Demons Number Novels & Stories

They hide, happy to have no smell or real bodies, because the places where they could hide were very relative. They see the demons putting the little creatures in cubicles and putting a hose in the muzzle of one, securing it with a strap. The cubicle immediately moves upwards, and they follow the movement with their eyes. Thousands. There were simply thousands of cubicles there. Each one with a hose, which represented thousands of new demons. Lucifron looks at Gary with questions in his eyes, and Gary shrugs. - I'm hungry. – the four-armed demon says. – How many more do we have to harvest today?

He had a faraway look on his face and he was drooling like a dog. "How many times has it been? Ben is the tenth hunter who became like this after encountering that demon! Just what is she doing to them?!" Dante, one of the oldest hunters, and one of the leaders, angrily snapped. For as long as humans remember, they have been sharing this world with demons lurking around the world. They weren't able to do anything at first and they suffer their torture and abuse, but a group has finally had enough and trained. Thanks to them, more and more people are now fighting evil demons to fight for peace and they are called 'Demon Hunters'.

I exclaimed cheerfully. Bastian smiled at my outburst and turned us into the park’s parking lot. He found a spot quickly and placed the car in park. He took his seatbelt off and turned in his seat to look at me. “Okay Ren time for a pop quiz. Are you ready?” I giggled and nodded, wiggling excited in my car seat. “How many types of demons are there?” “7!” “Correct and which type am I?” “Pride!” “Besides demons, what else is out there?”

“How many? When? Where?” Hermes flicks his wrist, glancing at a watch that disappears and reappears like it’s glitching through timelines. “I’ve got ten minutes—max—before I need to regroup with the demons. I’m expecting two to three platoons, so about 75 demons. All of them have magical abilities. Probably some gods in the mix too.” He exhales, tapping his fingers restlessly. “It’ll happen during the ceremony—two nights from now. I can redirect the invasion wherever you want, but I need that decision now.”

he admits as razor sharp needles cut the insides of my gut. "Too many who?" I ask, swallowing back the dry lump that just formed in my throat. He looks away, and that's when I know. That's when I know exactly what he meant. "H-how many Demons are there?" I whisper, bracing for the worst. He shakes his head again, and I know he doesn't want to share, but when I take his face in my hands his eyes return to me. "Seven," he whispers, closing his eyes. I have to catch my breath. Holy mother...

But if you were to ask Wise, he would reply without hesitation, "Ten thousand." In a clandestine maneuver orchestrated by their lord, 9000 demons had seamlessly transformed into human form, ready to serve as a formidable force under Wise's command. However, for this particular conflict, Wise had chosen to deploy only five hundred of these demon knights, the elite among their kind. The first wave of demon knights, a hundred strong, had been summoned to the battlefield, their demonic essence unleashed as they wreaked havoc in the heart of the Merlock formation. These monstrous warriors, honed through months of rigorous training within the depths of the dungeon, had recently completed their tra

The demon of envy. The last but not the least, the six demon, Beelzebub as Gluttony. Thamer's summoned his six demons who was only sleeping inside his body for almost twenty one years. They would joined forces together to protect their master, the new master of the Underworld, Thamer Reid. ----- " Help! Help!" Diana's voice could be heard in the darkness. The six demons roamed their eyes to the helpless voice of a young woman until they saw Diana with Damon, almost drowned in the cursed lake.

I cleared my throat as I was taken back to the previous events, as to why I was summoning those demons. Couple of weeks after the ambush to the northern pack, my coven decided to enslave those demons for their own purposes. I was obviously against them, but they were making me fulfill my duties. And I was actually welcoming the assignment, trying to make myself busy to forget about Don. "...there are five covens, but there were thirty seven demons that were sucessfully summoned and shackled as their slaves. My coven included." I said looking directly at Shani, wishing that she could forgive me.

“East of the territory, near the border. A minor demon attacked a patrol of guardians. Two injured, none dead, but the demon escaped.” “How many are still loose?” I asked. “According to the witch, five or six crossed over. We’ve eliminated two. At least three remain, possibly four. And if there’s a high-ranking one like the one that incinerated the fisherman, that’s top priority.” “I have to go,” he said, putting on his jacket. “Damián and Klaus are already assembling the team. If we leave now, we can reach the area before nightfall and track the demon while the trail is fresh.”

“Oh, forgive my manners. I'm Onesmius. The Golden one. I'm the Last son of the King of Hell. My brothers call my the Favorite One.” The Golden one. No wonder his eyes were golden. I was almost close to him now. “How many fatals are there?” “Seven. The number of Perfection. There are seven Fatals and thousands of demons. But for today, you only have to deal with me. The next time you see one of us, you may not be this lucky but I'm nice.” Chase's legs gave way and he fell and thankfully, not down the stairs. I caught him before his body could even hit the floor.