Red Demon Eclipse Novels & Stories

After all, she was not seen by anyone for a whole week. "I was not sure if it would be this magical. But I knew something was about to happen. It is the solar eclipse. And this all is somehow connected with hell and the evil powers. This is what I have known. Nothing more. Nothing less." I replied to him in a low tone while filming the whole room. I pulled my sunglasses off of my face and looked at the eclipsed sun. It looked as if the sun was trying to burn the darkness. I could almost see the red flames of the angry sun. I kind of felt myself lost in the beauty of that scene in front of my eyes.

“Not yours. Mine.” The Wraiths shuddered, splitting in two. Half turned on the wolves with savage hunger, half threw themselves at the others in protection. The battlefield dissolved into chaos—friend against friend, shadow against shadow. --- The moon trembled violently, blood cascading across its blackened face. Serena screamed as another chain snapped, her body flickering with both light and shadow. And then, silence. From the heart of the eclipse stepped a new figure—a colossal wolf, larger than any Alpha, made of blood and shadow. Its eyes burned red, its teeth dripping fire. The Eclipse Wraiths bowed in unison.

His true amber eyes were dim, shadowed with deep, crushing exhaustion, looking at me with immense sorrow. "Gideon" I cried, lunging forward across the cracked earth. Before I could reach him, a sudden, deafening roar tore through the sky. A towering wave of void fire erupted from the earth between us, solidifying into a massive, shadowy silhouette eight feet tall. The demon stood before me. It had no true face, only a swirling vortex of jagged, violet smoke and ancient, cold eyes that burned with anger. The air around it was so cold that the ash falling from the sky froze mid air into fine black needles.

He sets it on the desk in front of me. "The Eclipse line is not extinct, as many believe. But it is rare. So rare that most wolves thought it had died out generations ago." He opens the journal to a page marked with a black ribbon. "Eclipse wolves are born during a lunar eclipse. A moon that should never mark a wolf. But when it does, the power it grants is extraordinary." I look down at the page. There's a drawing of a crescent moon partially swallowed by shadow. Just like my mark.

From something much worse—an eclipse — not from storm clouds or the impending dawn. Kael whispered next to me, "No," his voice tinged with something that sounded like terror. I felt my breath catch as I followed his eyes. Across the valley, in the distance, a ring of violet light blazed against the darkness. The Eclipse Coven's insignia, a proclamation of war, burnt into the sky. "This is it," Damon said, squeezing his fists. Power dynamics had changed. Lilith had come out of hiding. They were responding when she called her forces to her—

She looked up to read the sky when her eyes widened. The night had shifted, it was a night of a dark eclipse! Under the eclipse, her husband’s lycan and demon lost control and he became an uncontrollable beast! Her lips parted in disbelief. From what she could see, it would be about five more minutes before the eclipse might take place. When she was reeling from the realization that her husband might go on a rampage any moment now, her eyes fell on Scarlet. Shivering with her fingers shoved in her ears, her eyes were stuck on the severed head of Sansy.

The next few days were about the same, walk the new perimeter once in the morning and once at night, checking for anything out of the ordinary. Samantha is teaching me some moves with a katana, and I am a total beginner. The first day I pulled the sword out of its sheath and nearly dropped it on my foot. I haven’t had any more black out spells since the time I woke up in her – our oasis, but it still worried me slightly. After talking and thinking it out I decided I must have went feral, the intense energy from the solar eclipse must have triggered something in my mind.

She closed her eyes and awaited her death but nothing happened. She listened and all the fighting that was going on had stopped. There was a weird silence in the room. She looked up and saw another figure before her. It was a demon. With one hand he held on to Diablo before he could slash her neck. He looked at Diablo and said, ''Victory is yours my king. This battle is over.'' With that being said he let go of his hand and bowed down. Diablo looked at him and smiled in the most disgusting way possible. He proclaimed his victory and ordered the return to the demon world. All the demons started leaving the human world and the Exorcist made no effort of chasing after them. It was their total d

Beside him stood Viktor Beaumont – my fugitive uncle. And on the altar, strapped down and fighting against her bonds, was Amara. "Stop!" I roared, raising my gun. Luther turned, his face twisting into a smile. "Alpha Beaumont. You're just in time for the ceremony." "Let her go," I ordered, stepping closer. "I can't do that," Luther said. "The eclipse is almost upon us. When the moon goes red, her power will be at its peak – and The Mother will finally return."

But he had to move slow. The first thing he did was introduce the evil man to what evil truly looked like. One of those mornings when he chose to appear before the man’s bedside, he decided not to leave so suddenly. Nay. He stayed and looked Rell in his eyes, starting a stare down with his demon form fully on display. Young didn’t disappear until the man had sprung into action, finally reaching for his gun, with a ‘what the hell’. When he turned back to the edge of his bed, Blood, the demon version of Young, had disappeared.