Demons Souls Blessed Weapons Novels & Stories

"Let me do the honors." Nodding Reggie handed the weapon over to Summer. As she took the gun from Reggie's hand Summer could see nothing but images of Asher being beaten and tortured. Not even batting an eyelash she pulled the trigger allowing a bullet to fly and connect directly between the mans eyes sending him flying backwards in his chair and landing back first on the ground. Handing the weapon back to Reggie who stood staring wide eyed Summer kept her gaze fixed on the now dead man whose blood was steadily pooling around him.

The days passed quickly, after seven days Glory sent a message that she decided to stay in the Immortal Soul Tree in order to become stronger and help Ahmet in his quest, after two months Doom and the crew returned with the black emerald, the blacksmith began working on the weapon and asked Ahmet to wait for a month , Then the weapon will be ready, Ahmet trained with Atlas on supreme being techniques while Doom trained with the dwarves on the berserk techniques. A month later, the date to receive the weapon they entered the blacksmith's shop, the blacksmith was on his chair and he was so tired but happy and proud and the he told to Ahmet that this was a masterpiece , a weapon he had never dr

"I don't care if you're a murderer, I just want to eat." Then that's when I met Jieun a.k.a Ayu, she's also a Demon assassin and she was the one who recruited me and then I met the four Demon Gods, Demian, Seth, Ruthven and Azazel. They are all living in the underworld. They're Demons but they all look like they live on Mt. Olympus, well, all bad guys are rather good looking handsome or just like me, super good looking pretty handsome. Those ugly ones? They are just good, doing evil things.

he said, fangs visible from his mouth. "Who....who..." "I'm your guardian angel" he smirked again. Arianna eyes opened in realization. Guardian angel? more like guardian Demon! "I won't hurt you. You summoned me" he said, Arianna gasped, No....she had summoned an angelic creature not this......dark being. Her eyes swept across his features, his skin was an ashen gray and he was shirtless, a mark of a claw on his right chest, long flowing hair that had been tied loosely behind him. He was smirking evilly at her, she felt her legs weaken. She was about to say something when Meena walked in.

‘Let’s get this over with,’ He said. I held my left palm up. On my wrist where a symbol had been inked. I placed my other hand over it and a soft glow appeared in it and it materialized into a special weapon. The devil's blade. It belonged to the Nightshade bloodline and was a gift from Daemon. Zayden's eyes shimmered as he caught sight of the blade. “Interesting. This would be fun,” His eyes gleamed a malevolent red, his demon seething just beneath the surface.

Their leg was caught in a bear trap and was shredded all the way to the bone from all the twisting and moving during their transformation. “It’s time, Zira. Come bag your first wolf.” Her father stepped forward and handed her the pistol he always kept on his hip. He pulled the chamber back exposing the shiny silver bullet in the chamber. Before shoving it into her shaking hands. A million questions went through her mind but she couldn’t say a word.

I muttered under my breath as I stretched my arms. Thrakos chuckled in my head as my cock hardened. “Now?" he asked in a soft whisper. I clenched my teeth and nodded. "Now.” The runes on my arms glowed red as long chains burst forth from it, curling around me as they hit the ground. I took a step back, whipping the chain as the demons all raced towards me.

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

He approached both warriors and used magic to mark a little praying-for-blessings sign on the back of each man's right hand. The crowd remained silent throughout the process. I could feel some glances directed at me. Leaving a praying-for-blessings sign on the back of a warrior's right hand was how Alphas showed their appreciation for their right-hand Betas. Understandably, my father's actions indicated that he had high expectations for this battle, with the victor likely becoming the right-hand Beta of the next Alpha. Lost in thought, I was startled as a hand was placed on my shoulder. "What are you thinking about? You look so cranky," Lux, the owner of the hand, sat down next to me.

Every weapon hummed in harmony with her heartbeat, the Chakram, Vajra Spear, and Trident forming a triad of divine resonance. Maximus’s dark eyes darted around in panic. He knew what was coming. Centuries of terror, manipulation, and dark conquest were about to end. The Water Buffalo Demon screamed, a sound that shook the desert and rattled the few cliffs that dared stand near, but the goddess would not falter.