” Rorren shook his head again. “What about the baby. Could this be connected.” Dane leaned back in his chair.

Before he put them in the fire, his hand too got wrapped by two more snakes with their tail into the soil. Satan growled as his fury touched the edge, exhibiting a blood-core demonic aura that caused all the trees there to turn completely to ashes, and the soil to turn red in blood as the demon with his snakes granulated under the soil. Similarly, a crown appeared on his head in place of horns.

Hence the gold beauty was instilled by the fire burning through their hard skin. The same beauty of the gold attracted the attention of every wolf in the world or any being which possesses life to admire old becomes the most charitable item in the world, a rare precious gift that everyone sees and bow. The same gold can also be destroyed by the same fire. In this case, the gold refers to the demon's clan whose strength is derived from fire and this same fire could also bring an end to them. Attacking them with fires in the first place when they are unawares will weaken them and cause them to be persistent in the rooms.

This action of his did not leave unnoticed from the apprentice angel, Apollo Sky, who frowned upon seeing the runes around the halfling prince. Not minding the reaction of Apollo Sky the Loyal, Damon used the fraction of a minute interval to call for his demonic runes. Though he could not shapeshift, he could still make use of his demonic aura to protect her. “Go!” As soon as he fisted his hands, the circling red-colored runes around his hands spread like waves around him. Since these waves were not meant to harm but to protect, the surge of demonic waves of magic from Damon did not affect the frowning Apollo Sky. Instead, it only glided past the apprentice angel.

As his hair fluttered, wisps of bladed energy became more solid and lingered around his body like a whirlwind. His back looked so dashing! "Damn it!" The evil and turbid demon king roared. A layer of black energy was covering his broken arm, which was constantly recovering. "Buzz!" In just a few seconds, his broken arm had returned to its original state. At the same time, he roared again, like a demon with strong evil spirit. As he turned his palm, mysterious light beam runes were released. Those runes were clearly the rune Prohibitions that had imprisoned him earlier.

Ruben said with a tinge of menace. Kat saw Darius’s eyes go wide then narrow as his jaw clenched. “What do you need us to do, my Lord?” Darius asked as Magnus looked at him strangely. Kat frowned, just how much power does Ruben wield in this city? “I need a doorway opened to the Demon Realm and a summoning spell for Lord Basille.” “What!?” Magnus stood up, slamming his hand down on the table. “No way! That’s a Ninth Level Demon!” Darius grimaced. “Sit down, Magus.” He ordered, finally showing who was actually in charge between them.

I stood up and clenched my fist. “Exoneratio!” I exclaimed then red runes appeared and danced around my body. My heart was throbbing so fast. I gasped for an air, catching for my breath. Black smoke came out from my body and it was slowly forming into a figure of a demon with twinkling red eyes. He’s showing up his true demon form. He has many horns surrounding his head, forming like a crown. He has a long right hand with long sharp claws made of steel. All fingers in his left hand are wearing gold rings shining brightly. “D*mn it! What are they planning to do?” I heard Vela cursed. Goddess Lumia is trying to hold her back. She is just buying us time.