Pandemonium Novels & Stories

said Eirian with a yawn. “Already?!” Dorin asked, surprised. “Well, at least you finally got your phasma core.” “A phasma core?” Dorin asked again. “A thunder god’s phasma core,” Pan Phineas explained. “Since our element has such destructive power, it has been a Heilig tradition to keep our phasma in a cradle or core where it can sleep until we need its power.”

"This is not good. I can't feel anything and that makes me worried. This isn't something natural, is it?" "I'm not sure. It's not on my end. The Demons planning to rebel haven't managed to get along enough to organize. Oh! Perhaps your friend is doing something big and causing glitches of epic proportions. Young Gods can be so careless." Cosmo swore as though he had been stung or burned.

Fox reminds them. There is a chorus of mumbles ‘yes sir’ from our group. “You know we should change some of Chaos’s handles. They no longer fit,” Dominic rumbles, making the earpiece vibrate with his deep base. “Oscar has made a name for himself as Chaos’s hellhound. That’s all anyone refers to him as,” Alanzo Zanetti says talking to Demon. “Fine, Oscar is now Hellhound,” Ryder concedes. “I like that better. It fits,” Ransom says.

He strengthens his feet so he won’t lose his balance. “I, PUKAN. WITH EVERY KIND OF DISGRACE AND MISDEED IN THIS ORDINARY, I CHOOSETH THEE AS A VESSEL OF THIS CURSED DARK POWER! ON BEHALF OF EVERY RACETH AND CASTE OF ALL DEVILS AND DEMONS IN THIS ORDINARY, I BESTOW THEE THIS MOST DESPICABLE POWER! MENACE!” Pukan flies to the sky and drops to his body. He raises his arms letting himself putting that cloak on.

Giving him a smirk I swung my legs over the bed and made to get up but he was quickly by my side demanding that I listen to his orders. "I am from the Blue mountain pack therefore it is my own alpha Isacc that can give me such orders. Now if you will excuse me I better be getting home before I am found to be missing." I told them. I watched as the doctor gasped and took a step backwards. The Alpha Ben looked furious. "Do you realise that the blue mountain pack are not who you think them to be?" He growled angrily at me.

Pandora Being named after the one woman who unleashed the darkness and evil beings into our world just simply opening a box has never been easy, especially when I need to meet new people. They hesitate to talk to me and even look at me or towards me. I've heard rumors that I'm a witch's hybrid with a wolf, that I was cursed when I was born, and even that I was cursed because I tried to seduce the mate of a powerful witch, but none of this is true, and it also makes no sense, I never crossed the boundaries of the lands of the pack. But even if these unfounded rumors amuse me, after all, we realize how far people's imagination scans, I have my responsibilities, such as: doing my homework, afte

I must have tried to have a laugh, but the sound sounded more like a muxoxo. "If I'm more powerful than you... So I must cause fear in a lot of people.” Vraxlon gave me an inexpressive and penetrating look. "You'll see what I mean when we get to the Pandemonium.” "And what is that?” "The capital of hell," he replied. I retained my laugh, but even though I didn't do more than bend my lips, he gave me a look of rebuke. "Sorry, it's just that I can't imagine how there can be such a thing as kingdoms and cities within hell itself. It seems unreal and absurd.”

Pandemonium. This was the word that rang alarm bells in Shandra's mind as she ran desperately through the dank and dingy underground corridors of the dreadful place. She heard the distinctive noise of a tremor; strong vibrations that seemed to come from the ceiling. An earthquake? No. Probably some kind of riot. Could it really be that a fantastic battle was going on? She wanted to ask Sam something, anything so she could get more situated about what was waiting for her when they got out of that hellish maze of stairs and doors leading to empty, forgotten rooms, but she didn't ask.

He says with a serious tone. Okay, Antonio can be scary sometimes but the things I've heard about Gabriella are terrifying, that woman is a walking devil but a female version. She will do anything for power even if it involves killing an innocent child. If you betray or cross her line you've woken up the feared demon of hell.

And I, Kelly Thompson, Luna Queen of the South pack, would stop at nothing to bring the hidden enemies into the light. Pandemonium clawed at the grand hall like a feral beast set loose among sheep. The air vibrated with shouts and howls as shapes blurred in frantic motion around me. I stood rooted, my pulse thrumming in my ears, witnessing the aftermath of Paul's death ripple through the crowd like a shockwave.