Demon Sorcerers Novels & Stories

Radcliff threatened. Radcliff then activated Lycus Lewis's memory sphere. After he finished playing it, he recounted his own experience and information about demons. "I can't believe that we've been ruled by demons all this time!" one of the Sorcerers exclaimed in disbelief. “How can we distinguish black sorcerers between us? Of course, we cannot allow traitors to be among us. But we must not rashly kill our own comrades. What we can do?" asked one of the sorcerers with some concern.

This bastard is definitely trying to make me look weak and incompetent in front of my council of elders. "And what proof do you have that Okiro has a hand in this?" I asked, barely above a whisper. "Feigning ignorance now? I see. Demon wolves are a product of a very ancient, powerful and dark sorcery." He stated "Duna!" I whispered, putting the pieces together. "How many more warlocks do you know of that are practicing such till this very day?" He asked, earning a pin drop silence from everyone....apart from the endless clawing and banging sounds from inside the cawurhi.

My eyes glowed intensely and a large orb of swirling dark energy slowly formed on my palms, "Deus Ex Mortem, heed my call. To bring forth destruction to this world's damned souls!" "Oblivio!" I screamed and the orb of dark energy discharged towards the group of demon sorcerers. A large explosion occurs reducing the demons into embers of dust and ashes. Through that feat, the Demons shrieked in horror once more. "He's an abomination!" One of them screamed. "Well, I had no reason to suspect that…." I tightly gripped my Short Sword once again and decidedly attacked the General for the second time. I need to make sure this one would connect.

But a Pack Watcher was the eye of the Pack, the one who would oversee the pack while the Alpha was tasked with so much responsibilities, no one knew what pack was next on the Shapeshifter demon list. Malik had come to me this morning to suggest we visited an ancient sorceress. Out predecessors had visited alot of witches and sorceress in the past years just to see they could bring down this demon but it always ended up futile. Malik had told me this particular Sorceress was going to have the solutions to our problem, so here we were after travelling miles in our wolf form, shifting back to our human form, so we could enter the dark cavern and seek the help of this ancient sorceress, we belie

My heart stopped and my lips parted in shock as I muttered to myself, "Is this not a Demonkin, the same one Sturbridge told me about?" My mind reeled as it dragged me back to my own time when Sturbridge showed it to me in my dream. It was in the nights that some men were drenched in blood. They seemed like armies torn apart with almost all their men fallen one after another. These creatures, these cursed things, were always the first to appear as an invasion began. They were just like the harbingers and the scouts of the abyss. I remembered how even great sorcerers struggled to bring just one down. The Demonkins' bodies regenerated with their presence spreading terror. I remembered standing

He had a faraway look on his face and he was drooling like a dog. "How many times has it been? Ben is the tenth hunter who became like this after encountering that demon! Just what is she doing to them?!" Dante, one of the oldest hunters, and one of the leaders, angrily snapped. For as long as humans remember, they have been sharing this world with demons lurking around the world. They weren't able to do anything at first and they suffer their torture and abuse, but a group has finally had enough and trained. Thanks to them, more and more people are now fighting evil demons to fight for peace and they are called 'Demon Hunters'.

“Come ou-“ before I could finish what was going to say his hands grip my hair and tilts my head so we’re face to face. Fuck. I reach my hands up as I simultaneously released a burst of power outwards. Demon powers are only at full strength in the underworld but up here it’s barely even a whisper. But the force that slammed into me and cancelled out my powers told me this Demon was on another level. He was one of the higher station hunters. “Now try not to struggle and let’s just go.” His voice was deep and low like if he was bored and I was an announce. I stay silent, shaking with rage.

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.

Botanical sciences was the least prestigious of all four, the track where students who failed everything else, and the track where students who have little or no magical abilities ended up. It was quiet, overlooked, and completely beneath the notice of anyone important. That was why Lysan was extremely happy being there. He attended his classes quietly, avoiding Roman in every possible way. Roman was seen at the academy often, he wasn't a student there though, but as the Demon prince, he was supposed to maintain the relationship between the human kingdom, magical beings, and the demonic territories.