Obey Me Belphegor Novels & Stories

He introduced himself to me earlier. “You’re calm,” he said, voice low, amused. I spat blood onto the cracked concrete. “And you’re an idiot.” His lips twitched into a smile. Psychopath. “This isn’t about you,” he said, leaning closer, his breath sour. “It’s about him.” Rob. My stomach twisted, but I kept my face stone-cold. “You’re bait,” Vega continued, straightening, adjusting his cuffs like this was a business meeting. “He’ll come. And when he does, we’ll kill him.”

She dropped the Grace in her surprise and his hands wrapped around her neck. Finnegan let out an angry scream and he shifted into his goblin form. He jumped at Belphegor’s legs and his sharp teeth bit into a thigh. Bishop followed and scratched at his other leg. It didn’t deter Belphegor and his hands tightened around Callie’s throat.

I said and Belphegor raised his brow—I don’t know what that means but I want to slug him and erase that expression he’s donning in his mug. “I see.” Belphegor hummed and continued to drink his wine. “I see how it is. My son, Baal will probably enjoy your company—he sure loves hanging out with heirs, specially the son of one of the most powerful rulers here.” The demon lets his wine be refilled by a servant. “You’ll have the most comfort here in hell when you’re with the right people.”

Belphegor, one of the seven deadly sins on Tartarus that had been banished by Riven centuries ago, looked up at Lilith and smirked lazily. "All you succubus are so impatient",he said slowly and stretched his limbs like he didn't give a care in the world. "I like the word 'idleness'. It makes my laziness look classy". He chuckled lightly, making the succubus infuriated. "You should have been the sin of craziness", Lilith snapped angrily. "Because that's what you are. Crazy!" Belphegor's eyes snapped towards the young looking woman and for a minute, the lazy haze disappeared and his true form surfaced as his eyes turned sickly red. One hand shot out and wrapped around Lilith's throat viciously

“Don’t listen to anyone but me, pretty. Who’s your Dom?” “You,” I breathed. “Who’s your master?” “You.” “Good.” His tone was soft, dangerous. “Only me. Only I get to touch you like this, Only I get to put a collar on your neck. Only I get to put you on a leash. Be a good boy and don't listen to anyone else but me.” He paused and stared at me possessively before giving my neck a few soft bites. “If it's night time and I'm not back, don't let it bother you, I'll always come back, late or not. Do you understand?”

The gesture doesn’t seem to be natural at all, like there was some sort of invisible hand forcing him down. “Dang it!” He curses, folding his hands on his lap obidiently. In the background, I hear Belphegor laughing hysterically. “What’s going on? What are you doing?” I eye Mammon suspiciously. “It’s not me that’s doing this. It’s you!” “Me?” “It’s the power of the pact! You gave me an order so I have no choice but to follow.” As he whines, Belphegor’s laugh becomes increasingly loud.

He smiled at us and stuck out his tongue with a very sharp tip. “Just get straight to the fight. We don’t have time for a tea session with a filthy demon like you,” Acanta firmly blurted out. We were all surprised by what Acanta said and her sudden change of behavior. “Young lady, you are too brave to say such things to a demon king like me. I am Belphegor, by the way, the Demon King of Hell in charge of sloth or indolence. Unity via surveillance is the harmony I seek. While I push buttons and flip levers, keep an eye on the crowd. As your punishment, I will lazily bend your bones and muscles until you can no longer move,” the demon threatened her who introduced himself as Belphegor, the dem

Everyone was scared. John checked his gun for the third time and looked at all of us. “We stick to the plan. Elena thinks she is coming to finish us. We let her believe that. Sophia, you stay close to Mia. Liana, you stay right beside me no matter what. No hero moves. We end this tonight.” Sophia nodded, her face pale but determined. “I am ready. She has controlled my life long enough. If this brings her down, I will do whatever it takes.”

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 like they were admitting to fearing what it can do. "Senior hunter. Do you comply with our orders?" She asked. I kept quiet for a few seconds then bowed slightly. "I comply. I will serve the council without question or hesitation." I answered in my most respectful tone. There was no way out for me. If I was to refuse and reject their orders I was going to be killed there and then on the spot. I would also put Damon in danger. The only thing I had to do was to accept and hope everything turns out differently.