Demon Stars Novels & Stories

demon:- listen cali what I am going to say is listen carefullthithingsg are going to get nasty to her and on, so don't talk to me because they are going to listen to us, because those masks have the technology, so don't do anything stupid, don't talk about me and don't talk about my past, if you ever feel scared just hold my hand, and don't touch any part of me, I hope you understand me, don't say anything don'don't anything. Cali:- are you crazy how in the world I am going to do that, I am afraid, I want to go home. demon:- don't be scared I am with you and I will be standing next to you, no matter what happens just trust me, I promise I will take you home soon. ****************************

"I did what was necessary to protect the realms. The Void needed a host, or it would have consumed everything—your world and mine." "And you picked me because I was easy to break," she spat. The red sky of the Iron Market suddenly turned black. The frozen explosion of Silas’s body didn't finish its blast—it simply dissolved into ash. The thousands of demons outside the pavilion stopped their cheering. A wave of absolute, crushing silence swept over the crater. Every demon in the Iron Market simultaneously fell to their knees. Not for Vane. For her. Vane felt it. He let go of her shoulders, stepping back, his hand flying to the hilt of his cane. His expression was a complex map of regret, fea

Now he was fighting not to pin Victoria down and bury his fangs into her soft neck. Focus. "Keep going," he commanded huskily. "It said berserkers were the power house of the demons, like the strongest physically. Death demons are the oldest race," she paused, "I don't think you're a death demon though." She knows. "Why not?" "Well, it said they're very rare. And that they can only be killed by another death demon."

His grip tightened around me, a solid reminder of our bond, and he leaned in, his voice a low whisper that crackled with urgency. “I heard you needed some help, brother. Compound Romos looks like it’s been through hell.” I pulled back, meeting his intense gaze, nodding gravely as reality settled in. With a fluid motion, Demetri dismounted, his boot striking the ground with purpose as he hitched the kickstand. We both turned toward the man I had tossed into the fire, watching as he wrestled with his demons. The flames danced high, illuminating Demetri’s leather-clad arms, each flex a promise of protection in this chaotic world we inhabited.

The man fell to the ground, screaming in pain while Ares just rolled his eyes and threw the eyeball on the ground and stomped on it because squatting in front of the man. He grabbed the man by the hair and lifted his head up so they were eye leveled. “I told you I don’t do second chances but you are someone I’ve known for so long so I don’t want to kill you off just like that but if you don’t find a way to get me rid of this demon the next time we meet, I won’t just be taking away your other eye but also your life. Got that?” He pushed the man to the ground as he stood up then turned to Cornelius with a groan.

Ares smirked. Hades chuckled. "I have the perfect demon for that job," He snapped his fingers and a huge smoke filled the place. It faded and a handsome demon emerged. Hades chuckled. "Meet Damon Oan, the demon of seduction. He will be able to distract the moon goddess." "How about he makes her love interest jealous? That way, he won't be able to handle it anymore and finally confess his feelings to her? With the confession, she won't be able to focus and then we can strike." Ares suggested.

my demons said. Aiden moves back in fear. Dagon and sathanas are my demons. They have no body , they are just like a shadow . An ordinary human can't see them. The most powerful demon I possess is abaddon meaning destroyer. I only summon him when things get bloody. Once he's out no one can stop him. My demon started laughing. "Seriously Damien, did you actually summon us to fight with cockroaches". Dagon said. One thing I hate about them is they are disobedient and playful. They refuse to go when their work is done.

“Demon flame art: Purga!” All of the demons in the cube erupted in the same green flame. They withered away, but more too their place. “Fine then.”, she said, as a dagger appeared in her hand. She raised it up and mad e a single stroke down. “Antaroq Eznon Dymor!”

“You’re going to let that usurping little bastard have power over us? It’s time the Milans united and signed Cinatas’s death warrant. None of us wanted Pathos’s bastard son to rule in the first place. Have you even contacted the rest of the order to see if they support Cinatas’s pompous ass?” Samir paused, doubt replacing the fire in his eyes. “We both will take action against Cinatas. But first, I will have what Valdez contracted to me.” He snapped his fingers and a studious, blue-tinged demon with glasses appeared. His scrawny limbs literally shook with fear. In Heldon’s realm, Blue Demons were the lowest of the lot, even beneath the odorous Frankensteinian Black Demons, who attached the h

Asher watched the memory unfold as if it were happening right before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, focused on the dark figure with the massive wings. "Who the hell is this?" he asked Damir internally. "That's Morgana, a high-ranking demon from the Abyss," Damir replied. A beat of silence. "This Abyss," Asher said, his tone shifting. "Where exactly is it?"