Gremory Demon Novels & Stories

Some demons remained to guard the eastern border while the others went out to help the front line. Eris signaled for the rest of the fighters to go and attack the camp. They sneaked in closer and silently killed of each demon guards. The smell of stinky sulfur was making Iris feel disgusted. Why do they have to smell like that? At least the Northern demons don't stink unlike the Southern ones do. "Attack!' Eris shouted out loud.

The guards who I sent the message came so fast that I thought he ran to the demon alpha. "Come with me ma'am" he said. ********* Damion I couldn't sleep, I've become so aggrieved and everyday I couldn't stop planning how I would bring the down the demon alpha. It's not only about Jessy and about my father that he killed but it's all about restoring the glory and dignity of our pack. Because of what happened to me I became a mockery. All the packs around heard of it and I was tagged a dummy. I was so angry that if I hadn't had to discipline myself I would have called for war. I wasn't even so angry at any of them because it's not their fault but the fault of the one who humilated me. I've bec

Such an ungentlemanly fellow ! "what are you?" she asked the lingering question in her head. "You don't look human" "I'm not" "Then what are you?" she pressed. He gave her one of his smirks as he smacked his fangs, "what do you think?" Arianna thought for a while, "A demon?" Damian laughed, "how would you know? Ever encountered one before?" Arianna shook her head, she hasn't but it felt like he was, "then what are you?"

replied a deep voice that sounded a little like the general’s. I bit down on the inside of my cheek. Demons were difficult to kill, but not even he could have recovered so quickly from that gunshot to the back of the head. Griff threw another stone and another and another, trying to distract the demons. This time, they were prepared for us. This time, they wouldn’t get flustered or break formation. A growl reverberated in the back of my throat, and I whispered, “These are trained professionals. Not the sadistic assholes who haunt the Punishment Pits.”

Glancing down at his shirt that had ridden up she could make out boot prints on his chest and burn marks on his side. "What on earth happened to you," she muttered. "I kicked his ass," a gravelly voice sounded with a bit of humor. Sophia turned and screeched seeing a huge frightening-looking demon standing in the doorway. Sophia's single eye widened at the gray colored skinned, black horned creature with blood-red eyes and huge leathery wings.

“He spent a hundred million dollars to find the book. There’s one thing that can ward off wraiths. He called them legions.” “Sphalerites?” “Yes. A pure orange gemstone. Nora wore one.” “Yeah. If the demon is what I think it is, it has thirty legions,” Sebastien affirmed. “Why in the fucking hell did he purchase Demon in the first place? Is he out of his damn mind?” I felt the anger coming from Ryden, and he didn’t even care he cursed before Sebastien. “His superior complex is what kills him,” Sebastien said. “So how does he control the legions?”

Asher's eyes brows were thicker and his features were kind of similar but completely different from those of the man who stood before her. “Let's go, Annatoria. " The man repeated again. “Who're you?" Annatoria yelled, pulling her wrist out of his hand. Her voice became raw and venomous as she carefully study his face. He looked nothing like Asher. “I perceive witchcraft" Annatoria said firmly. "More like a vampire's aura?” The man mischievously grinned as he transformed in Annatoria's presence. For a moment, Annatoria stepped back. "I am Gremory, the oldest vampire alive” He said, his voice sounding like a whisper.

He stood at the entrance, ready to embark on his daring quest. As he approached the gates, the shapeless demons sensed his presence and began to materialize, their forms shifting and contorting in the darkness. Their eyes glowed with an eerie light, and their mouths twisted into wicked grins. Azazel knew that defeating these demons would not be an easy task, but he was prepared to face any challenge to reach his love Azrael.

Another board has fallen off the broken window that adorns the front, and it looks like the hellhound, Grim, has trampled over the wild garden flowers that were just starting to grow again. Speaking of Grim. Crimson eyes blinked into the night. They roamed over every inch of the darkness before settling on her like a compass seeking true north. Her favourite little demon spawn emitted a growl into the night, making hot embers glow as he bared his teeth to them.

ZouMi looked pleased. "Why don't you give Gold Dem to yourself, so no one will mess with you?" Gold Dem, is a card which is given to the families by D, which are clean and not involved in any wrong matters. And no one in the business world, can act harshly on them. It's a card, that many upper families carry. It's not easy to catch hold on it, one need to be totally clear from all the illegal stuff. So, basically this Gold Dem is a protection from the harmful world, as long as they are in wings of D, no one will dare to touch their family. If one don't obey the rules set on the Gold Dem, first their whole family will be dragged down, and then there won't be any traces of that family in the w