Marvel Demonic Novels & Stories

Malik cleared his throat, "There's a lot of things you guys need to know, especially before even attempting to look for Typhon. Everyone's attention is on Malik. "Typhon is not a human, he is a high-level storm demon who is working with Beherit. He has done some horrendous things. He helped his father torture and murder his mother and his destined mate. He owns a security firm called the Damascus group, but that is just a front. He's involved in trafficking both humans and others to vampires for blood. He hired a guy they call the chemist who has developed drug compounds that affect every group of others. That is why they were able to get the upper hand on me, they used a demon compound to a

If Lucifer refused to concede defeat, he would resort to his trump card—the Demonic Energy inside his body. This Demonic Energy was not his own. Instead, it was absorbed from Farley’s body in the Ancient Realm. He had sealed it away in his body. Once he released the seal, he could annihilate even immortal beings with the Demonic Energy. However, as he could not control the Demonic Energy as he pleased, he did not dare act recklessly. Otherwise, the battle would have ended long ago.

Riley asked, still hiding inside Maverick's chest. He was growling continuously with long claws and sharp canines, but she felt safety in his arms, not fear. I knew it was not Maverick to fear, but what he would do. If he attacked Demetrius, he would die. This vile creature wasn't just a cocky Alpha spewing bullshit about what he might do. This was a dark demon that walked among us. He had no remorse or care for those below him. Since he was the most powerful being on this earth, that meant we were all below him, and none of us mattered in his eyes.

Within the span of a few seconds, the flames vanished, leaving behind absolutely nothing. “Ashes to ashes.” Darcia spoke on a sigh of relief. But I was far from relieved. “Di-did we just…k-kill a m-man?” I managed to stutter out as dark spots began to dance in my vision. “He wasn’t exactly a man. He was a demon and once a demon has set his mind on something, they don’t let it go until they have achieved their goal.” Darcia looked at me with a frown. “Hey…are you okay? You don’t look so…”

Maverick scoffed at her question. Mya rolled her eyes at him. "Calm down, Maverick. She's not the cause of your bitterness." With a sweet smile plastered on her face, she turned back to Cinnia. "Denzel is our Lycan King. The blood demons are the ones to be terrified at what he'll do to them." Cinnia's tense shoulders relaxed and she breathed out a sigh. "Are you happy, Cinnia Ramilek?" Maverick asked, his stare boring into her soul through the rearview mirror.

Demonic monsters had tougher bodies, superior defenses, and access to various formidable abilities. Moreover, demonic pets cultivated Primal Beast Arts, which significantly increased their training speed. Some high-ranking beasts could even alter their forms, mimicking the aura of different species and concealing their presence. If Chase could locate a martial nirvana realm demonic monster and bind it with a master-servant contract, he would gain a powerful enforcer, increasing both his efficiency and dominance. "A demonic pet? A spiritual pet? Could this be the hidden abode of an ancient beast taming true master?" he speculated.

Her ocean-blue eyes have depths of innocence in them, and it seemed as though an inevitable gravity was dragging me in to explore those vast sets of orbs. I was so distracted by how the doll's elegance had held me chained up that I did not even notice the entrance to the villa slamming completely shut until I realized it. I stumbled through it, but I was completely blown shocked when I started hearing a melodic line being hummed ominously from behind my back, causing my head to instinctively flip toward its direction. My mouth dropped open, and my eyes widened in sheer terror, and my body started to shrivel up in fear and panic, as my heart pummeled vociferously. I was screaming with tears i

Alpha Derek's POV I didn't know how but I was able to control the demon inside me. I had only sunk my claws into her neck, and at the sight of her blood, the demon inside of me suppresses. The side on which I had cut immediately healed up but has a scar. She must've been a local for her to heal up instantly. Since I was from the demon clan, no matter how fast and strong the werewolf's inner power might be, he or she can never heal from my slash.

“This is a mating mark. It means I already belong to someone. It’s like getting married, but instead of becoming someone’s wife you become their mate.” “I…I don’t understand.” I said. I was really confused. “Demons mark their partner and therefore they get bonded for life. The mating bond is stronger than marriage, it connects you to your partner on a deeper intimate and emotional level.” Her eyes swept over my neck and collarbone as if looking for something. “You will understand one day, right now it will only be too much information.” She said. Demons mark their partner? How? An animal like roar escaped Lucians throat as he stood between the dead bodies of his enemies. Not all of them were

Strong. “So what happens next?” I asked. His fingers turned, briefly closing around mine. “Now,” Dominic said quietly, “we become harder to buy.” Outside, clouds gathered over the city again, not storm clouds, but pressure clouds. The kind that sit heavy before something breaks. Marcus Vale had been a battle. What was coming next was a marketplace. And in that marketplace, I had just become a prize someone powerful intended to claim.