Gatekeeper Demon Novels & Stories

All I care about is free the flower and I want it to grow well. The guard didn't even seem to care, since I didn't hear him talk and that's like a go ahead to me. I then went to the space I saw, pulled out my hair clip and digged with it while I use my hand to pack the sand and make a hole. "Do you like to get your hands dirty?" I heard a thick masculine familiar voice. I quickly looked up to see who it was and it happened to be none other than the demon alpha. I stood up from where I squatted, and moved back.

The man fell to the ground, screaming in pain while Ares just rolled his eyes and threw the eyeball on the ground and stomped on it because squatting in front of the man. He grabbed the man by the hair and lifted his head up so they were eye leveled. “I told you I don’t do second chances but you are someone I’ve known for so long so I don’t want to kill you off just like that but if you don’t find a way to get me rid of this demon the next time we meet, I won’t just be taking away your other eye but also your life. Got that?” He pushed the man to the ground as he stood up then turned to Cornelius with a groan.

While not a Fallen Angel in the formal sense, it's depressed price relative to the growing fundamental case for silver makes it worth considering. A desire to control others is the underlining reason behind all this, and who is the father of control but the fallen angel, Lucifer, who lost control and hates all that is from Yahveh. But that fallen angel had one chance in life that she was given. The roots of the law controversy go all the way back to the fallen angel, Lucifer. He became a corrupt shadow of his former self - a fallen angel trusted neither by Heaven nor Hell. Demon awaiting the Fallen Angel Shaher's revival was killed in battle at the Hall of Corruption by Alphonse. While not a

One of the guards ask, he doesn't know who Dominic is because he was born after the great war, even Terrick was born after the great war but his parents told him about the demon. "Oh my am heartbroken, I can't believe you don't know who i am." Dominic feign hurt. "I can't believe you don't know a Legend like me, let me introduce myself to you. I am Dominic the demon from hell, not please don't clap, autographs please stay were you are." He acted like a superstar. The guards stood in awareness, they have heard about him. So it is true, he is really free. "I would have love to sit and chitchat but I have better things to do. Let's leave the alpha a gift." Before they could comprehend his words

This was not the plan, but he had taken everything from her and the temptation was too great. “Do you want this earth enough to die for it demon?” she shouted out. She raised the bow and it creaked beneath the tension of the arrow. Only a demon could kill a demon, but Lucius was confident that an arrow coated in the blood of a vampire and unleashed by a descendant of the strigoi might just be enough to take the Reapers down. She let go and the arrow peeled through the air hitting Melloch in the sternum. “You cannot kill me,” he shouted as the arrow lodged between the bones in his chest. “I am Melloch, Gatekeeper of Hell and guardian of the fifth realm.”

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

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.

When he turned back to the edge of his bed, Blood, the demon version of Young, had disappeared. It drove the man mad that although nothing had been said, he knew exactly what his nightmares coming into the real world meant. Somehow Asha had tapped into a version of herself that needn’t attack anyone headon, the other side had been listening and now they were making themselves known. He wasn’t really a believer of the supernatural until he had met her, but apparently his new understanding was not enough to deter him from repeating the same cycle. Like the idiot he was, he persisted and still tried to spy on her. It angered Young’s new demon to know that the little cockroach was still being so

The workers in the small cubic rooms must be overworking according to Beelzebub’s rule. One glance at their tired eyes told him all they needed to know. He fixed his gaze in front of his steps. He would mind his business. Every demon had a choice to run their households the way they deemed fit. Beelzebub, a rather close friend of his father, had definitely chosen his. The guards stopped in front of twin iron doors that stood about seven feet. They turned to face Klaus, each man taking opposite sides of the door. “He’s waiting inside.” The grumpy guard spoke.

So, they must be waiting there to prevent anyone from getting in the way of Samael while he opened the Gates. Then I saw him; Samael, the leader of the demons… He was in his demonic form this time without bothering to glamour his appearance. I focused on him and hastened my pace as he started muttering something. I knew that he was uttering the spells to open the Gate. If I didn’t stop him in a few minutes, the Gate to Tartarus would open, releasing Cronus and other nightmarish beasts.