Demonic Gundam Novels & Stories

Nami said as she already spread out her black wings on her back and Diana fainted, Jonas stumbled back while looking up to Nami in shocked, Jiroo coos and picks up Dalgom who were barking loudly that echoes throughout the entire house, Cubby covered Mina's eyes, Sean dropped his jaw staggered at what he was witnessing now and I slapped my forehead and shook my head. "Y-you're a.." "Demon, yes." Nami said bitterly. "And so did Liam, because his father turns into a demonic one and he turns Liam into one when he lets Liam drink his blood." "I drank what?" "Demian's blood." "Eew that's gross!" Jiroo shrieks and pretends to gag. "What the–." "Oh no no, I mean the blood, not you being a demon, Lia

Arch-demon Kelvin stared at Selene and spat, "Damn it, Roosevelt!" Then he flared his dark wings and shot into the sky. I couldn’t stop staring at his horns, his violent red eyes. These creatures weren’t just loyal to Roosevelt. They were on a mission. They didn’t fear death like normal demons. These ones wanted the war. They craved it.

Deep down it was a weird silence beyond the border and her own adrenaline could tell something was not right. A pair of black smoke appeared infront of Iris' eyes. They were men with dark red skin and two, long horns growing out of their forehead and wore long robes commonly used in cults. She can smell the sulfur out of them, these men are demons. Her hatred for them is still there in her heart and all she wanted was to kill them. Pointing the gun to their way ready to shoot if one of them makes a move on her. "Greetings, human. My name is Passadio and this is Futurio we have come to see the little human our master will meet soon." The twin demons have short hair and she can tell the differ

No one could tell who owns who like the two pairs of wings were the same sizes and were dyed with black and sharp edges. “Gukasho, hide within my shadows.” Grand Duke Zel ordered his trusted butler while waving his right hand in one small sweep. “As you wish, your grace.” The latter bowed his head and entered the black hole that was eerily the same as Cent’s demonic arts that used the shadow. The moment that Gukasho entered the black hole, the dark wobbly entrance also vanished. Does it mean that I have the same demonic power as my father? Are all Halflings like this?

"You are entering a private extraction zone under the exclusive jurisdiction of the Gidyon Mining Corporation. Vacate the perimeter immediately, or your presence will be logged as an illegal labor strike and met with lethal kinetic force." Dante didn't wait for the drone to cycle its targeting arrays. With a final, agonizing surge of alpha-marrow, his massive frame lunged forward, his jaws snapping shut around the drone’s secondary chassis before the speaker could even click off. The titanium housing shattered like cheap glass between his teeth, throwing off a violent shower of blue sparks as he slammed the smoking wreck into the gray mud at his feet.

Duke asserted after swooping dangerously low towards two warships and blowing up their SAMs. "Marlena?" Dad summoned. He kept twisting the jet to avoid the kriplings since bullets would not work on their black smoky form. Sickness pooled in my stomach. My face was downcast and I wanted to vomit. "Alpha, I'm working on it. The necromancer has gotten stronger because of the presence of the shard. He's pulling power from Assad." Marlena sounded tired over the radio. "Dad, I can help." I offered to use my guardians.

Kazi yelled into his comms, backing away from the rust demon. He wasn't talking to himself. Suddenly, the waterfall exploded inward again. But this time, it wasn't one man. Six figures burst through the water curtain. They were wearing heavy, powered armor—smaller than Kazi’s, sleek and black, with glowing blue visors. They held heavy rifles that hummed with energy. "The Heavy Troopers," Eliana gasped. "Mercenaries. Six's death squad." "Open fire!" Kazi commanded, backing away as his chest plate began to flake off in chunks.

Under the shroud of the gray, black, and white tricolored force, Hetsema’s Demonic Body began to erode from his feet, transforming into a mass of purplish-red mist that spread gradually from his feet to engulf his entire body. Hetsema, who was originally unconscious, screamed in pain, his face twisted in agony. Seeing this, everyone covered their mouths simultaneously and showed expressions of shock. They knew that James intended to destroy Hetsema’s Demonic Body, not allowing him to even possess a physical body. This was not considered killing, but it was even worse. Under the erosion of the gray, black, and white tricolored force, Hetsema’s painstakingly cultivated Demonic Body was finally

I place my arm around her shoulder again and despite her warning earlier, she relaxes into. “It’s Deamartos.” I wait to see if she knows who I’m talking about but she makes not indication that she does.”A demon general spirit lies on this very soil.” Back in the olden days he was a master at war a general who commanded many armies. He won many battles against the human armies. “It is said that when he died they buried him somewhere here in an unmarked grave. He was so harsh and strict his own people didn’t want his corpse anywhere near them.

Without being told, the crowd divides, clearing an uninterrupted path to his destination. Just then, his face finally comes into view and then I see him even clearly. A tall, broad-shouldered man, he had a ripped body that even the clothing he wore couldn't hide it. His aura was commanding. Then his face…. heavens, well defined, it seemed as though he was created on a special day, giving him unique, extremely handsome features. His midnight black eyes held no emotion, a huge contrast to his handsome, alluring facial features. Alpha Iskander Damaris of the blood moon pack , The almighty warlord. The soulless butcher.