Red Demon Eclipse Novels & Stories

There was a pause. Then Elijah’s next words sent a wave of dread through me. "No, it doesn’t," he admitted. "But remember his facility?" My breath caught. The facility. Dimitri’s secret lab, the place where he conducted his sick experiments. The place where he created monstrosities. "What if," Elijah continued, "they’ve created something even more dangerous? What if they’ve modified the wolfsbane?" I felt my stomach drop. Dimitri’s facility was years ahead of any known supernatural research. He had scientists, researchers, dark sorcerers—resources we didn’t even know about. If he had found a way to enhance wolfsbane, to make it more potent, more lethal…

“He’s not just after you. He’s trying to complete the Ritual of Eclipse.” My blood turned cold. “That’s a myth.” Kael shook his head. “Not anymore.” I stared at him, heart hammering. The Ritual of Eclipse was an ancient rite, one whispered about in lost tomes—one that could merge shadow and moonlight into a single force. If Damon completed it, he wouldn’t just control my power—he’d become something worse than an Alpha. A god-killer. ⸻ We didn’t sleep that night. Kael rested as best he could, while I kept watch, every nerve on high alert. The forest whispered around us, old magic shifting in the roots. The leaves seemed to murmur warnings. The wind stilled like it was holding its breath.

The place became silent almost immediately. I stared at him, wanting to hurt him for hurting my mother ever. “The first of his kind!” He growled. “Definitely the most powerful demon white Wolf we have had in the history of the world.” “Yeah!” They shouted in unison, making the grounds shake. “The Alpha King born under the Crimson Eclipse!” He growled. “All hail Tenebris, the White-Demon Alpha King!” He growled, and there was a roar to welcome me. It felt like the world listened to me at the moment.

This was where the demon would attempt its final ascension, seizing complete control over Alex's body and soul. Without wasting a moment, Mia and Heartman began the ancient chants, their voices harmonizing with an ethereal resonance that filled the chamber. The words reverberated through the air, a powerful incantation designed to weaken the demon's grip and dismantle the altar. But just as the chants reached a crescendo, the ground beneath them began to tremble. The stone floor cracked open, and Alex emerged, flanked by his loyal followers who had been twisted and corrupted by the demon's influence. Their eyes glowed with a sinister crimson light, and the air crackled with malevolent energy

The entire hall stilled. The light wasn’t just radiant. It was otherworldly, as if the Moon Goddess herself had descended to lend me her strength. My skin glowed with ethereal energy, and I could feel it coursing through me, demanding release. Gasps echoed around the hall, the sounds of the ongoing battle halting for just a moment as everyone turned to me. The sorcerer snarled, his dark eyes narrowing as he raised his hand to strike again, dark energy crackling ominously. He aimed directly at Adrian, ready to finish what he had started.

Her eyes were filled with pain and anger as she stared at the people walking in. Fabian's face lit up in shock followed by the other men present. "Hail her majesty, goddess of the moon" Hetero revealed, her eyes glittered with nothing but with pure evil.

“The moon has become red you say?” “Yes, it was fine…a normal full moon…there is no blood moon forecast for another two months…and then suddenly like a mist this red veil came in and covered it.” Kat gave a small wane smile. “I believe it may be Lord Basille…I wondered how Ruben had settled things with him so easily…they must have entered into a contract.” Batton stepped back looking a little paler than normal. “Contract…Ruben entered into a contract with a high level Demon Lord?”

Kastriv growls, reaching out to grab my hand as a quiet reassurance that there is no chance has any interest in being set up with this stranger Atari has brought in. "My apologies," Atari grits out, before finally bothering to address me. "Aspen. You're a Demon." I straighten. I figure this was coming, since everyone with a hint of Angel-blood seems to be able to sniff it on me or something. "Oh...yes." Daisy flinches away a little, whereas all the Noble's stare. "That's such a shame, isn't it?" Atari look sad, tilting her head to the side, looking over me as if I'm wasted potential. Being around Kastriv made me forget how much most people hate Demon's.

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

ADRIAN – VALERIUS’S THRONE ROOM I’m chained to the throne again, collar burning, Valerius pacing. “You’re quiet tonight, brother,” he says. I don’t answer. He leans close. “I felt her today. Your little hybrid. She’s getting stronger.” I snarl. Valerius laughs. “Good. Stronger means sweeter when I break her.” I lunge, chains snap taut. He pats my cheek. “Patience. The eclipse is coming. You’ll bring her to me yourself.” I spit blood in his face. He wipes it away, smiling. “I love when you fight. Makes the surrender taste better.”