Novel & Cerita Hooded Demon

“Why would you think so?” “Demons cannot die unless killed by other supernatural creatures. Why would Lucian be an exception?” “Because he is not entirely Demon.” Roshan said as a matter of fact. “True but he could have died and come back to life, just like Irene.” Irene had died after giving birth to Lucian but she had come back to life because she had demon blood in her system. When she came back to life she had become partly Demon. Lucian was already partly demon which meant that when he died his demon side could have saved him and he awakened was a fully Demon. But then again Demons could track other Demons so why couldn’t they find him, Roshan wondered.

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

He was the one who'd wrecked my apartment, the one who'd been giving me all those disturbing warnings and messages. He was the one knew Trevor. He had a hood pulled over his face so I couldn't make out his features and although I couldn't see his face but there was something really frightening about him. A shiver of fear ran down my spine. His whole semblance screamed pure evil. I'd never feared anyone more than I feared him at the moment, and I didn't even know what he looked like. Nate was intimidating at times and he could be pretty terrifying when he was angry but I'd never felt so afraid with him. In fact, for some obscure reason Nate had always managed to make me feel safe, but this ma

Each one was a formation. A group of weird-looking, undying demons were closing in! In pieces, they rushed over like a tidal wave. These guys were all black, with double horns on their heads and long tentacles. Their arms, like swords, were born sharp, formidable weapons for killing. The continuous roar trembled the hearts and guts of the people. Seeing thousands of undead rushing up, Lena’s eyes turned bloodshot. Hugging Bubbles, she shouted, “Lord Saint, run! Lord Saint…”

Caleb POV “It’s been a long time since you’ve come in here and graced us with your presence, dickhead,” the hooded stranger claims as he sits next to me on the stool. I slide his favorite whiskey across the bar, and he lowers his hood. Zodiac—the only name I know him by—wears a red mask covering his face, and no one has ever seen it off, at least not that I’ve heard of. I know he is some kind of demon, but fuck knows what kind. Only that he is powerful. I can sense it, just like everyone in this bar can.

The black-robed man was named the Devouring Demon. He was not exactly a living being and was more accurately described as a being that straddled the border between life and death. The Devouring Demon was confident he could kill everyone since the competition lasted for 30,000 years. Within this period, none of the powerhouses on Mount Chaos could enter the Ancient Realm. He was sure he could wipe out the creatures that entered the Sky Islands before the end of the competition.

It rose, twisting, folding in on itself until it took shape. A woman stepped out of it. She wore a long black cloak, the hood shadowing her face. The air around her felt wrong—heavy, draining. She moved closer. Still, Asher didn’t react. “So,” he said at last, calm and bored, lifting his head, “you’re the soul-eating demon.” The woman paused. Then she smiled. A slow, amused curve of her lips. “Is it written on my forehead?” she asked lightly. “Or did you simply guess?”

Although it was very loud, Marlin was not shocked at all as she had expected this. “How long have you noticed?” Marlin asked the demon sitting on the floor. She dispelled her concealing spells and showed herself in front of the demon. “Since the moment you entered Britney’s mind.” The demon answered. The demon had horns so huge that they were bigger than his head and curled twice. His eyes were glowing yellow and his body was dark violet with mysterious markings all over. Nearby, Marlin could see rotting corpses and skeletons of various races. Perhaps Marlin was used to the smell, but it did not smell as bad as it looked.

Rademos surprised himself with his outburst. "We are one! We are the demon known as Astraldon." "Demon?" Rademos repeated, sounding surprised. "Is this a joke?" "Yes, you are a demon! You are an incubus. You are the demon of destruction." "I- I don't understand," Rademos replied, feeling a deepening sense of confusion. "In due time, you will!" "What do you-"

The black spirit-like structure similar to a reflection floated in the air. The demon's face was covered with scales like an amphibian while its mouth dripped green saliva. It spoke to the small bird and continued," Goddess, the animals have discovered our spies and set up a trap. They have learned about our secret forces and retreated but those troops are lost."