Lightning Demon Novels & Stories

Hell Doyen asked helplessly, “No! Impossible! How did you do it!?” Kayson went up and shattered Hell Doyen’s tendons in all his four limbs, causing the latter to fall limp on the ground in a look of panic. “It’s simple. I have lightning energy. It’s not that I’m immune to lightning attacks, but if one’s energy standard is lower than mine, I can just crush them with my lightning energy.” “This is impossible… The bolts of lightning are so intense… How could you counter each and every single one of them!?”

"Boom!" However! This genius expert had just stepped on the slate and walked on a few slabs. Suddenly, a bowl-sized thunderbolt fell from the sky. "Rumble!" "Pfft!" In the blink of an eye! Under everyone's disbelief, the lightning struck the warrior in an instant. "Bang!" There was an explosion. Before the demon could scream, it was torn into nothingness by Lightning... A genius ninth level Alchemy expert had been struck down by a bolt of lightning just like that, leaving nothing behind!

I could see our opposite auras pushing each other away, but neither was winning the invisible battle. I inhaled the cold, stale air of the desert before proceeding to speak, "Hmmm... I just heard the call of my Emperor. Do you know what He named me now?" Raphael had a tensed look on his face. He must have found my new appearance rather...threatening. His head shook slowly, not believing what I had just become. "No... you can't side with the Darkness!" he yelled, "Aeshma!" "ASMODEUS! Call me by that name!" I quickly interjected, clenching my hands into a tight fist and glowing my eyes red. "I am Asmodeus! Demon prince of Lust. The Archdemon of the Second Circle of Hell."

She pulls another from the pack and retrieves a lighter too, setting the white stick into red dotted flame. Sebastian comes in view from the green metal door, seeing Laurel holding a stick of cigarette on one hand. He suddenly feels empathy for her and all his distrust washes away in the wind. He had misjudged her in every way. He had thought her to be made of stone to the core and maybe twelve years had changed her from the lovely girl her parents described her to be into some cold hearted bitch.

“I didn’t want to mention this thing so early on without confirming first, but I have been hearing strange things around lately, something...dark and it seems the Qin Family are also involved, I am worried since things seem to be going downhill lately. A-Qin, try to look after one another, I don't know what any of us would do if something happens to either of you!” “Mother, don’t worry I promise I'll look out for all my younger siblings, and I know they will do the same.” Jin Qiqiong said reassuringly with a smile, but in his heart, he felt more worried especially after hearing his mother’s words. Jin Ling has been spearheading multiple investigations for months now from espionage and murder

And as the dust settled, finally, Ilyria saw him. The Lightning Bird, the creature of legends, the one no Idixatian would mention without a small shiver or an anxious glance skywards. They said the Lightning Bird was neither man nor beast—a demon creature. They said those who looked on it were blinded. They said those who looked away would be marked for ruin. Yet what stood before her was only a man, his face not yet carrying the hardened edges that seemed to mark the cruelty of manhood. With his wings lowered, and his hands at his side, he looked gentle, even though the evidence of his power lay scattered still, across the street.

I can hear her above everyone and everything! As a Demon-Wolf, my abilities occasionally overwhelm my body and brain. Leading me to do dark things or lash out and create big messes. Not many people knew, but I am like this because I am only half-demon. Not full. I have two forms, my Demon-Wolf and myself, a witchy demon. If I was a full demon, I'm sure not even the heavens could control a demon that knows an infinity of spells…. —Id be untouchable if I could control all my demons in me.

And with that, she turned and walked away, leaving Abaddon as he turned into ash. She was getting closer and closer with each demon she killed. Her strength was wavering but she had to go on. Edna thought this was not the Hell she had heard of. The Hell she had heard of was a place of punishment, filled with the souls of the damned. This Hell was different. It was a place of chaos, ruled by demons and other malevolent creatures. Up next was Baal, the demon of lightning and Thunder. Baal was a fearsome creature, with eyes that glowed like embers and a voice that rumbled like thunder.

It had baffled when he was just a mere mortal, but it floored him now as a demon. Her stubborn will to be both defiantly strong and soft in his hands had caused the sadistic side of Young to rear its head in Blood, pushing for an opportunity to turn her to clay. It never made any sense how she embodied love and light at all times, even when the harsh parts of herself were shown. The demon side of Young couldn’t help but want, damn near need, to crush that light out of her. In the same token, her display of blind trust in him was a gift he never wanted to take for granted so he was torn, now more than ever.