Malphas Demon Novels & Stories

Only his legendary strong-willed nature allowed him to remain conscious; even at this distance, the sharpness of his pain was staggering. The demon was unnervingly powerful. I doubted that even with the full support of our guards, we could take him down. The velocity with which he had hurled Malachi against the wall suggested the combined strength of a thousand wolves. The impact had rocked the entire room, and I feared Malachi had sustained grievous injuries from that strike alone. Our greatest disadvantage was the demon's invisibility. Relying on Malachi’s telepathic guidance to help Caspian fight a phantom was a desperate, unreliable strategy. We were blind men fighting a hurricane.

But we did manage to fight off the Demon who had taken over Uncle John. "Thankfully, Malum is dead," Dominic points out. "He is, or I should say, was one of the most powerful Demons in the underworld. But there will be more and we must be prepared." He places the mirror next to the bed and takes my other hand. "Like getting more crystals?" I ask. "Let me worry about those," he says in a hurry, and it's obvious that topic is off limits. "Well," I take a deep breath, "I guess I should brush up on my fighting skills and learn some Latin." I smile, trying to lighten the mood.

Then he rose from it. Malachai did not yet have a body for his own. The shape of him flowed and fluctuated between body and darkness. But incomplete, even, he was massive. Twelve feet easily, and shoulders big enough to blot the light out. He was covered with fur the color of black so dark it appeared to swallow the torchlight. His pupils are glowing red like coals and when he smiled, his teeth were too long, and too sharp. The First Alpha. The one who had scorned the Moon Goddess. Just as terrifying as the legends say and more.

​A pair of hands—huge, trembling, and radiating a terrifying, molten heat—grabbed my shoulders and spun me around. ​Malachi looked like a demon. His blue runes were flared to a blinding, electric white, casting sharp, jagged shadows against the cavern walls. His eyes were no longer amber; they were pits of molten gold, burning with a mixture of fury and a soul-shattering terror I had never seen before.

Although it was very loud, Marlin was not shocked at all as she had expected this. “How long have you noticed?” Marlin asked the demon sitting on the floor. She dispelled her concealing spells and showed herself in front of the demon. “Since the moment you entered Britney’s mind.” The demon answered. The demon had horns so huge that they were bigger than his head and curled twice. His eyes were glowing yellow and his body was dark violet with mysterious markings all over. Nearby, Marlin could see rotting corpses and skeletons of various races. Perhaps Marlin was used to the smell, but it did not smell as bad as it looked.

Not listed anything from the status, only the demon race is listed. "You'd better head to the magical city of Mala. Then I'll excuse you sir." The demon spoke quickly and immediately disappeared. I haven't had the chance to ask him yet. I'm still sweating cold because of the aura it emits. After calming down a bit, I immediately returned to the wolf pack that I locked up earlier. It turned out that they had been surrounded by villagers and it looked like the residents were angry. Some brought machetes, axes, and even hoes. "Just kill!" "Burn!"

But my mom just smiled. “That’s my girl.” I smiled proudly. “But what is that?” She picked me up and walked over to her bookcase, she pulled out a really old book and opened it. On the page was a man with horns on his head and a long tail. “So, a demon is usually a very strong being. One who will use tricks and magic to punish anyone who makes them angry. Many people are afraid of them, because they are really strong and don’t show mercy to their enemies.”

One faction is to serve the Palace as general servants while the other factions are to serve members of the Imperial Family. Blue is the colour scheme for the servants belonging to the faction of the Frost Palace, in short these servants directly serve the Third Prince Jin Huan. As for the others, the general servants are clad colours of dark maroon. As for the Emperor, the faction of servants appointed are naturally larger, they are clad in black. The faction which serves the emperor, the colour black truly makes them look more imposing. These people their positions may be that of a servant but their worth is comparable to those revered generals or martial arts masters.

~ The red moon is disappearing soon and it is safe now for him to go back to the human world, his assistants hurrily brought him a new fine robe the moment he came out of water and cover his body with it The water on him dried up immediately he stepped out of the water and his body look dry like he isn’t inside water seconds ago A soft wind blows around him for sometimes and then stops just across him in the room, a beautiful demon spirit came out of the wind and the wind stops “Longtime friend” she greeted and pat Samael on his shoulder “Why are you here?” he asked her going to fetch new clothes “I came to see you my friend, it has been so long we saw each other” she said cheerfully The ass

"I’m a Demon, Alice. You’re a fragile little creature." She stared at him, lips pursed. "You yell a lot. And yeah, you’re short-tempered. But I don’t think you’re evil." Thunder cracked. Dark clouds blanketed the beach. Winds whipped around them. The air grew heavy with fury as Paimon entered his true form again, taller and monstrous. "Are you fucking retarded?!" he thundered. Lightning lanced the sky. Aurora backed away. The sand trembled beneath his feet. Alice blinked, unfazed. She fidgeted, bumping her index fingers together.