Demonic Domain Novels & Stories

V. The demon king, Lucifer Black is the most dangerous and brutal demon. He is the cruel and dark king of the devil's kingdom named Lucifer's hell. The demon of deception and savagery. He loved to kill, and had dark magic that could rip his enemies into pieces quickly of a second. Going against him meant death because he is the strongest demon in the realm. He was merciless and everyone feared him, even his family. His body, his features, and his voice had authority among the whole demons. And looked like he was made for the night of all of its sins... Years of war and battle made him cold, his enemies made him more ruthless.

He turns and sees my focus on his hand, before pausing a moment to also look down at what is now normal skin, and makes a soft noise under his breath that almost seems like a laugh. “Figured out why the smarter wolves are afraid of me, Princess?” he mocks me before pushing his way inside. Unrattled by my seeing his true self, and in fact, it feels a lot like he grows cockier with every step as my returning trepidation grows. It sends a chill through me as I follow him into the cozy space, not really taking it in, my thoughts swimming with newfound fear as I try to recall Leyanne's teachings. Demonics. The fractured half of the Angelics. Once a whole whose conflicting parts were torn apart be

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.

"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?"

Save those repulsed by the powerful sorcerous wards laid into the foundations of this place that is: the pact-forged signature marking it as the domain of a demon. A church does not remain consecrated ground once you summon a lord of hell onto the premises. It doesn’t matter if you keep him trapped inside a pentagram. This particular cathedral is now the unholy bastion of Ashmedai: lord of lust, master of incubi, succubi, Striga, and also a certain strain of ancient Eastern-European vampires. That said, you would think I (a fellow cursed bloodsucker) could have strolled into this cathedral most anytime I cared to without even bothering to first saturate my bloodstream with Ashmedai’s harvest

"It's not a berserk skill. It's something else!" Jake and Creed both had skeptical glare. Fang sighed and opened its mouth. "A look-alike divergent of Limiters. It's called the 'Domain'!" "Domain!" Creed replied with a frown, "Never heard that before!" "Of course you haven't! It's not that famous!" Fang shrugged nonchalantly "Domain is a dark horse that only a few people like to bet on!" "You see, Berserk skills are a manifestation of entropy within space! However, Domain is more of the energy reserve within the body itself!"

She inquired. "T-This isn't a trick of the light... It's a different domain! The demon has merged his previous domain with another!" In amazement, Alfred spoke these words. Domain? Dior's expression darkened. Did this demon have a domain? And not just one, but two? When did domains start to become so widespread? Dior wore a ravenous grin. Her mind swiftly forgot the possibility that a demon with a domain might be much more powerful than she was. But she quickly returned to reality.

Lumina finished the last ten of the two hundred and fifteen outworlders humans were capable of summoning from their worlds before returning her attention to her son. Considered, the other kingdoms referred to them as demons, but not the house of Elzcrid. It was a mistake they would never be caught dead making.

The demon domain was a chaos of shifting terrain—a scorched maze of rivers that bled into caverns, crumbling cliffs, and a desert that pulsed with heat like the breath of a furnace. “Where in the world do we even start looking for Charlene?” Argun asked, peering through the rippling portal.

He forced her to leave England and sent her off to the New world. Little did he know that by sleeping with the human girl, he created me, a Dhampir, half human, half vampire. It's never been known for humans and vampires to mix so it wasn't known what would happen. My mother took shelter with a woman and her husband who ran a tavern. When she found out about me the compulsion wore off and memories of what the vampire King did came flooding to the surface. She tells the woman she's been living with for the last few weeks and she and her husband swore to protect her and her child. They would keep the child secret from the world.