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His grip tightened around his collar. "Hey man, let go of him." They freed their colleague away from his grip. "Man, I think you need to really go to a specialist. You need to get yourself checked. We already told you, there's no such thing as demons. They don't exist." "Demon exists. I tell you, they exist." He looked around, then suddenly called out to her daughter's name. "Rosemary! Rosemary!!" He called out angrily. "Where the fuck is this useless child of mine."

“I’m not sure how much it’s going to help us, though.” “What was it?” Leesa asked. “What did you remember?” “Dragons. Lamashtu once feared dragons.” “Dragons vanished eons ago,” Dominic said, shaking his head in resignation. “They were creatures of a long dead age.” “Maybe we can find some dragon eggs somewhere,” Ralin suggested enthusiastically. “Then we could hatch ’em, like in Game of Thrones.” He frowned as a sobering thought struck him. “It might take a while for baby dragons to grow powerful enough to challenge a demon, though.”

I could feel the burn, the flame inside me and a fainted memory that hit me… "Ria… Ria… come back!!! I need you!!!" He kept calling her but she didn't look back at him for once. His eyes were burning with the desire and lust for her, and she was running away from him. That face of a demon, she can't forget… that horrible memory that imprinted in her mind. She kept running until a dead end. The little girl was scared and felt the presence of that monster behind her. "Ria… Sol…aaa…Ria… I told you you can't escape… Now, I will claim you and keep it in my collection." The devil roared and the girls screamed while covering her eyes.

They were able to hold their own with all four demon realms together fighting, but the Dregok kept growing in power. Vastria reviewed the pictures of the four demon realms that was allied. They each had a distinction to their profile. The Kolrerin realm demons, their skin was caramel colored, their hair a deep red. The description indicated that these demons were experts on fire element magic. They could eat fire. There was also a description on the levels of fire magic and its color indication from white to red, to orange, and blue. She could not imagine that there could be such a variety.

Lumina finished the last ten of the two hundred and fifteen outworlders humans were capable of summoning from their worlds before returning her attention to her son. Considered, the other kingdoms referred to them as demons, but not the house of Elzcrid. It was a mistake they would never be caught dead making.

Finally bold enough, I asked, "Could you check?" The demon even jerked his head, then laughed. Have you ever heard a demon's laughter? Do you think it's scary? It's no scarier than a storm, or lighting, or a hurricane. It sounds wild, and furious, and mad, and fiery, yet oh so beautiful. The room suddenly became chilly. Smoke swirled in the corners of the pentagram, and Martha grew even paler. She was afraid I wouldn't be able to hold the demon back-or that I wouldn't be able to hold myself back from stepping toward him. I wasn't going to do that, however. I knew all too well you weren't supposed to trust demons.

Demons- I thought- of lust, of desire. Now, don't roll your eyes. Desire demons take far too many forms to just say mine was a succubus thing- I didn't summon them just to get my rocks off. Lust demons are the deal makers, the insidious, the Djinn. They meet us humans at crossroads, grant us wishes, fulfil our dreams. They are exactly what you want them to be. Be careful what you wish for.

I felt her love in my heart, stronger than any fear or doubt. I looked at the angel leader, who was also struggling with his own demons. He saw himself as a failure, a weakling, a fool. He saw himself letting down his clan, his friends, and his family. He heard voices in his head, telling him to die, to end his pain, to give up his hope. Liam on the other hand was facing his own pains, he sat down quietly on the ground in silence. The mirror reflected his mate, the demon girl he had spoken about. She was calling out to him continuously, Liam got up Abruptly walking into the mirror. "Liam!" I screamed out. " It's not real, fight it out" I continued. He looked in my direction with a smile, bli

“They’re not monsters, they’re Incubus.” “What the Hell is that supposed to mean?” I ask her incredulously. “Well,” she scratched the back of her head awkwardly. “It means that they are demons, but Incubus quite literally translates to sex demons.” I stared at Mary for a good five minutes, before I fell back on the bed laughing like a maniac. “S-sex d-em-ons!” I managed to say in between fits of laughter.

Brown's heart was on fire, he shouted in hopes that Luna could hear it, but she couldn't hear his voice. “This is the dreamscape I created; it is our past, present and also our future. Dr. Brown, don't worry, I won't harm your Luna, if you can become my husband!" “Damn it! If you dare touch a hair of hers, I will definitely turn you back to dust. Don't make me do evil!" Brown growled. This is the dream scene born from the demon's mind, the resentment and the nostalgia that the demon creates. If you want to neutralize the dream, you must find the vitality in each scene created by the devil. But what is the key of life?