Demon Saiyan Novels & Stories

That was a real set-up! My scouts were my people, my subjects, and of course that jerk didn’t touch them. And so, that was what they saw: a small demon, a grey-skinned, tailed creature, had been riding another demon. Then he had summoned an entire host of demons, and they went to slaughter the Tevarrian army. I could barely hold back curses, but still managed to get more details. Apparently, everything wasn’t as bad as it seemed. They had noticed Ak-kvir and I when we knocked out the sentries and had decided to follow us.

So now, In front of another demon, he was wearing his mask. "Look who is here! I didn't expect to see the Kulkarni family Descendant Sahil here. Wait It could be that you reached that dark energy source before us. It's such a pity. But I think you should give that back to us. That belongs to us demons." "What if I say no?" Sahil snorted. That demon laughed at his words, then said devilishly. "You better not. Cause I am not an ordinary demon. I am the 25th great demon Dhanush. You don't stand a chance against me, so it's better to back off."

In addition, there were another three absolute superiors in the Demon Clan. They basically existed in the Demon Saint Realm. The first one was a giant red goat with a pair of hill-like horns, the second one was a blood-red mantis with a shiny metallic luster, and the third one was a giant monster with a snake's body and a dinosaur's head. Other than these four absolute superiors of the Demon Clan, there were also three superiors of the Human Clan.

“Baby, breathe. It’s okay. You’re back.” “No,” Sarai whispered, shaking uncontrollably. “I’m not. They’re coming. For me. For him.” Aunt Dee’s mouth tightened. “I know.” Sarai blinked tears from her eyes. “Aunt Dee… tell me the truth. Why does everyone want my baby dead?” Aunt Dee hesitated — then finally spoke the words she’d hoped to never say: “Because your child is the first in history born from a demon and a human… and because of that, he will decide the war between realms. Whoever controls him controls creation or destruction.”

He had such a bright mind that the only thing that prevented him from becoming a Spiritualist was his lack of soul power, and so he was able to vividly remember every detail about the most notable gods and goddesses in the True Universe; and Master Subhuti was one of them. “You seem to know much about me,” Master Subhuti didn’t react greatly to the Heavenly Demon’s words. That much wouldn’t be enough to shake him after all. Besides… “Although you seem so active now, your injuries should limit your energy output to less than one percent of what you can usually command. This means that even without the ability to use Edict for the next twenty seconds, I am more than a match for you.” “Indeed,

They are only born with divine wisdom. So ordinary magical powers can't kill them." At this time, Caspian also figured out why his Taiyi Fire Saber just burnt the other party’s body but the other party could be reborn in the blink of an eye. That was because to Extraterritorial Demons, the so-called body was just a piece of clothing. If it was destroyed, he could change it. Only high-level Extraterritorial Demons could rely on themselves to condense their bodies.

This piece of information included the names of those who possessed the War Order. Due to this, Qusai and Brielle were pursued. However, they were both powerful. Qusai, especially, was from the Demon Realm and the son of the Supreme Demon Lord. As the blood of the Supreme Demon Lord ran through his veins, he possessed strength that rivaled Yorick’s, or perhaps even surpassed his.

He leaned back still staring at her beautiful face, he felt the demon in him growl in hunger and wanted nothing but to devour her sweet taste. He took a thousand breath to pull back the Demon. " Easy boy. We'll do that some other time." He said and his demon calmed down. Guess it's fully ready than Lucas is.

Before I start this book, I want to explain something. Who is a Yoruba Demon? A Yoruba Demon is technically a full fledged Zaddy. They're not literal demons but we'll soon know why they are called that in a second. So a Yoruba demon is a very handsome,tall, fine as hell, ripped body kind of guy. Let's not forget stinking rich. But inside all of that, he's not your everyday kind of boyfriend. Trust me, Yoruba demons don't have to beg to get into your pants. You'll be the one taking your pants off lol.

"I can't lose him," She sighed, "it's pitiful but it's what the goddess wants, she cursed him for a reason and no one can change that," she stepped forwards Jett, a little dagger materializing on her palm, she extended it out to Jett. "He's a full demon now and the only way to kill a demon is to strike his heart, make him bleed and he will return to hell," Jett's stepped back fearfully from the dagger, shaking his head. "I'm not going to kill him,"