Focalors Demon Name Novels & Stories

( with a worry in her voice) UNKNOWN MALE VOICE : I am Belphegor, the disputer and demon prince of hell All the apostles are wide-eyed at this revelation with life flushing from Eliza’s face SIRIUS : A demon prince… here??? ZINO : We are so screwed….( Gulps)

Chris didn't budge, "Like I said, I don't care. I have to find the people behind my parents' death. They will pay. They will pay for everything." Chris flinched as he suddenly felt intense pain on his left wrist. He checked his wrist and an image started to etch on his skin. It felt like his skin is being seared, it continued for over a minute but Chris bore the pain. The pain stopped as soon as the image is completed. Image of a crown. "The contract has been completed." The demon gladly announced. Chris stared at the demon, "State your name demon." The demon laughed, completely delighted and amused with what is happening. “My name is Damien.”

"She actually sat on Niederhogg's back, how wonderful!" One high, one low, one heavy, one soft voice chirped and staggered, and Evelyn looked halfway around the room before she realized that the two voices were coming from the palms of the young demon's hands - two mouths growing from each of his palms, spitting out their tongues and frantically licking up the juice dripping from the purple fruit. "Hello oh mother." The young demon smiled up at her, revealing rows of jagged teeth, and said, "My name is Sagon. According to human custom, I should call you that correctly, right?"

The demon hissed, "Our Lord will take what He wants." I demanded, "What are your intentions exactly?" He jabbed a finger at Princess Eloise and said, "I'm here for her. Our lord commands to see her." Eloise replied calmly, "Where is your lord?" The demon smirked, "He's in the werewolf realm already." Mars and I tensed, but Eloise still kept her calm and demanded, "Where in the werewolf realm?" The Demon stated, "I can't disclose where my Lord hides, but I can escort you with me."

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

the demon ended arrogantly in the name of Bael, the old bone, full of delusions that he could restrain Satan. Satan didn’t say a word, only his blow landed on the demon’s head, crushing one of his sides, but not enough to kill him. The demon was forced to try to use his power as quickly as possible. He knew that Bael had taken away Satan’s power and that his power would not work in this realm, but he realized that if Satan’s blow struck him again, he would be finished.

With the winds picking up pace to surround them. Elora starts walking towards Celeste, who staggers back afraid.. Her voice is heavy, belonging to her demon.A yellow fire burning in her palms. " Hello Celeste " And that's when Celeste 's eyes fall on the pendent in her neck and she stills. Realising this was not Elora's demon but someone else. This was the demon she thought she has killed. How...how can it be possible? She has killed it? " How...how can this happen.... "

"Surely, you've heard of their existence-" "No, Master Miller!" Scarface screamed, but calmed himself and continued, "Pardon my rudeness, however, that person is not a demonologist. Demonologists summon demons to fight for them. These demons' fires are also green or purple depending on their rank, b-but that mage…" "What about him?!" Marcus couldn't help but raise his voice. Scarface's stuttering was really starting to irk him.

” I mumbled into my unicorn. Loki finally stood but now the entire kitchen held Nora and, I’m guessing, her mate. His skin was red, small horns on his head, different from the rest of the demons I’ve seen. Nora mentioned he was different, that he was like Hades’ right-hand demon. “What are you doing, child?” Nora fussed as she walked in. Luci was trying to hide his god part by pushing it down and then shoved my legs together with his other hand. Oh right, not panties.

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.