Demonic Dragon Novels & Stories

She enchants; with thunderstorm and lighting covering the whole of Mephistopheles. “Sudum dominium! Sudum dominium! Sudum dominium!” Queen Lilith enchants, her eyes turning completely red. A creature emerges from the lava pit. What stood in front of her was a demon dragon, big, strong but made up with dead flesh. It screeches loudly with terror and breathing out fire from it's mouth. The demon dragon flies up roaring loudly as everyone falls to their knees bowing down to their all powerful queen. Queen Lilth was quite pleased with what she did and called her dragon Rhaegal. She asks the demon slayer to keep him at the dragon pit.

she says in a protective whisper and kisses my forehead before using vampire speed to take out the small group. My parents look at me with wide eyes, questioning without words if they saw right. Mackenzie comes back with her face covered in blood with relief in her vampire eyes. "I'm feeling much better," she says switching back, cleaning her face with a cloth. She turns to my surprised parents and smiles bashfully. "I'm the Dhampir in case you're struggling to figure that out. I only drink vampire blood and eat regular food when I can't get it." "It's an honor to meet you," my parents say bowing their heads to her.

Such an ungentlemanly fellow ! "what are you?" she asked the lingering question in her head. "You don't look human" "I'm not" "Then what are you?" she pressed. He gave her one of his smirks as he smacked his fangs, "what do you think?" Arianna thought for a while, "A demon?" Damian laughed, "how would you know? Ever encountered one before?" Arianna shook her head, she hasn't but it felt like he was, "then what are you?"

He will fight till the end and if I don’t do something, it’s sure to happen. Drake threw his arm out attempting to hold me back. I had forgotten that he had come here with me. “Demi, don’t. Let me!” Before I could protest, Drake’s body started to change. I have never seen his true demonic form before. He began to morph into a creature that towered as tall as any dragon. He stood on two legs with hooves for feet. His legs bent in an unusual way that would remind you of a goat or something of the sort. His skin was black and leathery, almost looking like burnt flesh. His face and torso still remained, his hands had claws and his head held two huge horns that curled. His body had a red glowing

“That’s like making a pact, right?” “Not entirely. Taming is for demons with beast blood mixed into them, while pacts are solely for pure demons.” “Think of it as having a pet.” Belphegor adds, walking over to Gorshe. “It’s like having an adorable little pet. Ain’t that right?” He tried petting Gorshe, but the dragon hit him with its tail that Mammon secretly freed. “Ow! Hey!” Then, Belphegor turns to me with a pout on his mask while pointing at the dragon. “I don’t like him. I vote that we kill it.”

The whole place was a boiling pot of screams and sorrow. Drake neared the black throne of his father in his demon form. A large goat-like figure with horns. Something like that could easily equal the strength of a dragon, Drake thought to himself. It had been a while since Drake let his demon side out on full display. Living among humans didn’t let him indulge in such pleasures anymore.

As I approached the demon's cell, I could feel his malevolent presence pressing in on me, like a dark cloud suffocating my senses. But I refused to be intimidated. I stood tall and proud, channeling the full force of my dragon powers to shield myself from his evil influence. "Demon," I said, my words echoing off the walls of the dungeon. For a moment, there was no response, only a deep and eerie silence. But then, a low chuckle echoed through the darkness, and I could feel the demon's presence stirring once again. "You are a foolish creature," he hissed, his voice cold and menacing. "You think that your dragon powers can protect you from me? You are nothing but a speck of dust, a mere insect

It was as if a veil had covered her mind, memory, and ability to think. "Just blast another of their headquarter again." It was the voice again, seemingly the continuation of the conversation fragments. This time, it was a female voice. "What the use? Dæmon's main rat hole is not easy to track. Even if you set fire on one of his headquarters, he wouldn't have cared." Another male voice again, but this time was lighter, and his tone contemptuous, laced with slight anger and mockery. "Tsk, isn't he such a ruthless person?"

' thought Charlotte with a troubled expresison . " That's right ! I am glad that you at least are aware of the reason why you are here . " said Damien with a smirk as he looked at Charlotte's desperate expression . " Now that I think about it , we haven't had a proper introduction thanks to your special entrance into my world . " said Damien . Charlotte started to recall how she got here , how she ended up throwing up on his clothes and the other moments too which made her feel even more awkward . " My name is Damien PenDraco ! I am the king of this world which is mainly the world dominated by dragons . " said Damien with a smirk .

Bethel frowned for a moment, “Well from a baby really, she would summon cakes from the kitchen and she would summon Lady Persephone’s son’s toys to play with. It was quite amusing really.” Helga’s eyes narrowed, “Seraphina, you are such a mystery.” She shook her head. “What do you mean?” Bethel questioned. “Well if we just consider the facts first, she is a Dragon Dhampir, a Dhampir with a familiar is rare enough yet, to have a Dragon familiar? I know I don’t need to tell you how rare that is,” Bethel nodded at Helga. “She also carries Alexandria’s Genesis, she has the markings for spirit, she-” Helga’s face paled as a thought came to mind.