Oga Beelzebub Novels & Stories

Beelzebub Beelzebub, a demon mostly referred to as Lucifer himself, the false god "Baal" and other names will join the book in ``Time Is Reborn''. His role far differs from what he may have been described as...Beelzebub is one who is the kingsman of Lucifer, his powers will possibly be a challenging one, his threat level is unknown as it is as well unknown if Beelzebub will be a villain or work along the team to conquer Lucifer. His side is unknown, Either Neutral, Pure or Evil. Lucifer :

VEGAS POV white hair, Gold eyes, I have never seen eyes like that, is like I could finally look at the sun, if I believe in superstition things, I will say he look like God, I feel some kind of energy for him.. that is Soo..pure?. ha! why am I thinking about that weirdo, coming to save a chain person without a key, what a joke.

Chapter 3 Azelbub Thunder claps filled the entire forest that was supposed to be the sacred place of the dark king, azelbub or the devil, the name people were familiar with. A black hole opened and men jumped out of it, naked once again, but this time infuriated. The last person jumped out and they bowed down to him. His brows were furrowed and his face mirrored disgust. Bushy eyebrows sat gracefully above big hazel eyes. His lips were as red as blood and hair as black as ebony.

“You did that on purpose!” “Did I? Sorry. I was busy trying to keep the menaces away.” “I hope that you are not thinking that I am one of them.” Leviathan did not answer, which most likely answers Belphegor’s question. Beelzebub goes and guides us, going past the hoard of zombies and coming to the casino and then straight to the bar area. The place was dark and even though I have night vision, I still prefer to have light just because being in a real-life zombie situation is making me feel a little nervous.

Beelzebub’s children flew above them like a cloud of darkness and their combined buzzing made it feel like the sky was vibrating. Callie stopped as Beelzebub flew down and landed in front of her. He smiled at her mockingly as he pulled out a knife from his boot. She stepped back as he moved closer, twirling his knife playfully.

The impostor complained. Sara stood between them as Aldophus kept turning her around to check for any injury in her body. " Aldophus tell me what's happening," she half shouted with a deep frown. After inspecting and finding no injury on her body, Aldophus pulled Sara protectively to himself and glared at the foolish demon. " His name is Beelzebub, one of the highest demons and an acquaintance." Aldophus didn't want to implicate Sara into his affairs.

Beelze woke up from his deep thought when Odeus snapped at him. “Shut the f@ck up! I don’t want to hear anything from you! "Odeus glared at him while exuding a dangerous aura. Beelze stood violently and thwacked roughly against the table while glaring back at him. “What the f@ck? Who the hell do you think you are to shut me up? "Beelze shouted, suddenly spewing a dark, murderous vapour from himself that caused the pillar's garments and hair to flip up. Thunderclaps could be heard outside at the same moment.

Normally I would be pleased to see them, but now I felt sick. We got to their booth and greeted them. "My guys, The real Yoruba Demons. Was afraid you guys weren't going to make it." Obi said, hugging me lastly. We all sat down and began talking and drinking. We drank for about thirty minutes and I was already becoming intoxicated. The girls in the VIP section who were obviously call girls by the way they walked and chewed gum started strutting towards us. I wanted to run but I couldn't. I needed to follow what I said to the very end to get Kola and Tunde off my back.

He pointed past me, where Elvis was just getting ready to pull away. Elvis, sensing the sudden, heavy drama, stopped the car, rolled down his window, and called out, "Mr. Brooks? Is everything alright?" My father froze. His fury immediately shifted to stunned confusion. "Mr. Brooks?" he repeated, lowering his arm. He walked toward Elvis's car, squinting. "Wait a minute... Is that you, Elvis? Elvis Brigg?" Elvis’s easy smile returned, despite the bizarre circumstances. "Yes, sir. It's me. Sorry for the late hour.

Gabriel's words hung in the air, heavy and suffocating, like a dark cloud that threatened to unleash a torrential storm. His possessiveness, once hidden beneath the surface, had erupted into a raging tempest of obsession and control. The room felt like a pressure cooker, the tension so palpable it was almost suffocating.