Meliodas Demon Novels & Stories

As the door slowly creaked open, Leon’s eyes immediately locked onto Zalethos Blackwood, seated on a raised throne at the far end of the room. Zalethos Blackwood, the Demon King, exuded an aura of authority that seemed to fill the entire room. His jet-black eyes were like bottomless abysses, cold and commanding, while the sharpness of his gaze radiated an overwhelming pressure. He wore a regal robe of deep purple, edged with gold, and every movement he made imbued with a sense of solemn dignity.

These dresses are all bright colors and plain looking. I prefer wearing the ones with dark colors but with silver or golden linings to show that I’m not just a no one. Back then, my face is just enough for me to stand out because everyone knows me as the Demoness Alpha, but now that I have no name and is only regard as Helion’s disciple, and the fact that I’m using someone else’s face, if I want to stand out, I at least have to do something about what I wear.

Lucas nodded. “When will you be free?" Ares shrugged then turned away from him. “When I'm less busy, come on Myla" Myla waved goodbye at Melody before following behind Ares. “Wait.... You are never not busy!" Lucas shouted from behind and Myla saw the corner of Ares' lips lift up a little and she almost gasped out loud. Oh my so the demon king had a heart? Who would have thought. “Are you close to Lucas?" Her eyes widened as soon as those questioned came out of her mouth. She hadn't meant to say that out loud.

As tired as I am mentally, I wait for the summons to absorb the core again with eagerness and patience. It is unfortunate that mystic ranked summons cannot assume human form. It was never possible to turn them into humanoids, so even if I implanted it into their cores, it wouldn't work. We're ready to find out what their status is! [Necromera- Mystic rank] Level 0 Race: Demon Element: Fire EXP: 0/80000 HP- ???? CON-???? ATK- 550 STR- 184 DEF-200 DEX-40

A moment later he returned, turning corporal once more and carrying her bags. "How did you do that?" He raised a brow, as if it were obvious. "I'm a spectral demon." "That is so cool. So you're like a ghost or something?" "Most humans who think they've seen a ghost are actually witnessing a spectral demon." Her curiosity racing she asked jokingly, "Can you go all Jedi and move things with your mind?" He cocked his head, as if he were about to give a lecture to a group of children. "Yes, when I go fully demonic I have telekinetic abilities. And I can't be harmed or killed. It makes my kind invaluable, especially on the battlefield."

Melissa looked at them pityingly, not imagining what they could do against the huge beetles with bottomless mouths. The anticipation of the battle tickled the nerves, giving off small, small nervous tremors. Millions of excited "what if ?!" mixed up in my head. Melissa bit her lip hard to a salty metallic taste in her mouth, circled around the army once more and approached Andras. The demon looked spectacular, naked to the waist, with black wings towering behind his back, on his left hand the wolf shifted from one powerful paw to another. Andras turned his head, fixed it with a blazing gaze, and said:

Lily said in gritting her teeth. “wait.. wait.. what? No, I will tell you something.. Possibly you don’t know some things and the one you believe beside you must have not told you too” pointing at Melinda, Demona said but Lily clicked her tongues not wanting to fall for her tricks. ‘No, No, How did that happened? What in the hell is happening? I can’t die.. I can’t die.. Dark lord… dark lord’ Demona started praying in her heart for Draco to rescue her but all her prayers were in vain. As the new form of Lily and Melinda cut her throat together, removed her head from her body.

"You talked to my father?" "I talked to your father." I slid the crystal back in my pocket before rubbing at my arms and the bruises I was sure he gave me. "He seems to think he can save Dad." "Of course," Sass snapped. "He's Theridialis, Demon Lord of the Fourth Plane. He can do anything."

Maggie It was thick darkness. Only the sound of the rustling of leaves and creeping night insects could be heard. She glanced at her wrist watch, it was 9.02pm. But she stood there at the center of the large compound of St Patrick's Catholic church waiting, standing in front of her white Mercedes Benz, waiting for her meeting with the Medusa demon - the Vampire. They were two minutes late to the meeting, one she had arranged risking her very existence. The Vampire had contacted her demanding to know her status with the location of Fisheye. She had told them that she didn't have Fisheye, but she had something better - the flash drive! Hence, she set the meeting point and time.

He made himself clear. "Demons," Elroy spoke casually, "I Know." "Five ranks of Demons roam this world as taught to us by Commander Allas. Rank five demons, the lowest of them all are called dark souls, eyes hallow as night - pale dead skin - they were once humans, but now taken over by dark spells wrath on them by drinking sorcery of Ethan Roy.” “Who is he? Ethan Roy.” Elroy was intrigued by such a man.