Demons Classification Novels & Stories

Before I start this book, I want to explain something. Who is a Yoruba Demon? A Yoruba Demon is technically a full fledged Zaddy. They're not literal demons but we'll soon know why they are called that in a second. So a Yoruba demon is a very handsome,tall, fine as hell, ripped body kind of guy. Let's not forget stinking rich. But inside all of that, he's not your everyday kind of boyfriend. Trust me, Yoruba demons don't have to beg to get into your pants. You'll be the one taking your pants off lol.

Instead, killing demons would. Most of the time, one would get spirit crystals. There were four kinds of demons, and killing demons at higher levels would gain better rewards. The four demon classifications were green demons, crimson demons, unique demons, and demon kings. Someone had killed a demon king before and managed to get two pieces of purple gold as a reward. Two pieces of purple gold equated to 20 million spirit crystals, which was no small amount. Most warriors that entered the Toman Battlefield would be aiming for green demons. After all, green demons were the weakest on the Toman Battlefield, and killing them would yield rewards.

I hide the book under my clothes and ran back to my room, deciding to read it there, I need to know what Scar is, why he wants me to love him, am I a sacrifice to satan or something. I started to read about the demons, all of them are creatures of hell, some made of humans, others born or created by Lucifer, the demons belong there. The lower level demons, can't do much, the intermediate can cause nightmares but they can't do what Scar does, but the last paragraph talked about lords. Demon Lords are bound to hell only, their only companion is other demons from their family, they are not allowed to fall in love with any earth creatures, the king of hell keep them most in hell with him but the

explained Miss Kitty eloquently. “So, Mr. Virando is indeed a kind of strong, robust and powerful demon, isn’t he?” asked Mrs. Yulia Kammal raising up her eyebrows again. “Not a demon actually... Yakshasare one level above us humans – more or less semi gods... And so are dragons, gandharbas, kinnaras, mahoragas, and garudas... They’re not demons... Demons are one level below us humans... You know, based on the good deeds... Do you get it?” asked Miss Kitty to Mrs. Yulia after her quite long explanation.

Or Samael, not that there's much of a difference- I cringed, disgusted. “Ew.” I skimmed the page: Demons, for the most part, are harmless. We're more interested in pranking or shagging you than devouring your immortal soul. Not that souls aren't delicious. But I digress. I use the term 'demon' loosely, referring to any jack that's this side of the Border. Demons, in the Abrahamic conception of the word, don't actually exist. I'm horny as hell, but I ain't got horns. Sure, some of us look like we eat brimstone for breakfast, but the truth is we're a diverse bunch of folks.

I looked at her, waiting for her explanation. “Demons, just like angels, are divided into different tiers and categories and they live in different pits of hell. Only the ones who are deemed to be civil, responsible and powerful enough would be made to go through a lot of tests and that too after a century of practicing patience that they can come on earth and perform their duties. The imps and vampires and succubi, all of you are citizens of hell by choice, not born to it. So the rules which are applicable to you and which are applicable to us are different. One stupid woman, has summoned Jezebel and that too thinking that she can control her. And now the demon of lust is roaming free of an

Evelyn has seen mages, elves, dragons, giants, and goblins in this other world, but not demons. Demons are a collective term for all the foul and unclean demons of the Abyss that grow in the Old Realm, cut off from all time and space, and are the offspring of the Old Gods. Thousands of years ago, the Old Gods were overthrown by the New Gods and banished to the Old Realm, and it is the New God system that the off-world continent Evelyn is on believes in.

Alex clutched his head, desperately trying to block out the onslaught, but it was a battle he seemed destined to lose. His dual nature became an ever-present torment. He found himself torn between the memories of a life he cherished and the reality of the darkness that threatened to consume him. The demon's whispers grew louder, urging him to surrender, to give in to his true nature. But in the depths of his being, a flicker of resistance burned, a small flame of hope that refused to be extinguished.

] The shop owner immediately sent back a string of question marks. Me: [What's wrong?] Shop owner: [Please tell me you're joking! That's not an incubus! That's a demon, and the most dangerous kind at that!] Incubi had markings. Demons had them too. For someone unfamiliar with the difference, they were indeed hard to tell apart. Everything made sense now—why Raven never needed to feed, why he insisted he had no owner, and why he always caught himself before saying too much. That night, when the enforcement officers conducted their search, they were looking for Raven.

she woefully said. “So Chester has no demon qualities ?” I asked. “He has only recessive demon genes in him which will never surface up except that unknown to even him, he has a fully functioning womb that can bear children like normal demons. The demon clan has always been a unique species and to keep their line going on, the Mother Goddess made their bodies such that even males could bear children even if they had female mates,” she explained. “I love it when we are having sex ed classes,” Kai- the pervert gleefully said and I knew he did that to lighten the mood of the tense room and it worked like a charm when everyone was back to bickering and bantering with each other, Aunt Nyssa inclu