Gremory Demon Novels & Stories

"The age-old knowledge of the seven deathly beings: The Shadow Stalker, a phantom predator, strikes fear in the dark. The Banshee's Wail, mournful and ominous, signals disaster with her cries. Petrifying with a glance, the Gorgon's Gaze turns victims into stone. The Blood Fiend feeds on life, leaving only husks. The Void Serpent whispers forbidden truths to those who dare invoke it. The Soul Reaper, a chilling entity that drains life essence, leaving behind mummified remains. The Morgrim - a unique and rare parasite demon known for its stealth and the fact that its growth depends on one's dark thoughts and emotions - until it can possess the host. Only through the ancient art of blood magic

"I'll grab another and see if I can't drag Jumble away from Baron long enough to come over. I just realized who you are. And here I thought you were the goody-goody type. We need to welcome you to the gentletom's club tonight, Guru. Good luck on First Rights." Once the Tawny had wandered away, Lexi scowled. "There is nothing gentletomly about that creature." "Or his friends." Guru agreed downing his drink as the light got even brighter and the whole room began to chant and swear and whistle. "That him?" Lexi felt Guru give him a nudge forward so he could get closer to the platform for a better look. The demon stared in disbelief as the lights moved to spotlight the no-fur on the platform.

Alex corrected her. “Shut up! Do I need you to remind me?” Annoyed, Empress Ghast glared at him and decapitated three demonic creatures formed by the flowers of the other shore with her sword. “I knew he’s a pawn Dairaionji Temple sent to infiltrate the nether realm.” Boom! Alex attacked, killing a dark demon that was shooting Empress Ghast with a smack.

she added and all her lips curled into a nefarious smile. The demon was three times taller than an average person because of its elongated neck. Every time she spoke, all the heads’ mouth shut. The voice came from the inside of its’s body. “No, because finally, I could test my strength without holding back.” Grip threw his scythe upward spinning. It vanished into darkness and then a glowing meteor was falling fast from the sky. It landed right in his hand. “My true power,” he added.

Laci screamed out as she scrambled off Kree, racing to her sister. Baltabek growled as he tried to halt his descent, but the gnomes quickly dragged him even further down into the ground. Rhychard watched as two gnomes each jumped on the demon's hands, pulling them down into the soil of the Summerlands, keeping the demon from lashing out with his power again. The Warrior wasted no time as he rolled and leaped up to his feet once more, grabbing for his sword. Renny climbed back to her feet, waiting for the exorcism spell to work so she could take Baltabek back to the Nether. Kree also stood back up, moving to head Laci off from helping Jayden.

I headed to the ammunition room and Ross smiled when he saw me. “What do you need?” “Two SRS A2’s, the team’s normal pistol book out, extra magazines, and four Remington ACR’s with two magazines each,” I said to him and smiled. “And a Karambit.” Ross shook his head and smiled again. “You never go anywhere without that damn knife.” “Best knife in the world,” I said. I headed back down to the basement and found the team still standing around and talking to each other. I sat down on my bike. “Go home, get some sleep. I’ll see you all back here tonight.”

When the door squealed open it turned its head slowly as her Stepmother walked into the room barely glancing at the carnage around her, ‘She was promised to me’ She said angrily, ‘How dare you interfere’ The Demon rose to his full height, ‘Silence’ He growled but her Stepmother did not listen. ‘I am the black witch Grimaldi, you bow to me Demon’ It turned to look at her fully, seeing the ugly evil within her through the human façade, ‘You have no idea who you speak to witch’ Grimaldi stared at the huge Demon, ‘I care not your name Demon, you will obey me or I will destroy you’ Her anger grew when the Demon chuckled, ‘Daughters of the witch enter’

While he didn’t appreciate the offer, he understood it had been done out of some misplaced sense of empathy. Still, even today, he failed. Demonology was the most boring of all the classes. Drent, the instructor in charge, had them learning everything they could about as many demons as they could. So far, the man had covered only ten demons in detail and roughly twenty in passing. Kilvic, however, found nothing new, and was always forced to battle with a drowsiness born of boredom while the man taught and the risk of whispering answers beyond the instructor’s observation whenever one of his friends was asked a question they couldn’t answer.