Demonios Del Infierno Novels & Stories

I wiped my tears and looked at her. “Do you…believe in hell, Mom?” I asked. Her brows furrowed. “Yes? I really didn’t know Majesty but the bible says that it exist for the bad people who commit sins when they were alive,” she said. “They become a demon, Mom?” She was now confused on my questions but I really have to ask it. “No…they are being punished by the Demons, Majesty.” “Then where did the Demons came from?”

ALMA I was scared out of my mind. I thought I was going to die with no one to save me. Until Lazzaro came. I hated everything about the underworld with my whole being. A girl couldn’t escape her abductor without being abducted by another. Just that these ones were out to kill me. I didn’t understand Russian, but I knew what ubit meant. It meant kill. And they used that a lot. They were going to murder me.

Silas's voice was edged with disbelief, as if grappling with the idea of supernatural forces at play. Ezra turned his attention to Lady Athena, his curiosity piqued. "What kind of curse are we dealing with, exactly?" Lady Athena's gaze held a mixture of solemnity and concern as she began to explain. "A demonic curse is a potent form of dark magic, woven in a way that links the victim to a malevolent entity, in this case, a demon. The victim becomes a conduit for the demon's influence, their emotions, thoughts, and even actions manipulated by the curse. It's a sinister form of control, and demons often utilize it to spread chaos and further their own agendas."

Lucas glanced back at him and said, "I'll let you know since you're eager to find out. I'm a demon." Demon!!! The Inferno Organization knew that was Lucas a demon. However, they did not know what a demon exactly was. "Demon?" Colton was astonished as he had never heard of it in his entire life. "Well, perhaps you can view it this way. Throughout this entire world, there's only one demon in existence, and that's me," Lucas said. Colton stared at Lucas doubtfully because he was just a Rank 8 Evolved One with four Rank 7 Zombies and a Rank 6 Zombie under his control.

Especially Juniper and Ahlum when they said it. “That’s what Katastrofi is!?” Vera and Freya yelled at the same time, jaw dropped at the demon standing there. Unable to react properly, Tristan began to tell them about the demons. “Mhm. There are four corrupted demons- Katastrofi from Aziel. Delora from Yizar. The other two are unknown to the world.” Juniper and Ahlum exchanged nervous glances, certainly not wanting to tell them they have already met Delora. But those two demons were extremely powerful.

He clenched his fist and stepped a little closer towards the boulder, his booted feet making a depression on the black sand. The Encyclopedia of Demons or popularly known as the Dictionnaire Infernal is the book Marcus had found in the Vatican Archives that talked about the demon with blue and violet flames. It may not have given a fitting picture of what the hellish entity looked like, but it was able to provide enough information for him to use.

He asked. "I came to check up on you" I replied. "I will be on my way out" I replied.. "Tread carefully with the Demons" He yelled to my back. "Okay" I replied and moved out. I walked out of the Cave and then Dynamic Baby crept into my mind. "An invisible Demon and his assistant one-eyes demon is going to attack the south side of Delon this night and they will be on their way very soon" She said. "How did you know?" I asked.

“Do you know how many souls, how much strength that has gifted me? You must know I can control the hearts and minds of your every enforcer—” The former priest kicks his way free of the weakened, necrotic grip of the demon’s current host. The second that strangle hold stops cutting off his breath, the Latin verse starts rolling from his lips. “Omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica. Lustra! Lus—”

Then he pulled a letter from his desk and handed it to me. I read it, my blood running cold. The words were sharp and cruel, filled with hatred and threats. I could feel the venom dripping from every sentence. To the Devil of Vercelli, You have taken what is ours. You have built your empire on the bones of our family. But we are coming for you. We are coming for your wife. We are coming for your son. And we will take everything from you, just as you took everything from us. The Serpents of the South.

Elian pressed closer, spectral hands reaching uselessly, horror rooting him as the chamber dissolved into chaos—clashing steel, demonic roars, the infant's wail cutting through like a knife. It dawned on Damitri then, in that frozen instant, the witch's warnings he'd ignored: the entity he'd summoned wasn't ally or benefactor, but the Devil of the Abyss, binder of souls, weaver of curses that tainted bloodlines forever. The power he'd stolen now poisoned his legacy, birthing a thirst in his sons that the full moon would eternally ignite—a blood hunger that chained the wolf to infernal chains.