Razgriz Demon Novels & Stories

Her stance was confident but annoyed. He turned and looked at her, unimpressed. His orbs were empty and green. Then Eira called on the beast, and they began to grow into their massive white grizzly bear-like hybrid. "Finally, a worthy opponent", The demon rumbled approvingly, and his fur began to burn with furious bursts of flames. His hackles rose, and his muzzle curled back to expose pearl-white fangs. A savage growl escaped his jaws from the back of his throat. Ears shoved forward; tail held high, he circled his opponent, towering over her.

“Thanatos wolf Salem said he won’t let me go. I’m sorry, Dad. But you’ll have to give him one of my other sisters’ hands in marriage.” “You're right; another sister shouldn’t be a big deal. He only wanted you if you had your demon wolf. Hopefully, he’s okay to marry your other sister that doesn’t have one.” “Why on earth would Uncle Darwin want to marry a demon wolf?” “He said his first mate was a demon wolf, and she was killed. Demon wolves are rare to find in girls. Usually, only males have them. You were so young, and it was so long ago I honestly forgot about it.”

“Would you prefer to be mine instead? I can give you everything he didn’t.” I hesitated. The first demon—Paimon—had done nothing for me. Maybe this one could. Maybe he wasn't full of crap like the other. Before I could speak, a force cracked the air. A second figure appeared. In a flash, he seized the dark demon’s arm and yanked it clean off. No blood, just disintegration. The severed hand still clung to me for a second before turning into ash. I recoiled in horror. “It's been a while, Gusion,” the red-skinned figure said. I recognized him instantly.

"Hello, sir. Is there something that I can do for you?" "Yes, you can. I'm wondering if you know a demon that goes by the name of Zel." The demon looks confused for a moment but then quickly gains his composure. "Ahh, I was wondering if anyone was going to notice what I am. To be honest, I am surprised that someone did. My name is Maz'Girod, but you can call me Girod for short." The demon says as he stretches his hand out to greet Fenrir. But when Fenrir just stares at him, he realizes that a formal greeting is out of the question. "I'm sorry, but the name Zel refers to a family name, just like my first name Maz does."

I scrubbed my hand over my face because I knew where she was going with this, but that did not mean that I had to appreciate or enjoy it. “Delmars. They’re a subspecies of demons who have the most potent seer-like abilities. If this creature is indeed part Delmar, then we definitely have a problem.” Ziyah nodded and gave me a gentle look. Chris and I exchanged a look as well because he knew just as much as I did about all of this. “Delmars can only be killed by an angel blade. It’s rumored that they’ve all disappeared over the centuries,” I explained to those who did not know about Delmars.

Darkness descended, the sky turning a sickly shade of crimson, and Mia's smile twisted into a look of terror. The demon's presence surged within him, stirring the dormant power that lay within his veins. Its malevolent whispers filled his mind, taunting him, tempting him to embrace the darkness. Alex clutched his head, desperately trying to block out the onslaught, but it was a battle he seemed destined to lose.

The combined efforts of Edna, Derek and Marcus had taken their toll, leaving the once-mighty creature vulnerable. Sensing an opportunity, Edna rallied her companions, signaling for a final coordinated strike. With a primal howl, Marcus lunged forward, his jaws clamping onto the demon's arm, rending flesh and bone with an unparalleled fury. Derek, his eyes gleaming with ancient wisdom, channeled the very essence of darkness, surrounding the demon giant in an inky void. The darkness seeped into the demon's wounds, sapping its remaining strength. Seizing the moment, Edna leaped high into the air, her silver sword gleaming with a radiant light. With a force fueled by her unyielding determination

I tried to breathe but the bastard had its entire weight on my body, crushing my ribs and digging its claws into my arm. Snarling, I placed the palm of my hand on the ground. The runes on my arm burned red as the earth began to rumble. I turned to the demon and smiled as chains erupted from the ground. They shot through the monster's flesh, severing through its body fat and slicing off one of its breasts. I closed my eyes as a rain of flesh and vile blood rained down on me. I was going to need another fucking bath. I rolled onto my feet, my breath ragged as I scanned for the last monster. “Thrakos," I called as more chains curled out of my runes. "What the fuck are these–"

Was Chase's spirit choice a bit too disrespectful? This kid was being way too arrogant. Paul was done holding back! Purple smoke began rising behind him as his spirit gradually materialized. The creature that emerged was terrifying. Standing nearly 30 feet tall with entirely purple skin, its muscular body looked like tree bark shot through with glowing purple veins. Long arms ended in razor-sharp claws, and its purple-red eyes could strike fear into anyone. This was Purple Specter, a demon from the void beyond the nine heavens. Paul could summon this particular demon because of his one-sixteenth demon race heritage.

Although my summons is immortal, they do not have unlimited mana, so just like me, they will run out of mana too. This somehow helps. I am liking this so far and for your name, it shall be ..Ummm skull? He blinked with his empty eyes, displaying a kind of happiness to my words. Yes, I'll take that as a yes! Here we go then..let's continue. How will my two stronger summons be? [Rage Demon] Level 0 Race: Demon Rank: Unique Element: Fire HP- ??? CON-??? ATK-650 STR-217 DEF-500 DEX-100