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Kat came to stand beside him, her hand upon his shoulder. As all the demons raised their heads Scribe suddenly bellowed out. “All hail Demon Lord Ruben, our master of the Ninth Circle” The demons all boomed out in their loudest voices. “Hail Demon Lord Ruben!” Three times before falling silent and expectant. Ruben glanced up at Kat. “What now? I really hope they aren’t expecting a speech.” “No…” She giggled behind her hand. “You can tell them to ah…fuck off, now.” Scribe said with a little amusement.

" What?! Whoa! Wait a minute here! " V4 exclaims with raised hands. Before I could say anything V7 covers my mouth. " Demon Hunter! Please don't! Leave it to us men! These demons are tricky! There's no way you can handle him! Let us out and let us save you." I stared at V7 in shock and V7 begged her in a twisted way. " V7! You Cheeky little brat! If you're interested in her fighting style then you fight her!! I'm not your test dummy!! "

muttered Evania in her relaxed manner, without any qualms. “No need then…” mumbled Sugar Aquarius briefly. “Why?” Evania slightly raised up her eyebrows. “You’ve forgot who I am, Pretty Baby. I’m a demon. I’m not an ordinary human. I can use my supernatural power to make myself invisible in your neighbors’ eyes and ears.” Sugar Aquarius Minarto was seen entering Evania’s house with his relaxed manner. “Oh yeah, I forgot that… Hehehe…” Chuckling in her exhilaration again, Evania followed her hero monster entering her house after she’d locked the front gate and door.

My eyes landed on a petite frame and intense wrath consumed me, a frightening animalistic growl vibrated from my chest, they put her in a fucking silver cage and dosed her with wolfsbane, I was under the control of my demon but I didn't lust for blood, my focus was killing these bastard and rescuing my mate. In a flash, I had passed through the seven witches who was chanting and their whispers went quiet at once. I lowered my hands which was dripping with blood as their heads dropped down one by one in a sickening thud. My bloody eyes landed on Damien who looked nothing else but frightened and I smirked. Yeah, you've never seen this me before that's why he thinks he can mess with me. I let o

he said, his voice unwavering. He worked for hours, chanting incantations and drawing intricate symbols on the talisman. And as he finished, he placed it in my hands, his eyes meeting mine. "This talisman will protect you from the Demon werewolf's charm," he said. "But be warned, it is not foolproof. You must still be vigilant, and never let your guard down." "Do not underestimate the Demon werewolf," he warned. "He is one of the most powerful and cunning creatures in all of the supernatural realm. His charm is strong, and he can manipulate even the strongest-willed individuals."

But without humans, who are we? The leader of the demon race, Vernod, who simply wants to go as Vernon Thames, has decreed upon us a significant rule: that all demons should obscure their proper demonic form, horned or not, and adopt a humanoid form. Powers should never be abused and only utilised in times of need.

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

I smirked while playing with my scythe, eyeing him intently. He is Warrick, the King of the Demon Kingdom, who was blessed directly by the Demon God and undefeated for centuries. He had killed and slave humans while taking advantage of their weaknesses. This demon should be punished. Then, King Desmond and Vladimir—the fake King of the witches, joined the giant demon. I smirked as I read King Desmond's and Vladimir's mind. Vladimir said, 'Tsk. This girl is weak.' "Don't underestimate me, Vladimir," I said but didn't look at him and he was dumbfounded.

I've felt his presence for a while—he murdered Hayley. "Oh, you don't know?" Beelzebub laughs and exchanges a smirk with the four other demons he brought with him—Asmodeus, Leviathan, Lamia, and Mammon. Lamia, the snake woman, gives me a creepy smile. "Hello, Lucifer." I frown. Lamia has always liked me—the feeling isn't mutual. Lamia has the torso of a woman but the body of a snake. I find her repulsive. "Hi..." I growl back.

, he said and he quickly turned off his phone. My tears still streaming down my face. I wiped it with the back of my palm. I took my laptop inside my bag. I put it on my study table near the window. I rolled up the blinds just to exposed my room to the brightness of the sunrays. I sat and begun to type and browse about the vampire thing. I type the words Demon hunter and when I clicked the enter the same name appeared on the laptop screen. " Alexis Demitri ". I click the name and I saw his biography. He's the only one who's in a young age of ten, caught and killed a wild boar in their town. He's known to be one of the demon hunter who's still active and available anytime. He's father is Vict