Demon Sorcerers Novels & Stories

The thrill to try it earlier engulfed her, she looked around, no one was with her, Meena was asleep in little the room next to hers. She lit a lamp and sat on the table to read the book. Opening it, she found out there were so many things people could summon; witches, demons, angels, fairies...she searched for the guardians, it was hard to see because the book was very old. Guardians of the light as it was called, beings who protect the interests and happiness of their masters who called them.

He stood at the entrance, ready to embark on his daring quest. As he approached the gates, the shapeless demons sensed his presence and began to materialize, their forms shifting and contorting in the darkness. Their eyes glowed with an eerie light, and their mouths twisted into wicked grins. Azazel knew that defeating these demons would not be an easy task, but he was prepared to face any challenge to reach his love Azrael.

"These creatures… whatever they are… they are not acting randomly. Their aim is to destroy the werewolves. They attack with monstrous strength, impossible speed, and regeneration abilities that are nothing short of terrifying. Eight of our twelve packs have suffered casualties. And if we remain divided, the rest will fall." Murmurs of agreement rose around the table — until I stood. "They are not just creatures," I said, my voice firm. "They are demons." The hall froze. Warriors near the walls stiffened. Even the torches seemed to flicker at the word. I continued, "They have existed longer than our histories record. They answer to only one ruler — one ancient being." Someone whispered, "A de

As Jo stepped outside the chamber, it was filled to the brim. The higher demons, warlords and lords with curling horns, slit-pupil eyes, and ceremonial robes. The strongest classed demons and their leader, the plague demons, veiled in disease-mist. Lady Bellamira, the demoness of mirrors, with silver glass for skin. Group of Aamon, the smart class whose wings had once eclipsed a battlefield. And a lot more than Jo could remember. Jo’s sisters were seated in the front row, each one more perfect and poised than the last.

And what are those things standing around them’ ‘ Alvaro’s gone after him,’ Jake snarled ‘ and those things are death-eaters. That is the name given to the most ardent followers of Torelli. The group consists primarily of wizards and witches who are pure-blood supremacists and who practiced the black magic with the least care, with malevolence, and without regard, neither with reverence or respect to the law of wizardry. They are his primal force and his mark is blazoned on their forehead. That’s what summons them to congregate in such fast manner’ At this, anxiety seized Jesse

The door to the room I was, flew open, revealing the demon himself, dressed in his all black glory, he was holding a gun, he looked over at me and smirked, dropping the gun on his table, he walked over to his dresser, taking off his rolled up sleeve suit. "You know this is low right, even for you." I said. "I'll take the risk." His very sweet voice echoed around the room, damn, how I've missed that voice. "Lemme guess, you want to 50 shades of gray me." I said, Sacarsm dripping from my words. He gave a full rich laugh, taking off his pants and sliding on his black joggers. "Hmm, kinda." He said. "Look Tyler, in order to avoid any nonsense in the future, just let me go." I said, although, I k

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