Frost Demon Oc Novels & Stories

Besides, if I didn't sneak out, I wouldn't be able to see my Grandma Frost. I wasn't crazy about the fact that I'd started attending Mythos Academy back at the beginning of the school year, but even I had to admit that Cypress Mountain was a pretty suburb. Upscale shops lay on the other side of the road that curved past the academy, sel ing everything from books and coffee to designer clothing and custom-made jewelry and weapons. There was even a car dealership ful of Aston Martins and Cadil acs, and another lot where the Mythos kids parked their expensive rides, since students'

“Seems like you’re forgetting the impact of the Allister brothers. One click of their fingers, and they could have everyone on the battlefield asleep. Theo overheard Ryker’s conversation with Ozark. Guess the new enemy I have made without ever meeting this said person in my life?” Rozol’s face twisted into a frown. “A lair leader?” I knew why he said that. It wasn’t unheard of that demons started fights amongst themselves for little to no reason. I chuckled bitterly. If only my problem were that easy. “Even better. Draven. Wanna know the icing on my already fucked up cake? The Brothers of Doom are alive.” I picked up a whiskey bottle from my desk, unscrewing the cap before tipping the bottle

Kaya said. "Too late for that," Brendon replied, his eyes still fixed on Stefano. "Look." The frost had completely stopped and in the middle of the field was a gigantic creature that looked nothing like Stefano at all. Spiked shells covered its entire body and from an alligator-like head were the four horns that Francesca had spotted earlier. He had sharp claws for hands and they were ice-like. But it wasn't the appearance of the pride demon that could chill one's bones. The aura it emitted was wintry in itself, and there was something else...

One faction is to serve the Palace as general servants while the other factions are to serve members of the Imperial Family. Blue is the colour scheme for the servants belonging to the faction of the Frost Palace, in short these servants directly serve the Third Prince Jin Huan. As for the others, the general servants are clad colours of dark maroon. As for the Emperor, the faction of servants appointed are naturally larger, they are clad in black. The faction which serves the emperor, the colour black truly makes them look more imposing. These people their positions may be that of a servant but their worth is comparable to those revered generals or martial arts masters.

The male demon was seen nuzzling Janice Valeria’s neck as well as shoulders. “It’s okay... Fine... Alright... No problem... As long as you’re willing to take care of me, to stay beside me, there’s nothing else which I’ll demand from you...” “Actually, by being mine tonight, you’ll have obtained something which I think you’ll be delighted with...” “Mmm...? What’s that?” asked Janice Valeria quite curiously. “You’ll be able to hold the red orpiment inside your body and will also be able to use it as one of your weapons in dealing with the yakshas from Ocean Blue Land...” explained the male demon with his quite relaxed fashion.

He stared intently into the maid's eyes, he could sense fear but something else was making his demon on the edge, he scanned her body only to see blood trickling down from her nose. There, he immediately clawed her face, he looked like a devil in the pool of blood, or he was at that moment. It was a gruesome sight but Avarez was not stopping any time soon. After Derek had healed, he rushed to rescue the Alpha from himself. It resulted in another fight with the possessed Alpha. He kept on looking for chances to claw Derek's face, Derek could only defend but he was getting weak as minutes went by. Finally, Avarez clawed his face.

I'll just fart or something instead. I turn the faucet of hot water on the bathtub and throw in some bubble bath solution. While I wait for the bath to fill up, I strip off my shirt, vest, and pants, not to mention my boots, and step into the shower. Turning the faucet unleashes a spray of cold water on me, but it quickly heats up. The water runs through my hair and down my face and goes the rest of the way down my body. My wings that are wrapped around my torso relax and expand to their magnificent size. Being half angel and half demon automatically gives you wings too. But the wings aren't anything like the two. Angels have beautiful bird-like wings, like eagles and ospreys and hawks, whe

Nothing faded. So it was possible. I thought Now let's just hope it works At the mirror I studied my reflection—no shimmer, no betraying light, not even a little Omega looking in a mirror, just air “Tonight,” I whispered Fuego.... Mine. At night time I pulled a cloak over my shoulders and let the dust sink into perfect stillness. The corridor beyond my door waited, full of guards who taught sight was all they need to see They were wrong. I touched the handle, my heart dropped as I tingle the handle to the side gently

“When Stella is relaxed, you can shift and heal. I put a rare binding necklace on you. It’s on you for your life and will only come off when you die. The necklace will look more like a tattoo once it heals. It works in a combination of ways. It stops your demon wolf from having full control of your actions without your consent and helps you both to understand each other better and get along.” “This is not a fix. She will fight you on it. Expect a lot of protesting. Demon wolves can be stubborn. She can still obtain some control but not to the extent she did before.” “Here, drink this.” He hands me a potion. “I feel the pain fade to the background.” He pulls me up and brings me in front of th

Every noble gave way for him to walk through. Roman moved through the crowd effortlessly. Lysan's hand tightened on the glass. He had seen that smile a thousand times, in battle fields, in his nightmares, everywhere. But here, no one knew what that smile hid. Dyleon whispered softly to Lysan. “Wow, so that's the famous Demon prince, Roman Da'Luca.” “Yeah.” “They say he's gonna be the next Demon king.” Dyleon's eyes trailed Roman. “But, mere looking at him, he doesn't seem like someone who could cause terror.”