Demon Trickster Novels & Stories

Reybert…is now chained to the dark with the demon surrounding him. The thunder echoed again in the whole place and that time I closed my eyes. Maybe I’ve also done so many mistakes. I rejected Hade so many times before so I have no right to call him anymore to save me again. He has done so many things for me. I made him a demon. Because of me he forced himself to do the things he didn’t want to do. He did those illegal things for me that made him a demon.

His total possession showed evil imbalances, making possible a blend of the two intrinsic personalities inside the vessel. His power is greater than that of the most powerful witches and appear to be almost impossible to kill with human weapons, as their wounds heal in a matter of seconds without causing the slightest pain as if stabbing a puppet. The Dark Lord is a trickster in the greatest degree, able to whisper in the ear of men exactly what they want to hear, manipulating them to make the most nefarious actions, with the promise of power, wealth, health and everything that anyone could want. His magic, as rough as it is mainly based on bloodshed and violence of all sorts, to the point t

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

He yelled, making the ground tremble, “I see you know a lot about the supernatural creatures but it would take more than a golden stick to kill me! I’m Alectryon, the all powerful immortal trickster.” I snarled, prepared for another fight, “Well are we going to fight or are you going to try talking me to death.” With a growl, he leaped to the sky like a fucking cat and rushed towards me, his talons razor sharp. I’m going to have to chop off his skin for that blow to the chest. He tried to swing for myneck, but I easily dove under my stake next to his midsection, and I saw black blood flow out of him. What the hell? He’s changing parts of his body in some way just to divert me. He’s mixing di

His thoughts were his, and he didn't like sharing them. Vargas placed a withered finger to his temple, pretending to be deep in thought, his body bent almost in half, with one leg stretched out in front of him, toes pointed outward. He resembled a court jester more than a demon. "And yet, I am here." He then pointed a long, clawed finger at the church. "And soon, my dear Warrior of the Way, I will be in there." The demon laughed as he vanished from sight, popping out as Tryna had popped in, the odor of sulfur in the air.

Davis thinks that he only wants to sleep with her but I know that it's more than that and this idiot has no idea about it. All my friends are different species. Arjun is a Romantic Beast. Neil is a Mysterious Cruel Devil. Davis is the Sexiest Monster. and I am. I am a Demon, a Soul Sucker Demon but I got my Fire, my soul in the name of my wife, My Queen. Mrs. Maria Daniel Miller. Now, I am praying for my brother's future mates. God bless them and give them some extra power to tame them. I laughed madly at my own thoughts.

His life depended on it! However, the first target he focused on was Travis. He needed fresh blood and meat. Travis was an Earth rank warrior, and his blood energy was extremely strong. “Retreat!” Alex kept away the dragon bone sword and warned loudly as he prepared to cast Thunder Palm Mantra. Hundreds of wraith puppets swarmed around him the moment he said that, and to protect Anna, he had no way to extend help. That small period of delay caused Travis to be caught by the old demon’s Blood Shadow Demon Arts and instantly turned into a mummy. But the old demon was frantic and was not satisfied with just that. Seeing how the rest of the Missouri division’s members gathered together, he round

Sherman Kreeper he was a red demon, with twisted goat horns, in which he had enemies more through incompetence than being a demon, but that like Trigon himself, he was from another dimension, recently, in which he was sent to being one of the members of the sectors of that dimension, in which he was a demon who, in addition to being incompetent, was not following some rules and regulations. When Sherman fell into the black stripe of the infernal retinues and the domes of the hell masters' central circles, Darkness even with Tsuki's help needed him to stay away, for that he used one of the lawyers and humans who had an interest in himself. convert as one of those chosen to be converted.

"I’m... willing to reconsider your conditions. But for now, release the package you’re holding for me." The demon grinned, fangs glinting. "You evil, soulless dog," he crooned. "Of course. With a little something extra—my treat. When do you want her ready?" "As soon as possible. I need someone ruthless, cunning, strong enough to survive in this realm. No slip-ups. I want a real killer." He laughed hard, almost manically. “Wait until they get a load of my Trojan horse.” A soldier burst into the room, out of breath, fear dripping from his voice.

Only aura he could feel. "Watch out--!" shouted Logan immediately throwing the table at the devil who was about to take Alice's leg again. However—Brukk—Arkhh—Logan wasn't ready when the demon suddenly turned around and grabbed him and banged his head against the wall. "I'm a mivorous Akuoshaa!" Mr.Erick's serum together with the figure of the devil that suddenly could be seen. A satanic figure with a height of only 150 cm, red eyes with a black aura that was so thick emanating from his body. His body is filled with demonic symbols, making Tristan immediately take out the object he usually wears. And—Shtttttt—Tristan with a quick motion spread the object in the form of powder on the satan wh