Magical Demon Novels & Stories

Botanical sciences was the least prestigious of all four, the track where students who failed everything else, and the track where students who have little or no magical abilities ended up. It was quiet, overlooked, and completely beneath the notice of anyone important. That was why Lysan was extremely happy being there. He attended his classes quietly, avoiding Roman in every possible way. Roman was seen at the academy often, he wasn't a student there though, but as the Demon prince, he was supposed to maintain the relationship between the human kingdom, magical beings, and the demonic territories.

“There is no one here.” Caleb winks at me. “You just need a little demon help.” He places his hands together before very slowly heaving them apart, creating a red ball of energy in the middle of his hands. Demon magic. I watch the mesmerising magic with interest as he swirls it around in his hands, turning it into a sphere shape and firing it right in front of us. It smashes into something almost like a veil. The veil shimmers when the demon magic makes a massive gap right in the middle and reveals an entire world that just looked like a forest before. My mouth drops open.

I finally felt alive. “But…” He then put on a serious expression. “We found a rare chemical in your blood. “There isn’t a name for it on the market. “However, in the black market, the name of it is ‘Angel’s Kiss’.” Angel’s Kiss? It sounded beautiful, but I could not help but shiver. “It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet.

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

It was then that Torelli’s red eyes betrayed him, they shone in the distance. Again, Jesse took after him in full blast. He timed his approach and fired his haunches. He flew through the air, aiming for the neck. But it was too strong to rip off. The two stared balefully at the other for a few seconds until Jake approached menacingly and stopped as well beside Jesse, snarling. ‘I shall fight, but not today’ the demon said, forming rapidly back to the priest’s form who fell flat. And then appeared on the horizon abound of black clouds drifting towards the alps. Bats!

Our demon magic originates from Haures himself, so not having control over it would be catastrophic. What documented history there was on my demon side and history was very limited. When she contacted him about me, her father explained that 1500 years ago, our ancestors ruled over a small kingdom that was under constant attack. Eventually it got so bad, the kingdom was going to fall. So my however-many-great-great-grandfather summoned Haures to ask for his wife and unborn son's salvation. They received salvation but the price was his soul. Not much was said other than when his wife gave birth to his son, he was a demon-werewolf hybrid. The demon gene was only passed to the males, while any f

Ruben said with a tinge of menace. Kat saw Darius’s eyes go wide then narrow as his jaw clenched. “What do you need us to do, my Lord?” Darius asked as Magnus looked at him strangely. Kat frowned, just how much power does Ruben wield in this city? “I need a doorway opened to the Demon Realm and a summoning spell for Lord Basille.” “What!?” Magnus stood up, slamming his hand down on the table. “No way! That’s a Ninth Level Demon!” Darius grimaced. “Sit down, Magus.” He ordered, finally showing who was actually in charge between them.

Even if you don't want it yourself and I don't want it either, why don't you think about Little Candy? Little Candy hasn't eaten a high-level demonic beast for so long. It is so hungry that its face is yellow and its skin is thin!" Caspian shook his head and said, "These two half-step ancestors may have been ordered by the other ancestors, but they carried the magic weapon refined by the Great Sage with them. Great Sage is an existence comparable to Real Immortal Realm. The magical power he controls is definitely not something that we can imagine now. The banshee was much more cunning than the other Demonic Beasts, and the magical power she displayed when she escaped was very rare.

Silas's voice was edged with disbelief, as if grappling with the idea of supernatural forces at play. Ezra turned his attention to Lady Athena, his curiosity piqued. "What kind of curse are we dealing with, exactly?" Lady Athena's gaze held a mixture of solemnity and concern as she began to explain. "A demonic curse is a potent form of dark magic, woven in a way that links the victim to a malevolent entity, in this case, a demon. The victim becomes a conduit for the demon's influence, their emotions, thoughts, and even actions manipulated by the curse. It's a sinister form of control, and demons often utilize it to spread chaos and further their own agendas."

Despite the morbid topic of discussion, my lips curl up. "Demons are supernaturals who practises dark magic. As far as I know they are rare. Not everyone can practise magic and stay sane. But they are powerful because demonic powers on top of their inherent ones makes them more powerful than an average supernatural creature and sometimes stronger ones too." I have no doubt about their power because I saw Zenith literally ending Hansika’s life who was supposedly the best witch in aunt Jade’s academy. This thought doesn’t give me any solace. It only fills me with dread and more anxiety.