Oga Beelzebub Novels & Stories

Without the presence of the headmaster, the only neutral zone among the three worlds where the students from different races could mingle without killing each other “DAMN YOU, LUCIFER!” Grand Duke Beelzebub the glutton screamed his lungs out as he charged once again to the magic-infused prison cell’s bars surrounding him like a caged beast. His voice boomed in the abyss of darkness, shaking the stale air surrounding him, surrounding them.

They squawked at my unhidden malice. “I really don't understand why we're here,” Beelzebub said drearily, like he was having the life sucked out of him. “I have tax returns to do. Abaddon requested them by five. And Gog has lifted the Keys to Hell. There's a blockage of souls on the Styx because of your forsaken pests, Samael. Yet here we are. In a restaurant. Where I have an increasing thirst for blood.”

His body started to inflate as if he is going to explode, himself. “Caya, let's finish him,” Lotus said. The woman just nodded at him. They are about to cast another spell when a powerful earthquake trembled the arena. An immense amount of dark blue aura emanated from Beelzebub. It’s jaw-dropping. “You, humans, are the filthiest creatures on the face of the earth. It's no surprise that the flies are continuously drawn to you. You have a stench of wickedness and malice about you. You aren't even classified as humans... but asses,” Beelzebub furiously stated, but we can’t see him because he was covered with a dark tornado. His voice echoed. And it sent shivers down my spine, giving me chills a

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.

“What the bloody hell is “hot guy psychosis?” Zoe pushes him back into his seat and snickers. “Well, it’s a condition where attractive men forget how to woo women properly because they are so used to women throwing themselves at them.” She looks at Azazel and mutters. “I’m afraid you used to suffer from that until I set you straight, baby.”

The two were locked for some moments. “I am Zuba”, she said softly. “I am the princess of the kingdom of Borney of the vampire”. “But I am werewolf”, said Jason “Yea, its fine” “Sure?” “Yea, we’re in this together, to turn our hates into love, but they won’t allow us”. She said. “Can we do this?” “Why not”, said Jason hesitantly. “Off course we can, let’s get on it” But before they could figure out on the next step, some passers-by that saw them screamed. They began to shout.

He smiled dangerously and had them executed on the spot for daring to but young girls and making them into prostitutes. His phone rang at that point and his men told him they had Leila with them. He ordered that she be brought down to the pack for her to experience what it meant to infuriate him. Batista and Lorenzo waited patiently as Sam ran the image of the man they had seen with Leila in several footages through his system. "Eureka!!" He screamed which made both men jump on their feet. " I got him. Here's the thing. He's a cab driver and lives in sixty eight, Allen avenue. He closes around nine in the evening."

BEELZEBUB : I see you have not lost any of your strength and speed after all these years brother, you are still as agile as ever RAPHAEL : Do not try to flatter me, you could never measure up to me even when you were still serving the father do you think you have a chance now all because you carry the profane title of demon prince amongst your fellow despondent folks BEELZEBUB : You make too much of yourself, brother RAPHAEL : I’ll say this once, don’t call me brother again, no brother of mine would do what you have done so don’t you dare call me brother again BEELZEBUB : Tch, It is true that you always had the upper hand slightly while we were both in servitude of the Father but that is not

Asmo and Belzebub cruised down the desolate road, the sun beating down on their sweet ride. They had been driving for hours, and the GPS indicated only a few miles until their next pit stop. As they approached a small convenience store, Asmo suggested they pull over to grab some snacks. "I'll be right back," Asmo said, hopping out of the car and stretching his legs. Belzebub remained in the driver's seat, scanning the horizon for any signs of trouble. Suddenly, his demonic senses tingled, and he felt an eerie presence closing in. His eyes widened as a gleaming white car appeared on the horizon, Uriel and Gabriel at the wheel.

The headless body fell down and Cade quickly covered it with the robe Magnus was wearing, not wanting Layla to see it. A few distance away, a woman stood in the cover of the bushes. She had the physical appearance of a human but her eyes falsified it. Her eyes were a sickly red colour and when Riven ripped off Magnus' head, she grinned evilly, her forked tongue slithering out of her mouth. She was Beelzebub, the sin of gluttony;one of the seven deadly sins.