Demonic Samurai Novels & Stories

I finished the summoning sigils I needed to use and began to chant the spell in Angelic our mother tongue, the words getting more powerful with every utterance, until finally a great beam of light lit up the church from the inside, and Sammael appeared Standing at all of seven feet tall with golden hair and piercing grey eyes, silver armor covered his torso, and shoulders over a white tunic and kilt and from his knees to the tops of his boots were silver braces, in one hand stood a massive spear, that was taller than he was in his other hand was a silver shield "You have summoned me fledgling state your business and do not waste my time" Sammael stated "an act of injustice has been done agai

Seeing that Red Rose was about to say something else he stopped her and said, “She was able to kill the old man when we could barely withstand his energy. Clearly, she is hiding a lot – and we are about to witness them.” General Samoa’s eyes flashed open and the noise and bruhaha that his return had caused disappeared. It was as though what had happened was merely an illusion of the eyes and delusion of the mind. The first person that came into his vision was his lord, and he bowed to pay his respects. “General Samoa greets the Demon King. I will now carry out my duty.” He muttered and stood up, taking in the sight of this world. “Are you the one threatening the life of my lord?” he asked up

Juliette fried as Sam looked at her with red eyes that showed he was possessed and unable to hear a word they said, he just continued tearing off her clothes one after the other. “Let her go now!!” Damian screamed and his horns and dark claws grew out. Sam paused to look at Damian who also seemed confused on what was happening to him, he knew he was a paranormal being but he never knew what he was even after years of trying so he just concluded he was powerless and a weakling that others always fought his battles. Damian looked at himself and saw his skin turning to scales and his claws dripping of a venom that he knew exactly what it could do, he was a fox devil and also a kanima. With one

Each of them carried the weight of their master's will, and none dared speak as they awaited the signal. Elijah was the first to stir. He was a dangerous-looking man with an aura that spoke of countless battles survived and a soul steeped in darkness. His eyes gleamed with a predatory light, the kind that came from years of hunting and being hunted in return. A jagged scar ran from his left temple down to his jaw, a mark of some long-forgotten battle, but it only added to his menacing appearance. His black armor, etched with ancient runes, seemed to drink in the light around him, casting his figure in deep shadows. He was a perfect instrument for the task that lay ahead.

Kat continued. “I have been owned and used all my existence, it is what I am, a servant created to serve higher demons. I am a warrior demon...a foot soldier…except for one subtle difference that puts me apart from the rest of them…” Mikhail was staring unblinking into her eyes. Ruben frowned not liking this connection, not knowing where it was going, but Kat had the floor. Vladimir was also staring at her mesmerized.

The fear on their faces couldn't be mistaken. "You know how long it took us to get these goods from the Chinese, you know me and you choose to dare me" The evil aura is sensed in the room. Everyone shook with fear because they know that one way or the other, they will be affected. One way or the other, Leslie is going to die. "I'm sorry boss. They overpowered us." "Who hijacked it" "Samantos" The sparkle in his eyes was replaced with fire. His gray eyes changed to black. His smile no longer reaches his eyes. Evil smile.

“Lord! Please run away! Demons are attacking! “Demons are supposed to be at the borders, how the hell are they attacking us!” Panic Gautbert reached out from below the seat of the carriage revealing a foreign looking black slender steel with a handle. As Gautbert opened the carriage door and aimed at the demon who's attacking one of his guards , a loud blast resonated as he pulled the trigger. It was an illegal weapon in the kingdom.

Someone stepped up beside them both and swirled her sword. "I'm sorry Father, but I've chosen this path." "Asmodeus?!" Sathanas thundered. "Unfortunately, I may have brought some guests." Hundreds of demons rose from underneath the floor, marching to stand behind the trio, Asmodeus, Bagdanas, and Alichino. They roared and cheered in preparation for a fight.

I yell, hearing the quartz finally shatter and hundreds of demons are now see beginning to charge towards us! Five seconds, Five Seconds, FIVESECONDS!! All types and shapes, colors, and beings frighteningly gained their way to the middle of the bridge. Yielding swords, axes, bows, snapping jaws and even some two horned goat looking guy! This was my first time ever seeing demons since Bahm had started allowing me in. IT WAS A HORROR!!! I was frozen in fear. Bahm suddenly throws me to the farthest end away from him and stands in front of my body, trying to perform a spell.

Myla turned to him with wide eyes. “That’s too much, why are you doing this?” But Ares didn’t even glance at her. “Why are you still standing here? Take her away!” The guards nodded then grabbed on to Samantha and dragged her away. She didn’t scream nor beg for forgiveness, she just kept staring at Myla with and intent Myla couldn’t identify. “Get someone to clean this up, you’re all dismissed as well” Ares muttered before crossing over the dead body and walking away. Myla stared down at the body in utter dismay. She didn’t know why but she had actually start to think that Ares wasn’t as bad as she had grown up to believe but he was much worse, he really was a monster.