Dæmon Novel Novels & Stories

"Maybe crossing worlds awakened some hidden ability. Do not worry. As long as I have something to eat, you will not be in danger." We had barely rested since arriving in this world, and that night I lay in bed recalling everything I knew about the original novel. The Demon King was named Lucien Desrosiers. He was tall, powerful, and cursed in childhood by the holy orders. On the fifteenth of every month, the lust-curse devoured him. If he did not use a hundred women to ease it, his own power would tear him apart. Poor man. Fortunately, he had met me. Otherwise, his curse would never have been solved.

Samael chuckles, but shakes his head, “No, I meant from everything that has happened since last night.” I scrunch up my face, going back over the last twenty-four hours in my head; I was introduced to all the important and ranking citizens of Dema Mortem, I killed a coven leader, got spit on, revealed who my parents are to a room full of vampires, killed another vampire, and then found out my mothers adoptive sister and supposedly best friend is working with the human emperor to find me. Oh, and they are also creating void infused weapons. My head starts to spin, “I don’t know, honestly. I guess I haven’t had time to process yet.”

CHAPTER 85 LENA. "Do you think this is ever going to end?" I asked after we sat in silence for a few minutes. He turned his head to look at me. "What are you talking about?" "The deaths. It started all of a sudden. Will it end the same way it started?" Damon leaned back against the roof and placed both of his arms behind his head as a form of cushion. "Maybe. Maybe not." "Why do you think so?" He turned his head to look at me. "Because demons don't stop until they get what they want? I've read a few things about demonism and they are unstoppable, no matter what."

He was about to attach his sinful lips on mine until. BANG. The door got roughly opened making my eyes snapped open. My head shot towards the door as I got a little light of hope but it also fades away when I witnessed a ragging beast breathing heavily as his eyes were glaring at Jack with his red demonic eyes ready to kill someone. Damon. There is always a bright morning after a dark night Don't let your hopes die because the one whose listening to you wouldn't let you down.

Something tells him this is going to be a fun semester. Daemon is an alpha werewolf who doesn't know he's an alpha yet, he is the chosen Wolf that will end the ongoing war between Demons and vampires but his father is unsure about this so he sends Daemon to live with his uncle called John who is also a werewolf but a beta.. John is burdened with the task of protecting Daemon and training him to be a stronger werewolf "Marcus little pup is going to be a handful" John said as he stepped out of his convertible Impala, He walked in to see Daemon sitting with his feet on the table

He furrowed his brows in confusion. >>>>>>>>>>>>>> From the Author: Hello guys, it's the Author, The story is gradually becoming intense, why did you think Damion, Damon demon's name pull him towards the scene. If you failed to read the Synopsis of the story, please read again. "Unending mysteries" Ever heard of Dark Romance?

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.

I asked, slowly bending down to better cradle her to my chest as the battle began to end around me and the enemy began to flee. Damien was a force to be reckoned with as he sliced through the demons like it was sport for him, he was completely focused and the demona began to steer clear of him as he moved. Those many days spent being beaten up, broken and bruised up and sometimes mangled were paying off spectacularly. “This is a realm that exists between realms, a place where only those with either the divine or a cursed blood can walk,” he explained, his voice told me that there was more to it and I urged him to continue.

I asked, returning to the table where he was seated. “It shouldn't be.” He answered sternly before a chuckle left his lips, but it wasn't one of amusement but of sparking fury. “But then again, when it comes to Zayden, nothing's ever impossible.” “Who was it?” Daemon's obsidian eyes pulled up to mine. “Zayden.” He whispered the name with much venom laced in his voice. “A royal prisoner and a first-order demon. He was once a member of the Kroma Conclave.”

Diana was Thamer's mortal wife and she's once a vampire but he doesn't know that she can be a future teller. " What if he's back? Hon, we don't know which entity he's going to use!" Diana can sense what will comes next. Damon's aka Tore 2 heart, has a demon soul who will find a soul full of hatred, sorrows, guilt, envy, and a deserter fellow. Once he yearns to take that person's body, he will be reborn again into another person, his host. " If he's hearts are gone and Sabina, my master's lady Damah, maybe she's the one who helps Damon to get lit from the wooden box of the dead!" Aries said.