Pureblood Demon Soul Novels & Stories

"Devils are real. Humans will die if you split their bodies into two parts. But demons are not. Humans they consider like cattle to them. Seeing humans multiply with their offspring, seeing human greed, but they are blind when they see human nature full of love and affection." Eva stepped into that room, followed by Iris behind her while telling her what a demon was. Iris felt such a gloomy atmosphere spread out like empty air filled the room. "If they can't die by splitting their bodies or shooting them in the head. How can we fight them?" Iris asked, starting to believe the fairy tale a little. She saw Tommy, who was wiping his gun with a red cloth. The man who was the most sparing of smil

I said in a steady voice despite of the rapid beat in my chest. “Then what are you willing to give me for that wish boy?” The demon looked around my singly bedroom before his eyes landed on me. “You have nothing but clothes on your back and your resolve. What makes you think I will bargain with you when you don’t have anything to pay me? There is no such thing as free lunch, my boy.” “My soul.” I said without hesitation. “Take it. Take everything you need as long as I get to see him again.”

I looked down at my hands and noticed my fingers growing into claws. “No, no, no!” I begged. “This cannot be happening. What is going on?” I cried out in confusion. I staggered, clutching my jaw as another growl buzzed in my throat, and then I felt Varköl scream in my head. “Mate!” Mate? Before I could make sense of it, I felt pain tear through me. My knees buckled and I dropped to the ground screaming, I saw black smoke coil beneath my skin, veins bulging as the demon stirred, breaking its chains.

Whatever it can do, if Chloe's not going to be careful, the blue crystal will be her death. "You, pawn of a Pure Blood! I will cut your head off and offer it to my King!" the Illinora shrieked. Her voice was now doubled into a man and a woman. Her eyeballs shook as she shrieked and the skeletal part of her skull cracked loudly. There supposed to be no time to be shaken by how the witch called her but Chloe was confused. Pure Blood.. "There are many tribes in Demetrius. But one is the greatest of all. They are the Pure Blood, hailed from the lines of Vestia's ancient Royal Family. The Rein Tribe," she remembered her mother told her.

“How is that possible?” “Demons are inky things, they have ruined soul. So, they are always on the lookout for souls to keep themselves alive. Demons crave whole souls, you know. That's the first indication you're dealing with one. He'd check your purity like a horse's teeth.” “How…?” Andrea began, but she stopped herself at the sight of her smile. “Never mind, if Dorcas is a demon, don't you think the council would know? Or detect his scent or something?"

This tower is called the demon soul tower, is to countless half-demon soul refining and become, powerful, once covered into the tower, without half a moment, the soul is bound to be countless grievous souls eaten. Because of the low status of the half-demon, the Thousand Killing Royal Wind also had to sacrifice this kind of tragic magic treasure, where it was not possible to sacrifice bloodthirsty streamers, soul-taking bells, the kind of demonic magic treasures that were sacrificed with the blood and souls of countless living people.

Flashback I saw monks. Monks in white robes in a library, reading aloud from a passage. " The demon mate fated for the Lunar Dynamis will come from the direct bloodline of The Demon Lord. He can be killed directly, by ingesting the blood of the Lunar Dynamis on the Blood Moon, when her blood has finished transitioning into what it is meant to be. Half Demon, Half Angel, yet the best of both, although it is known that angel blood and demon do not mix. To her demon mate, her specific angel blood will be a poison, and will for sure result in death for the demon.".

"First, in the near future the demonic soul within you will appear. You have to find a victim for him." "The soul of the devil? What does that mean?" "Your dark side. It's a stage of refinement of your own power. Unlike other vampires, because demon blood flows also in your blood you will feel this phase." "I got it." "Good. Don't let me down." Leon smiled. He returned to drink blood in his cup with half left. "Then, another condition?" "I'll let you know when you're done with the first one," Leon replied, pointing a small grin at his lips.

he replied. "If you are one of them, what do you call yourself? Demon, monster? Except from that, if you are connected to my bloodline, why I don't have a blood to be like you?" I have a lot of questions. I need now an answer. I'm so eager to know the truth before it's too late.

Blood splattered round the room. Samantos on the other side was shouting continuously as the bullet kept hitting him. He was bleeding from every angle. He threw the almost dead man towards the men standing by the window. The force pulled one of them to the window, making him fall out of the room. *** "Hey beauty" She turned around to meet a young man in a well tailored suit. A wine glass was on his right hand. He has a curly coffee brown hair. He had a bright smile and looked stunning rich. His right ear was pierced and he has a cute tat on his neck. On his wrist was a gold Versace wristwatch. She was lost in her world admiring him.