Demonic Lightning Novels & Stories

Blue lightning, tiny bolts of lightning that fluttered like streamers in the wind. "What a joke," grumbles the angel. Then he simply shoves the axe into the ground, opening a crack where the two sides of the blade break the ground. "What are you doing?" whispers Shandra. Desmon's eyes begin to turn as red as blood. His white wings spread open. "Now you will understand who you have messed with, you insignificant vermin." Dark red flames begin to fall behind him, very reminiscent of the small embers that Sam and Julian summoned when they were concentrating their own power. Desmon's debauched expression disappears, giving way to an unbelievable seriousness.

-Get his face up- The chains came down, pulled him to his feet and faced him up. Ban: Not many Demons have seen him so I guess this is his first ever public spotlight. Actually now that I think of it. Only one has ever seen it. Anyway….--- COME KRAKEN! The whole Arena suddenly flooded with dark shadow that seemed like it's flowing like water on the sea except for where I stood. The atmosphere felt dark and everyone in the gallery felt a chill run down their spine. Melany: This… It seemed like a summoning spell was invoked. Is he finally summoning? It's not clear what exactly he is summoning with this cage and that darkness.

The essence of the storm has fully awakened, and I am its master. "I am the God of Thunder!" The words come tumbling out of my mouth without restraint, followed by deafening thunderclaps that shake the earth. The lightning hurls the wereapes and hybrids coming towards me backwards with great force sending them crashing into each other. Right where I'm standing, I hold out my hands, and lightning bolts, imbued with my intent to kill, erupt, smiting down the wereapes and their hybrids one after the other. Almost all of them are electrocuted and instantly burnt to death. Some of them are still alive but barely. Their mighty growls have turned to painful groans

Helga sighed. “Do you often see Dhampir’s with extra abilities?” Achilles asked. “Not often but, it does happen occasionally of course, I’ve never know it to give someone an extra marking though… Seraphina is a very strong Dhampir already, its fascinating to see her channel her powers without using incantations, I suspect that awakening her Dragon has strengthened her powers further and maybe even awakened unknown abilities. Has she spoke of having dream visions in the past?” Helga asked Achilles.

Black as the darkest night hair against a crisp linen pillow, brown skin against a blindingly white sheet, and tiger’s eyes burning with deliberate cruelty and triumph into hers. In horrified rejection of the imagery that had sprung into her mind, Lara Anderson shuddered violently, dimly aware that she was still in the grip of severe shock. Abruptly, she was dredged from her turmoil by the insistent shrill of the telephone in the hall. Reluctantly she answered the summons, carefully shutting the lounge door behind her so that her father was not disturbed.

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

I ordered as she went back to the gun. “Wait! Those are…” She paused, looking at me as I swallowed hard and I nodded my head. “Mercenaries. They want someone on this boat. Just take them out please,” I said to her as she went on taking her shots. “Lily, they have drums near the Hatch. Can you take that out?” I said to her as she nodded her head, before shooting several times on the hatch before the boat went up in flames. “Fuck! How the fuck do you know all this?” She asked me as I swallowed hard.

I knew that we did not have all of the same abilities or anything, but I barely knew anything about all of this compared to him. Luna Ziyah stood up and mentioned that she had done more research on Demacore weaknesses and found out that they were weak against lightning because it was a pure form of light. “Raise your hand if you personally have access to lightning,” Beauty said. That was definitely one thing that I had gotten really great with and immediately raised my hand. Looking out over the crowd, I saw quite a few hands raised. “Now, also raise your hand if any of your people who will be fighting have access to it,” she said next.

Marlene—the girl from the club. “Jesus Christ!” Marlene exclaimed, looking away. Ruby looked clueless, while Jamila raised an eyebrow. “Are you okay, Marlene?” Jamila asked. “I’m fine,” Marlene replied immediately. “Sure? You look like you just saw the devil in a black suit and Italian shoes,” Ruby laughed. “Trust me, I just saw the devil—and he looked exactly like that,” Marlene said, eyes wide. “But isn’t the devil supposed to have horns and all that?” Jamila asked. Marlene facepalmed.

The group in the middle was not only fighting the Demons that were coming from down below, but also the Angels that were raining down lightning on the group. If I look at the picture long enough I can almost see the flash from the lightning sparkling in my eyes. The image was captivating to look at and I find it hard for me to drag my gaze away from it. Demons can be seen crawling from beneath the earth, dragging their beastly bodies up through the ground and attacking anyone that stands close enough to their grasp.