Demon Ships Novels & Stories

He isn't so good at pretending and he does not agree with this plan. "Are you listening Yushiro?" Yushiro raised his head and saw the other captains staring at him. He is quick to clear his throat, fixing his composure. "Yes, continue what you have to say." "As I was saying, the demons had gotten stronger, more hideous and deformed. Isn't it best if we deploy our troops now while we can still contain some of them? Isn't it best to declare war and cross borders?" Most of the captains agreed to it but Yushiro knows they won't be able to defeat the demons. They can kill some but it will have more effect on them than the demons. Kenshi's domain, it is everywhere.

he notes. I stare at his back as he turns away. "Why not?" "Because who in their right mind wants Demon's eradicated? Only fools who know nothing about them," he mumbles. He shrugs his jacket off, discarding it on a nearby seat. It reveals his toned arms and single, deep red tattoo on his right bicep. I blink. "You just-" "A band of Angel-bloods stand no chance against a single Demon. Most are ancient, or have been trained since birth, as Demon's tend to stick to their own clans. An untrained one's power alone rivals the most powerful Angel-blood," he explains.

I’m grateful to be away from those men and their intimidating presence. But even though I’m not out there among them now, I have a feeling I’ve stepped into a world from which I can’t turn away. As the new housekeeper, I know for certain that keeping my distance from Alpha Jackal is out of the question since we both will work and live under the same roof. It’s not Alpha Jackal that I find to be the scariest man under this roof, though. Its Rin. Demons are scary, traitorous creatures. I would know because a demon murdered my parents eighteen years ago.

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.

His frown only seem to deepen with time. "It was weird and scary when Maddox reacted that way..His eyes were— "Gray" He finished.Tension happens to linger in the air, somehow I feel there's something wrong or maybe about to happen. "How do you know?" I asked.The man before me heaved out a sigh. "Demon is trying to take over Maddox completely.Those gray eyes only come back when it's stronger and succeeding in taking control.I have warned him countless times to not use demon.It makes him strong for sure only to lure him into the trap"

Chapter 50: The Shadow Lord's Departure The harbor stretched before him like a promise of violence made manifest, its waters black as midnight beneath the pre-dawn sky. Forty-seven warships rode at anchor in formations that spoke of military precision and unlimited resources, their hulls gleaming with magical reinforcements that could deflect cannon fire and turn aside the most sophisticated naval magic. Each vessel flew the silver shadow of House Nox, but these weren't the modest coastal patrol ships his ancestors had maintained. These were instruments of conquest, designed to carry war across oceans and challenge powers that had never faced serious external threats.

They were twin pits of swirling, molten red that seemed to swallow the firelight. "WHO DARED TO CAPTURE ME AGAIN?"The voice wasn't Remiel’s. It was a demonic roar that vibrated in the very marrow of their bones, sounding like a thousand screams layered into one. The air grew ice-cold, and the shadows around the square began to rise like living things. The demon had claimed its vessel, and this time, it was hungry. The massacre began with a sound like a gale force wind trapped in a narrow canyon. As the guards charged, their boots barely left the ground before an invisible wall of force slammed into them, tossing their armored bodies aside like autumn leaves.

“That’s not possible.” Fear slid through the ship immediately. Gabriel followed his stare. Then his expression darkened too. Far across the ocean lights were appearing through the storm. Dozens of ships. Black ships. Covered in silver moon symbols. Hunters. An entire fleet of them. And standing at the front of the largest ship was a woman wearing a silver crown.

"Mr. Parell, I couldn't stop him…" Leo's frantic shouting snapped me back to reality. That was when I realized… I had been reborn. Bayndemar. A horrifying hell on earth. Terrifying memories crashed over me like a tidal wave. Every bone in my body ached as though it were being crushed all over again. I jerked my head up, my eyes bloodshot as I glared at Leo. "You…!"

Damien's smile vanished. His eyes were drawn to something else moving beneath the waves. A black shape, larger than anything he'd ever seen. He couldn't see it's eyes, or it's mouth, or any part of it's body really. Only the water around it, bending and twisting as if it moved with the current itself. The ships slowed, and one turned away. Another followed its lead, then the next, and the next. The entire formation turning away from the cliffs. Then the ocean exploded, a great wave rising into the air with enough force to swallow the ships whole.