Infernal Demons Novels & Stories

Wonder if I have any powers? *Ember* I run my hand over the books in my workroom searching for a specific one. "Ah ha." I grab a book with a dark crimson cover and gold lettering from the shelf. "Demons and Hell" is written across the cover. I grab some paper, my feather and my ink before I sit down on a chair. I open the book and start reading. "There are three classes of demons known to humankind. The classes are as follows: the lowest level are the Vermin Class followed by the Common Class and lastly are the Royalty Class.

Lucas glanced back at him and said, "I'll let you know since you're eager to find out. I'm a demon." Demon!!! The Inferno Organization knew that was Lucas a demon. However, they did not know what a demon exactly was. "Demon?" Colton was astonished as he had never heard of it in his entire life. "Well, perhaps you can view it this way. Throughout this entire world, there's only one demon in existence, and that's me," Lucas said. Colton stared at Lucas doubtfully because he was just a Rank 8 Evolved One with four Rank 7 Zombies and a Rank 6 Zombie under his control.

I feel the D'Angelos behind me. —Listen to me, you son of a bitch, you won't say shit about my daughter anymore, you won't think about her for a second and you'll regret all your sins. You are going to live, we are not going to kill you, but if you are going to record our faces in your head—I make him look at the three of us—, because you are not a demon, you are a rabid rat like Gandía and the hunters are eager to exterminate them . Demons are the ones I drive and gods are the ones you're going to have to pray to, because from here neither God nor the Devil will come to save you.

There were still countless challenges to face, and she would not rest until no demon stood on her way anymore. As Edna ventured deeper into the dark recesses of Hell, she encountered more lost souls, wandering about. Edna extended her hand to those she could help, guiding them towards the path of liberation. She listened to their stories, offering a glimmer of hope amidst the eternal darkness. Edna learned of a primordial evil, a malevolent force that had corrupted the very fabric of Hell. This malevolence, known as the Infernal Nexus, fed on the despair and suffering of lost souls, fueling the eternal torment that trapped them.

It was a very likely possibility assassins would be waiting the moment they crossed and there was no room for further injury. Lexi wouldn't die, exactly. Like all demons, he was immortal. No, death wasn't what assassination meant to a demon. It meant he would be rehabilitated. Abused in the Underworld as a tortured spirit until he forgot who he was and became a good bottom-rung soldier. He would no longer be Lexi. Lexi's boss, the Black Devil, only allowed so much identity and freedom to his minions so they could do their work and the bastard had no problem pulling back the leash when necessary. Not only didn't Hades wish that on Lexi but now Jinx's heart was involved.

I could feel that they are suffering a lot. “Gilmore, what’s that?” I grasped his arm and asked while the sweat from my forehead condensed. Gilmore used his magic and teleported us directly to the exact place where we both heard the anonymous noise. “W-What the hell is this place?” My eyes shed up with tears as I witness how the demons punished those humans. Some demons are peeling off their skin, some are burning them alive and some are putting thorns around their body. Gilmore explained that we intrude nearby the place they called “Hell Well". This is the exact place where sinners are punished with never ending sufferings and death.

Paralyzed with fear, she watched as the smoky figure loomed closer, its presence suffocating and terrifying. Around her, her comrades stood in a tense silence, their eyes fixed on the unfolding scene. The demon, moving with an unsettling deliberateness, slowly ventured towards Belle, its form shifting and writhing as it advanced, drawing ever nearer to the trembling woman who had summoned it from the abyss. "A soul of a lowly harlot's offspring, hahaha," the demon intoned, its voice an indistinct amalgamation. Was it male or female? Such distinctions were irrelevant, for demons were once angels, and angels transcend human notions of gender.

Nae is one of the greater Demons, she’s known as a Demon of Passion. Azrael doesn’t really know how and why she has that title. Her brother, Bernael, is a Fallen. They’re only brothers because of their mother, Satrina. And because she’s a Greater Demon, Nae possesses the ability to know human’s secretive sin and induce fear, but Angels are invulnerable to it. Azrael decided to troll on Nae again when she never said a word after her question, “Do you wish your fear inducement can work on me? I mean that’s very handy.”

He clenched his fist and stepped a little closer towards the boulder, his booted feet making a depression on the black sand. The Encyclopedia of Demons or popularly known as the Dictionnaire Infernal is the book Marcus had found in the Vatican Archives that talked about the demon with blue and violet flames. It may not have given a fitting picture of what the hellish entity looked like, but it was able to provide enough information for him to use.

The barrier that once stood between Lyria and the rest of the world was torn by Kyante and her army was shattered, and from that tear emerged demons—grotesque beings of shadow and flame, their eyes burning with malice. The demons crawled out of the abyss, dragging themselves onto our shores, their claws digging into the earth with sickening strength. They moved like a tide of darkness, their numbers endless, filling the air with the smell of sulfur and death. They didn’t just march—these demons fed off the very land, their presence corrupting everything they touched. Trees withered and died in their wake, their leaves turning to ash, and the ground itself cracked and burned beneath their fee