Focalors Demon Name Novels & Stories

It was dangerous. Under the scorching sun, three formidable demonic beings stood ominously in front of the ancient pack house, emanating an aura of malevolence. Each demon possessed a unique appearance, reflecting their individual nature and power. The first demon stood tall and imposing with ebony skin and fiery crimson eyes. His long, jagged horns protruded from his forehead, and he carried a wickedly serrated sword crafted from blackened bones. The second demon was shrouded in a cloak of swirling shadows, making it difficult to discern her true form. Her skeletal fingers clutched a slender, obsidian staff topped with a glowing, pulsating orb of ethereal energy. The final demon had a hulki

One of them who I guess was their leader asked and the others joined in shouting gibberish. Fools! "Have you all seen it then??... I'm the new Alpha and he is my Luna" I smirked gesturing at Torian. "Are you a demon?" One of them threw the question. "Oh yes, and today I officially introduce myself to you all, My name is Elf, The head of demons, very powerful and undefeatable, I'm here for revenge and the revenge is to wipe you all, so be ready to die!" I spoke out and their eyes widened in great shock

“Are we in trouble? Blue saved my life. I know we shouldn’t be here and fighting, but these creatures almost took us.” “No, you won’t be in trouble, we’ll make sure of it. Coralis Golmar, what you fought were demons. Honestly, considering that you are only 12 years old, I am impressed that you managed to stand your ground against them and remain in one piece. I’m sure that Swope agrees with me. I am a lot more concerned about how these two demons got here and lured you in,” said Borin, looking through the window. “They called me a weird name. Sounded like my name, but it wasn’t, “said Coralis, thinking about the name they used when the demons saw her. “Corhaaliniakhys, that’s how they called

Fail on purpose. He entered the combat ring, his eyes scanning the crowd, and he froze. Standing among the nobles, dressed in black, a man Lysan hoped he would never see again. Roman Da'Luka. The young version of the Demon king Lysan had killed in his previous life, looking extremely young and charming, with pale grey eyes. And he was looking directly at Lysan.

“He spent a hundred million dollars to find the book. There’s one thing that can ward off wraiths. He called them legions.” “Sphalerites?” “Yes. A pure orange gemstone. Nora wore one.” “Yeah. If the demon is what I think it is, it has thirty legions,” Sebastien affirmed. “Why in the fucking hell did he purchase Demon in the first place? Is he out of his damn mind?” I felt the anger coming from Ryden, and he didn’t even care he cursed before Sebastien. “His superior complex is what kills him,” Sebastien said. “So how does he control the legions?”

El-Kharis explained, tired of defending his mate. "That does not matter, El-Kharis. Whether she is a human orb or not, she is a potential danger to us, and we need her to leave," Zareon, an earth demon, said angrily. "Zareon, you better know your place. Don't forget you are just a representative of your god here," El-Kharis snapped back, standing up angrily to leave. "She is a demoness of all five elements, El-Kharis," Lilith finally spoke, her terrifying yet calm and alluring voice echoing across the room, prompting El-Kharis to sit down again.

"Don't do this!" The demon paused. Its head turned slowly toward her, those red eyes fixing on her with the same empty stare it had given Gunner. Doris didn't flinch. She held its gaze. "I know you're in there," she said, her voice cracking. "I know you're still in there somewhere. This isn't you. This isn't who you are. Please... come back. Come back to me." For a long, terrible moment, nothing happened. Then, Leonidas's voice emerged from the demon's throat. "Doris...?"

A demon shouldn't use the name of Jesus. "Lola, Fola, get the hell out now before I open my eyes!" "Hold on, which one of us, me or Fola?" "You of course." Cora stepped inside, her face also decorated in black already. " "Fola, get out." Lola enunciated, gently pronouncing each word one after the other. "This isn't fair, baby I just wanted to-"

The demonic James responded, “You got it wrong. Thereʼs only one soul spirit, and we are practically indestructible. “You wonʼt be able to kill me. Only the Nine Caeloros Gods could do that if they exited the Xyrisia Gate and came after me themselves. “Unfortunately, they couldnʼt. That is because Frona, the Soremsia belonging to the Nine Caeloros Godsʼ leader, is in the Haleth Realm. Therefore, they canʼt access the gate.” James asked calmly, “Is that why youʼre being so cocky in front of me?” “Hahaha!” The demonic James laughed. “Thatʼs not the only reason. Iʼve also taken the living beings hostage. That includes your friends and the two Hongrome Children.”

How could a spirit be tortured? Rose groaned as she rolled over onto her back, smoke seeming to rise from her singed body. The demon just cackled as he watched them, the noise sounding like boulders grating against each other. His body was a deep red, almost as if it had been dipped in blood. His eyes were almost as dark as his body, with no whites to be seen, almost as if they flowed from his body straight to the pupils. He had pointy ears and two small horns in the middle of his slick scalp. His teeth were just as yellowed as Baltabek's, and his fingers and toes were scrawny claws that resembled small talons from a twisted bird. He wore no clothing, and just like Baltabek, seemed to have n