Grandmaster Of Demonic Cultivation Novels & Stories

Chapter 000 To get a superpower, I joined the survival game. But a small system glitch changed my mission in the Soul Trial from the universal “Survival” to… “Slay Sitri”. Sitri is the great prince of hell who reigns over sixty legions of demons. And his specialty? He creates love between two souls from thin air. When I first met that devil, he smirked with those fox eyes, taking pride in holding the hearts of all mortals in his hand.

"Jin Yao, Lord of the Abyssal Void, was vanquished by my own hand. That demonic blade, Duanyuan, was utterly destroyed and can never reappear." "The three realms now enjoy eternal peace. How can you, esteemed deities, fall into such disarray!" I would never mistake that voice. It belonged to my greatest enemy, Jun Che. The man who had once hurt me most deeply. That's right. I am the very source of all demons he claimed was long dead. The one and only master of the chaotic demonic realm, the Abyssal Void, who once stood as his equal: Jin Yao. Back then, to pacify the Abyssal Void, Jun Che had entered it alone. We were supposed to be mortal enemies, but a chance encounter led to us knowing one

Tore served to be his master, the son of Jades. -------- " Two people will unite but one will die. " ---------- " It's time to offer you to my Lord Harem, the father of all rituals." Damon put on his black long cape. He was ready for their rush up wedding ceremony. " Xander, bring her to me!" He ordered Thamer and he followed him too. He wanted to unleash his demon power any minute he want but he was waiting for a signal. He's looking around their area if someone came. Brood of vampires gathered together to this epic ceremony.

One moment, he is enjoying a good fuck from an Alpha, and the next moment—here he is, trying his best not to skin himself alive. There are voices inside his head that are way louder than his own voice. Those voices keep on reminding him that he is an Omega—just an Omega. The lowest of the lowest. The ‘thing’ who’s only goal in life is to be played by those fucking Alphas. A nothing. A sudden crawl of goosebumps invaded his whole body. He can literally feel how hard his heart is hammering inside his chest. He called Cross ‘master’. Master. He looks at his reflection once again and laughs hysterically.

And slowly the demons and The Demon King (John) became evanescent into the atmosphere. ---------------------< Chapter 1: Finished >--------------

"I suggest you shut that laughter up, or I shall tear you to shreds." "First of all, Master, you are a bit tied up, and second, it seems that you do not know of the prophecy." "What prophecy?" "Ah, it is said that there will be an Ancient born that shall become the Master of all Ancients. This coven shall overpower your reign and lead Europe into a new era of Vampires." "And let me guess it is your bastard son?" "Oh no, my dear Sebastian, it is your beloved." I turn my head in shock to Ethan; why does the clever one of the Windchasers not know of this. But as he speaks, I wish I was close enough to slap him through the face.

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.

My blurry vision of a man shows a bright blue pair of eyes that calms like the sea. That man inches closer and bit my neck, I gasped for the last moment as I breathed the air. I lost all my senses. - The old tales said that the demon who came from the underworld choses the land as his domain, and monsters and creatures attacked the humans. It was then the hero with the help of the temple fought the evil creatures for peace. The Demon King fought hand in hand with the hero, with him having defeated and formed a contract instead and sealed his power for the peace of both creatures and living, thus the evil forces did not flee and stayed hidden deep in the forest. The hero and the temple founde

He roared and bite, if it didn’t work he clawed the tentacles so it would burst and break but no matter how much he tried it continue to regenerate itself. “I can. I have promised not to let anymore people die,” The Master said. “Then what is he doing there?” Dominic demanded, feeling a panic rose in him to see his brother fighting that ancient demon. Going by what Rose had explained him, this demon was far off the scale when compared to the curse that plagued him or Babylion.

Chapter 21 Austin POV. I'm still working on turning her hate into love and I don't want anything to ruin it. I entered Our room, I paced in frustration. My fist clenched at my sides, I suppressed the urge to break something. Ripping off my shirt and pants, I entered the bathroom. I turned on the shower as the cold water hit my skin watching away the blood. I closed my eyes and all I could see was my little temptress. I needed her so badly. I was told by my granddad that love makes you weak in this mafia life, ruthless world. Different from my dad's belief but after he died. I was trained by my grandpa before I could fully take over the mafia family.