Pandemonium Novels & Stories

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Coop reared back as if slapped, “What the fuck? Den, listen to me. We can’t do this. We can’t mess around with this shit. Look at that thing!” The candles were extinguished again, and the thing standing in the middle of the circle was back. Slowly, it began to move. It’s bones grinded against one another as it lifted one of its arms and pointed a single, needle-like finger…right at me. “It’s…it’s…it’s…” Sarah stammered, “It’s pointing at Ophelia.” “Daemon, esto subjecto voluntati meae!” Denver commanded, “Speak your name at once!” “I am Abaddon of the Pit.” It spoke.

These undead monstrosities were far from docile; they were strong, insatiably hungry for innocent souls, and frighteningly swift. Caesar, fueled by his primal instincts, was ready to join the fight when he shifted. However, Pandora stood firmly in his path, her sword ready. "No, don't," she commanded. "Fighting them head-on like this is not the way. These creatures bear blue-veined markings on their skin and are vicious. One wrong move, and you risk becoming one of them." She swiftly explained the dire situation. "Do me this favor, Caesar. Get as many people as you can to safety and stay with them. Go!" Pandora urged, her eyes filled with urgency.

“And why do I call her a demon? I consider everyone who opposes me as a demon. And all demons must be destroyed.” If that's how Max thinks, then he’s completely insane. How many people will have to die? Besides, it's impossible that no one opposes him, I'm sure. There must still be people who disagree with him. He can't make everyone like him. But does that mean they all have to die? Max has indeed lost his mind. No wonder everyone at Pandora Golf is insane. As the owner, he’s even weirder and crazier.

Some demons realized that the demon in front of them, who was as big as an elephant, was crazier than other demons. It wasn't because of his large body or his strength, but because of his madness in facing his enemies or even his own friends. While other demons would retreat or run away with their friends, this demon would use any means necessary to survive, even if it meant eating his friends to become stronger. That's why many demons disliked him, and when the demon world was not yet at war with the underworld, they locked this demon in a cold prison. But now that demon has returned, making them uneasy, only they are powerless because he is a first-level emperor who can destroy the formati

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.

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

The rest of the dinner was the usual with the whole family being merry. Serena lay in bed as she thought how her brother is soon going to be passed on the duty of the beta. Damon is 22 and the gamma’s son is 23 but both of them have had to wait till her brother’s best friend, the alpha’s son Vante is 22, his birthday is in a month. They waited because in our pack the ceremony is held only after all three of them, three of them referring to the people taking the position of Alpha, Beta and Gamma are of age that is 22. And soon she was drifting off to dreamland.

She repeated, at a loss for words in how to react. I know I am weird on many levels, but not this odd! I got freaking horns that can compete with a ram’s! The large and apparent swirls until it elongates upward. Yep, my eighteenth freaky birthday ability is a freaking demonish horn! “What the hell?” For the third time, Cent uttered those words. “Uhm, for your information, the Malevolent world or what the human named hell or Nether world is still far away. In fact, we are still within the territory of the human realm.”

Pazuzu read the text several times to make sure that he was reading the right thing; and once he had confirmed that he was, he couldn’t help but be baffled by what he was seeing. “Now that is just a dumb thing to do. Why would you tell a random person exactly how to break the seal? This seems like the work of that idiot Humbaba” Pazuzu sighed in disappointment as he read the text again. While he was pleased that he wouldn’t have to do much, he was disappointed in the people he once called his family. How could they be so naive? Which idiot would tell someone exactly how to release a horde of demons? Even to Pazuzu, this did not make sense at all. It was almost too good to be true. If there w