Divine Demon Novels & Stories

“Hey! I won’t let you call in your favour if you’re not even going to do anything for me.” “Now now, don’t go making assumptions on your own.” When they reached the church, he stepped inside with no hesitance. He walked through the front door without even opening it, his body floated through as if he was a ghost. The demon king has powers that are most diverse. The normal demons might have confined powers, such as some might control a certain aspect of the weather or an element of the earth, some might be capable of shape shifting. However, the Demon King’s title awarded him much more flexibility with his abilities.

While not a Fallen Angel in the formal sense, it's depressed price relative to the growing fundamental case for silver makes it worth considering. A desire to control others is the underlining reason behind all this, and who is the father of control but the fallen angel, Lucifer, who lost control and hates all that is from Yahveh.

I said causing his eyebrows to raise. "First you didn't even change your name dude" I said causing him to chuckle "the demon Dáinn is known to be a bringer of death and collect the souls of the damned, kinda like the grim reaper but worse to be honest" I said letting out a small laugh myself as he smiles at me. "If it wasn't the name that gave you away it would have been your aura" I stated "you hold yourself to a higher standard and try to push power and superiority on those around you as a form of dominance and control" I stated.

While he didn’t appreciate the offer, he understood it had been done out of some misplaced sense of empathy. Still, even today, he failed. Demonology was the most boring of all the classes. Drent, the instructor in charge, had them learning everything they could about as many demons as they could. So far, the man had covered only ten demons in detail and roughly twenty in passing. Kilvic, however, found nothing new, and was always forced to battle with a drowsiness born of boredom while the man taught and the risk of whispering answers beyond the instructor’s observation whenever one of his friends was asked a question they couldn’t answer.

Ancient records tell of a being neither a god nor demon, this creature is a force of nature, a deity that is more powerful than all of the great pantheon gods combined and surpasses the Maker himself. The Archiver referred to this being as a Demon for a lack of a better name, though it is said that the Demon was never a frighteningly violent being long ago, for he wanted only to sleep and to dream of peace. Before the time of the 1st Cataclysmic war or even the birth of the realms, it is said that the Demon was a being who was born even before the maker’s awakening and he had slept longer than the maker ever had. While the Maker created the realms he also made the gods that will guide the re

But his voice was quite stern and I could hear him clearly. “I’m standing right in front of the room of that girl, Sir. She is an orphan and a commoner”. “I’ve told you millions of times that I don’t need commoners. Yes, I did ask you to find red-eyed vampires and bring them on our side but I didn’t mean that you could bring commoners. I know that they are of divine blood too but they are too weak and if they are weak that means they are also weak in their relationship with the Goddess”, said the hooded guy

Don't tell me you forgot why I task you with this in the first place? Reiya: Haha. Yup I have the result. He smells really good. His soul that is. Avareza L Ban spiritual presence is on par with the current Demon King of Destruction, Diablo Abaddon.

"I'll keep it simple. A White Giant or not, Deimon Ashworth — you are no match for the Ozeth Alpha." "What?" The word left Deimon's mouth before he could architect it, involuntary, his fury surfacing before he held it back. Romulus did not blink. "Because, Master Ashworth — Jebediah Ozeth is the living incarnate of the demon god Indra."

I finally felt alive. “But…” He then put on a serious expression. “We found a rare chemical in your blood. “There isn’t a name for it on the market. “However, in the black market, the name of it is ‘Angel’s Kiss’.” Angel’s Kiss? It sounded beautiful, but I could not help but shiver. “It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet.

He wasn't sure he wanted to know the details. "DeVayne was involved in all sorts of dark practices, and you'll need magic to help defeat Harrison. It appears these despicable individuals summoned a demon," Westwood explained, her tone tinged with annoyance. "A demon?" Parker blinked, clearly taken aback by the revelation. "Well, it was once something else. It used to be a revered spirit called Okami, a sort of Japanese ghost wolf. But DeVayne's wickedness twisted it, and now, the Okami is all that's keeping Harrison intact," Westwood elaborated.