Hero X Demon Novels & Stories

His ripped up suit marks him as one of ours, and his eyes turn pleading once they land on Jaxon and me. The demon at the table’s head smiles, and it is razor sharp, much like a shark having locked onto its prey, and he adds with a voice that reminds me of syrup gliding down a pistol, “I’ll be sure to return the favour, Hawke.” Jaxon casually reaches for the silver rifle where he’d strapped it to my thigh, a small dangerous beauty, and my heart doesn’t stutter, neither do I feel a shred of emotion as he aims for the head of his beaten up man. And shoots.

"Looks like we'll be dining on pork for months, I yelled out and heard my three demons chuckling loudly. I turned around searching for Grace and saw her kneeling next to a young boy who was whimpering as she healed the gash along his back. He couldn't have been more than ten. I walked towards the pair and Grace looked up at me. "The child was brought along with the demon horde for enjoyment and cut by a human here," she said sadly. I furrowed my brow and lifted the child's chin to look at his face. Big green eyes and two tiny black horns sticking out from curly auburn hair. I wondered how he didn't turn into a piglet and felt it when his small clawed hands touched my arm. He had angel magic.

Darius said, easily resisting my drugged struggles. The Demon closed his eyes and inhaled. “Their kind really are like catnip to us.” “She is half Demon, Hades, and will be easier to breed a child upon than her mother,” Darius said as I looked at the Demon who was examining me. Hades’ horns curved upward like a steer's, coming to sharp points. “Let me see her,” he said, reaching out for me.

Xylia's tone had deepened too. She was out of it, so she didn't realize it but the demon did and became a bit surprised. The girl had no powers, what was she displaying? Propelling herself forward in a fit of rage, she bulleted towards him, her pupils were now red. Before the demon could duck, she landed him a punch on his chest. The demon staggered back from the force of it. The body and face melted away as he regained his original form. A dark mist. By this time, Xylia was not scared of anything or any form. "I don't care what form you take, I'll kill you."

I replied angrily looking up in his direction, “Don't you dare to take my mother's name in your mouth. You killed my mother, a worm of hell." The stranger still didn't react at all hearing my accusation. Instead of reacting or replying he laughed again. While scratching the back of his head with the devilish smirk on his extremely handsome face, he replied in a very polite way, “Xander, your father was a great king. I see the potential of your father in you. It was a pleasure meeting you. I am Armarous, the chief assistant demon of the great devil hell-king Lucifer." Xander also asked as calmly as he could in that situation, hugging me tightly, "Armaros, What do you want from us? Why have yo

’ Irving questioned. ‘A demon and an angel.’ I answered as confused as ever. As the demon’s head turned enough, my heart froze. The profile was similar, but I knew it couldn’t be Hizkiah. Hizkiah would have a scar across his face from our last battle. Not even being revived from death would have healed what I did to his face. Beyond missing the scar, this demon was nearly identical to Hizkiah. The same blonde hair, face shape, and deceptive slender body frame. The other difference is the demon’s eyes. Hizkiah’s were black as coal, and this demon’s eyes were golden.

Rosy screams, and I spin around to see my best friend fly through the air. I watch as the redhead latches her hand around my best friend's neck. Fear constricts itself around my heart. I open my mouth to beg for her life, but Jaxon is faster. His shifted form darts past me and lunges at the threat to his pregnant mate. But his efforts only seem to amuse the demon in front of me. She laughs as a flash of purple light explodes from her hand. Jaxon falls motionless to the floor with a massive hole in his chest, and Rosy screams. Shock replaces the fear within me. Whoever this monster is, she is not to be underestimated. I take a deep breath and tear my eyes off of Jaxon.

The demon dodged all of his attacks while mocking the angel for being slow. “I’m not even in my best condition but you still can’t keep up with my speed? What a loser. No wonder that child is easily corrupted.” Damien is talking about Xavier’s first assignment as an angel. Xavier’s attack became faster and furious as soon as he mentioned the child. Xavier is finally able to hit Damien. The demon stumbled but didn’t end up on the ground. The demon laughed manically as he wipes the blood from a cut in his lower lip. It hurt him but it’s never enough to kill him. Xavier grabbed him by the collar, and punched him again.

The demon was thrilled for two extremely powerful spiritual pressures coming after him, and he'd been wanting more excitement ever since his last brawl against Hayze. The excitement trickled away when the demon turned around, disgusted to see two black women as his opponents. "Sending monkeys after me is one thing... but just tell me ya ain't that Tubman monkey." The Hooded Demon's deep accent expressed hatred, his red spiritual aura began to expand with his anger. "I was expecting that boy from last time." Harriet coughed up a soft chuckle, giving a confident laugh at the demon that eased a few of Phuture's nerves.

The piece was of a famous Hero named The Dominator, she wore her trademark horned helm with a skin tight light armor bodysuit, all jetblack and her bladed whip called Aggressors Wrath that glowed with brilliantly violent power. She was standing over a Demon Lord who looked like he was smashed into his throne by the way his blood was shown splattered all over it, and there were what looked like thousands of low level Demons behind her all with broken bones or blown off limbs causing the expanse of hell to look more....hellish.