Focalors Demon Name Novels & Stories

Now he was fighting not to pin Victoria down and bury his fangs into her soft neck. Focus. "Keep going," he commanded huskily. "It said berserkers were the power house of the demons, like the strongest physically. Death demons are the oldest race," she paused, "I don't think you're a death demon though." She knows. "Why not?" "Well, it said they're very rare. And that they can only be killed by another death demon."

Even he seemed taken aback by her attitude and hurried to read the next name. "We call Haralthazar," he said, "Demon Lord." ***

"Saye, what is that you want me to see-" I say as I enter but pause with wide eyes and back hitting against the wall, shocked. "What the hell is that?" One of the boys, the youngest, has some one-eye creature. It's like a dark gooey substance paste, and someone just glued those plastic eyes for arts and crafts. Its round yellow eyes look around frantically. I feel a chill running down my spine, seeing how disgusting it is. "In the Demon Realm, these are called Carcurus; they are low-level creatures that find a victim and stick themself on a host sucking the life force out of them."

Ruben questioned, turning to look at Kat with a curious look. “No…” Boglan continued to talk. “…he agreed the contract, adding his conditions, only after he had first spoken to me, but that deal was done through a Deal Demon, a soul hunter that was ordered by Lord Basille to find adequate evil tainted souls for his domain. All requests go through me.” Boglan followed Ruben’s glance and when Ruben looked back he saw the demon’s eyes flash with delighted surprise as he licked his lips with a long blue tongue, his eyes settling on Kat. “Bastetia…what are you doing here?” Boglan looked at Ruben with renewed interest. “Why do you have the Overlords favourite pet with you, she is supposed to be in

She was still watching her screen with wide eyes, not answering Fay. "What's wrong?!" I half shouted at Elyse and she snapped her head to me. "Our demon. He's... What was his name again?" She asked me. "Adrian?" I said. "Asmodeus, I believe." Anna answered louder, at the same time, her head whipped to Elyse and her TV series was forgotten. Elyse shook her head in disbelief. "Fuck, I hoped I was wrong on the name. Asmodeus.. He's kind of like, uhm, one of the kings of demons?" Elyse said with a small voice.

"He is a demon,his name is.." Suddenly,the lights in the room began to switch off and on, the floor began to tremble. "Tell me his name!"Mr Phenyo shouted. "What's going on?" Mika asked. "The demon doesn't want his name to be known, he will be defeated once they know it's name,it knows this!" I replied. Tell me his name!!" Mr Phenyo shouted once again. "His name is balzahad,king of bloodshed!" Blood began falling out of Louis's eyes.

Neon purple light draws the patter as their eyes pins in a surprise backing out unto her side protecting her unto their stance as the ‘demon’ they are fighting against is the very image of the serpentine God. “Ophiuchus.” Calling God’s name as it hisses in response. Its silver scale and neon purple night eyes mark the celestial birth for both of them. Puzzled as their mind might be in a shallow trance of a shape-shifting demon who takes the image of the known God. The three took a defensive stance protecting her near as her heartbeats an unknowing pain. To the God that should be in the celestial realm and of an eminent authority where chants and proper ritual are required for days to be hear

They saw her alone, easy, and they moved in like starving wolves. Fornication. One of mankind’s proudest talents. Now she sits there, curled in sorrow. And for some damn reason, a thought slithers through my mind: Maybe I should cheer her up. Ridiculous. I’m Paimon. Demon King. Ninth Circle Prince. I strip souls bare and feed them to nightmares. My joy is in their screams—not their smiles. But… I know her weakness. Food. I sat beside her, snapped my fingers, and summoned a burger with my Demonic Energy—three thick patties, lettuce, tomato, bacon, and enough grease to clog a mortal's soul.

I clenched my jaw as realization set in. "She had a chance to hurt you, but she didn't. It's almost like she was toying with you. Did you say that she reeked of sulphur?" I said. "Yes, why?" "I think we have figured out who the demon is" Her eyes went wide. "Allora is a demon?" She gasped and I nodded. "Only demons reek strongly of sulphur," Jared commented. "No way," Rylee breathed. "I'm a little lost here. Are we talking about the same demon that is connected to the sigil that was found on the corpses?" Jared said.

The two peacocks retreated abruptly once again. However, they helplessly saw the pig demon twisting its buttock and running forward. It did not fart at all. Dolores, who had been fooled twice, was infuriated. “I’m going to chop off that abomination’s *ss!” She was the great Golden Immortal Demon. She had suffered grievances one after another today, so she could no longer tolerate it. She took out a very short stake that seemed to be a magical treasure. After rushing up to it, she pointed the stake forward fiercely.