Focalors Demon Name Novels & Stories

“If I told you of a demon that was an oily black lump, with a haze of distortion around it’s mass. It’s voice makes the ground tremble…I know of nothing like that from my studies but I have been assured of its existence.” This time the small porcelain cup shook in her wrinkled hand and her smile dropped. “Does it have a name?” Racking my brains I tried to remember. “It rhymes with that weird orange plant-“ “Bergamot?” she clipped, as her wolf came to the fore. Her milky, placid eyes suddenly took on a rich green hue as she searched herself for answers. “Yes, it rhymes with Bergamot, one hundred percent.” “That is not a Foxton demon,” she said with a shake of her head. I will double check our

even in her fear for me, my pup is more loyal than any being I know. Holding Ashton like this should mean nothing and be incapable of inflicting him with pain. But it’s Zorien holding him this tightly, relishing in the snaps and crushes I’m purging out of him. Mid-tier Demons have their blood in orange, like the glow of their eyes when they use their powers. I mute his chokes and desperate attempts to bring my hand free and irritatedly toss him over to Ciel. “I must be a joke to you both, it seems. You should be indebted to my pup, for it’s only because of her kind heart I’m not ending your miserable lives right now. Get back to your posts at once”.

The woman said on impulse, bowing to him. The demon ignored her, his eyes focused on Hazel. His eyes, looked her from head to toe making long stops at her breasts and her crotch area while using his six-inch tongue that was filled with tiny spikes to lick his puffy lips. Hazel nearly puked as she saw the leering way the demon was looking at her. "What's your name?" The being asked her in a voice that made goosebumps appear on her skin. "Hazel," She answered in a whisper. She did not want to answer but she did out of fear.

"Anyways, as you can see, we descendants of Gods aren't the only ones living in Luminozenko. We have other races as well. You'll see when we get there." "Alright. No saying anything insulting to the Gods. Will I get killed or something because of it?" "You're not better than our enemies if you insult the Gods." "Oh, and who exactly are our enemies?" I watched her roll her eyes, a grumble escaping her throat, which I could barely even hear. "They are called the Demons' Vessels. I told you that if there is one of them, there will be a double. A Feralis forms a contract with a demon and they will become their vessel, and gain abilities other than wielding elements."

she commanded, derora removed her blade and tore her palm, in a quick spell she opened the abyss. Then she called in any creature that wanted to leave the pit, a hundred shouts of anger replied, with darathos releasing the energy to her, derora called them forth, In their numbers they flew out, from the greeteron demon of death, to the fedrakor blood hounds, the ugarrak flying terror to any other creature. They were all red, she bound them to herself as soon as they appeared, they all roared in blood lust, and with a single command derora unleashed them,

He lowered his hand and had my eyes follow his hand before I was left staring at his purple eyes before he approached me and I got defensive. “Who are you and how do you know that name?” I asked as the stranger paused. The scent emitting from his body was not human and the energy that surrounded were thicker and stronger than even warlocks but it was more controlled. “I go by many names that are not in English but I you can call me Azreal. I am one of the demons who was born the day Eve took a bite from the apple.” He said as I folded my arms. “How do I know you are telling the truth?” I asked as he stretched his hand.

Although it was very loud, Marlin was not shocked at all as she had expected this. “How long have you noticed?” Marlin asked the demon sitting on the floor. She dispelled her concealing spells and showed herself in front of the demon. “Since the moment you entered Britney’s mind.” The demon answered. The demon had horns so huge that they were bigger than his head and curled twice. His eyes were glowing yellow and his body was dark violet with mysterious markings all over. Nearby, Marlin could see rotting corpses and skeletons of various races. Perhaps Marlin was used to the smell, but it did not smell as bad as it looked.

They are the monsters that disturb the balance of Pandora. The hierarchy of Orcs. Gargantula- orc demon king. Gorgons- orcs in command Orcs-soldiers I just closed the book. The complicated thing is that even monsters have a hierarchy. And their names are weird. Gargantula, just like a tarantula. Gorgon, that's Medusa, right? Aish, I'm getting tired of thinking about things I shouldn't be aware of. I put the book back on the shelf and walked out, but I felt like I was stoned when I saw Gen staring at me.

she added, and Yael gasped in surprise. “How did you know about Dalmir and the orbs?!” Yael said while gritting his teeth. Dalmir’s existence was a secret because of his gifts that could destroy the demons and all races, even Gods. The orbs of life and death that feared the other gods. “Alice, what orbs?” Demonise let out, her forehead creased in confusion. Samael was also surprised how Alice knew about the orbs and Dalmir, who was a threat to all races.

And the sparkle in his eye when he talked of Orangelo magick and lore was hard to look away from. The demon racked his brain. Orangelos were held in high regard in the Underworld. To put one in soul debt was quite a feat. But why? What didn't the demon know? Was there some kind of ancient history between demons and Orangelos or maybe Black-furs and Jinx's people?