Magical Demon Novels & Stories

She brought forth her hand, I took hold of it and we both teleported down to her new house. I had built the house to accommodate the ladies who would satisfy my sexual urges during the period of the upcoming red moon. Zach had informed me that the red moon would appear in few weeks, so I am making adequate preparations. I am a demon and during the time of the red moon, I am bound to have uncontrollable sexual urges. It wouldn't be bad if she shares the house with some of the beautiful maidens who would be warming my bed. Saphira's POV

"But you don't have to kill anyone when you like it. Is that your job? And how can you tell he has many demons near him? What are you saying?" "I am a demon. Demons can detect the presence of a demon by sensing their aura." "What?!" Millicent gasped. "That's impossible!" "Not really." Linus chuckled. "It's just that sometimes, I can sense the demonic aura." "So, you're telling me that you are a demon that can do anything? Do demons exist?" Millicent can't believe what she is hearing right now. "They exist." She's confused about what he's telling her. A demon? This guy is a demon? She had a deal with a demon?

The Divine Holy Emperor said smilingly, “I’m impressed by you too, Thea. I heard that those who consumed the blood of the Four Holy Beasts would have Demonic Energy in their body. Let’s compare our Demonic Energies today and see who’s better.” The Divine Holy Emperor was very conceited. He cultivated Demonic Energy and practiced an incomplete version of the Curse Magic. Although Thea had displayed great strength, the Divine Holy Emperor was confident he could defeat her. He was excited at the thought of playing with her after his victory.

Instead, I walked into my closet, picking out a sweatshirt and basketball shorts. "You can wear this for the night. I don't think it'll be smart for you to return to your room tonight." I could see the displeasure in her eyes, but she said nothing. Even though she was mad, she knew she couldn't fight off the demon herself. The other demons would have gotten the sign by now that two of their own were lost. They'd be furious and thirsty for blood. Not just any blood. Ayra's blood. She was better off staying where I could see her. The demons had no chance of getting in here. The house had a spell around it that kept demons away. It had cost a fortune to find a sorcerer that could cast the spell

He stood there until the demon approached him with his most qualified move. The demon proceeded with an indissoluble rope, which, according to him, was probably fit to capture the king of hell, and then what had to happen had happened. Alexander’s standing was his weakest phase, where he brought his devil to the zenith to crush the outnumbered demons if they stopped him from reaching Bella. The demon was forcefully stopped by an invisible levitation, sank to his knees, and fell to the ground. The pain was crushing his bones, could be heard, his scales slowly scorching as his eyes looked at Alexander in terror, knowing his end had come.

He is trying to backstab his brother who loved him like his son. And Kiora? Fuck, she is here. That bitch used ‘Demonic Arrow’ and turned Cal against Zac. Demonic Arrow is one of the most dangerous spells which is used to hypnotize people and turn them into your puppets. The people lose their identity and become slaves of the masters, the person who had cast that malefic spell on them. They could do anything even murder as their sanity is at the helm of their master who then makes them dance to his tunes.

"Have you not heard? We aren’t to be trusted." She shuddered but remained strong. "Then I won’t release you." The demon stood up straight, pondering for a moment, its eyes blazing down at her. "There is one thing I can think of that might give you the assurance you so desire. Though, if you’re trying to trick me, it won’t bode well for you.” She didn’t like the sound of that, but what choice did she have? “What is it?” “A demon's pact. An agreement sealed in the Magic's of old that cannot be broken. You give me something and I give something in return. Should either fail to uphold their end of the deal, the magic shall take from them that which they bargained for."

"Maybe crossing worlds awakened some hidden ability. Do not worry. As long as I have something to eat, you will not be in danger." We had barely rested since arriving in this world, and that night I lay in bed recalling everything I knew about the original novel. The Demon King was named Lucien Desrosiers. He was tall, powerful, and cursed in childhood by the holy orders. On the fifteenth of every month, the lust-curse devoured him. If he did not use a hundred women to ease it, his own power would tear him apart. Poor man. Fortunately, he had met me. Otherwise, his curse would never have been solved.

Asher watched the memory unfold as if it were happening right before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, focused on the dark figure with the massive wings. "Who the hell is this?" he asked Damir internally. "That's Morgana, a high-ranking demon from the Abyss," Damir replied. A beat of silence. "This Abyss," Asher said, his tone shifting. "Where exactly is it?"

I asked her. “Well yes, but your magic is dark is it not?” “Well no. Magic is not white or black only how it is used. So ideally mine is neutral until I use it for bad.” I replied. “Well, I don’t know I have never heard of a demon doing such a thing.” She said but could see the wheels in her mind turning. “But it is possible. Just tell me what I need to do.” “Well, ideally you would just give it to her.” She said shrugging.