Gremory Demon Novels & Stories

even in her fear for me, my pup is more loyal than any being I know. Holding Ashton like this should mean nothing and be incapable of inflicting him with pain. But it’s Zorien holding him this tightly, relishing in the snaps and crushes I’m purging out of him. Mid-tier Demons have their blood in orange, like the glow of their eyes when they use their powers. I mute his chokes and desperate attempts to bring my hand free and irritatedly toss him over to Ciel. “I must be a joke to you both, it seems. You should be indebted to my pup, for it’s only because of her kind heart I’m not ending your miserable lives right now. Get back to your posts at once”.

“Would you prefer to be mine instead? I can give you everything he didn’t.” I hesitated. The first demon—Paimon—had done nothing for me. Maybe this one could. Maybe he wasn't full of crap like the other. Before I could speak, a force cracked the air. A second figure appeared. In a flash, he seized the dark demon’s arm and yanked it clean off. No blood, just disintegration. The severed hand still clung to me for a second before turning into ash. I recoiled in horror. “It's been a while, Gusion,” the red-skinned figure said. I recognized him instantly.

He was going to rape her to death. Besides doing it once with Adrian, she'd never be laid with. And now, she was going to be devoured by this demon? Ray Grimard is a demon, he has lost the last bit of humanity in him. “But before I shred these last bits of obstacles, preventing me from devouring your body just yet, I'll let you see what I'm endowed with. It's a beautiful sight to behold” Ray Grimard declared. His gaze on Aurora as he pulled down the zipper of his pants, letting it slip to the floor. His black sneakers which housed his bulging part were revealed and next, he pulled down his sneakers.

He sat next to me. “What do you want, Gremory?” I glared at him. Gremory was a cunning man and evil, he blackmailed Damien and I into funding his secret ops, we couldn't tell our parents nor the cops he was the one in charge. Now that he's here I'm sure he needs money or something else from me. “I need your help Jayden.” He confirmed my suspicion. “Took you long enough.” I scoffed and crossed my legs. “What do you want from me, Gremory?” “I need you to be my successor.” “What!” My mouth went wide open.

“Something’s coming. Something worse.” A low rumble shook the ground, and the air grew heavy with the scent of sulfur. From the shadows emerged a massive figure, its form wreathed in flames. It was a creature straight out of a nightmare—a demon, its horns curling like blackened tree roots and its eyes glowing with hellfire. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” Fatima said, staring up at the beast. The demon roared, its voice shaking the ground. “You dare trespass in my domain?”

Chris didn't budge, "Like I said, I don't care. I have to find the people behind my parents' death. They will pay. They will pay for everything." Chris flinched as he suddenly felt intense pain on his left wrist. He checked his wrist and an image started to etch on his skin. It felt like his skin is being seared, it continued for over a minute but Chris bore the pain. The pain stopped as soon as the image is completed. Image of a crown. "The contract has been completed." The demon gladly announced. Chris stared at the demon, "State your name demon." The demon laughed, completely delighted and amused with what is happening. “My name is Damien.”

Soft screams and sorrowful cries could be heard if one listened closely. The figure had black hair that slightly covered his red eyes. He was wearing a tuxedo and had a pair of black wings on his back. He was simply sitting there while holding the canister. “Hmm, it’s only been a few minutes since I activated this thing, but it’s already almost full. Well, time moves slower here so I suppose it’s already been a few hours over there.” Krumilon, the second Demon Lord, said to himself. He was entrusted to gather soul energy from the realm of Hell, Helheim, directly. Krumilon hadn’t stayed there for long but he was almost finished with his mission.

Stormy narrowed his eyes at her, growling menacingly. We heard steps coming from the other side, but this time no smell of sulphur accompanied it. It was a werewolf. “Grant! My Goddess!” Gina’s whimpers filled my ears and Stormy turned around. The injured red-demon was crawling closer to her. “Run, Gina!” I mind-linked her, but I didn’t know if it worked. Stormy sped up towards the red demon and pierced his teeth into his shoulder before he could reach Gina.

A demon binded by rules, the only way to enter would be by death or invitation. "Come in!" Grey stepped out of the way. "Thank you!" He walked into the house going straight to the living to fix himself a glass of bourbon Grey never noticed. On the couch he sat with back straight downing the drink in slow sips. A manner not befitting a 12 year old boy. "I have new information but first Great job for taking care of Hermes, you now have every demon on Earth on your tail!" Half listening he found his former spot.. "That's news to you? Hi, I am Grey. I made an open threat to the father of all demons! They have always been on my tail!" Grey said laying back into the position. His eyes closed and a

He sank his teeth into the first neck, ripping his jugular out, snapping the bones there before turning to face the second one. Catching the fist as it came out of him, he jerked the demon hard toward him. At the same time, he snapped a hard punch deep into the chest. The momentum of the forward lurch helped drive Damonq’s fist deep. His fingers found the heart. As he extracted the wizened organ, the first demon attacked again, leaping on him, raking with teeth and talons, pounding at his back with desperate fists. Suddenly, the demon was gone and Gary was there.