Romans & histoires Red Demon Eclipse

"Let's go, milady." ... In the grand meeting hall, important demon officials were gathered. Lord El-Kharis, the Demon God of Thunder, had called for an urgent meeting regarding the strange occurrence with his mate. In the middle of the large table, the ancient lantern glowed with multiple colors, leaving everyone in a state of confusion. "So, are you saying your human mate did this?" Gladious, the Demon God of Fire, asked, completely stunned by the lantern's reaction. "She is no longer human," El-Kharis grunted, clenching his teeth.

The weapons glowed with strange symbols. "What–" Maddie began but started to cough. Smoke had filled the room. The burning demon was still running around the diner. The other three demons were crouched, and growling like rabid dogs, their saucerlike eyes glowing with a manic light. One of them let out a loud howl like a wolf and pounced towards Cassie. She screamed and there was a sudden hot burst of light as the sword in her hand blazed up. Cassie leaped forward, sweeping her weapon at the demon, her skirt billowing behind her. In the light of the Celestial Blade, the demon’s appearance was unpleasantly visible: black, scaly skin, a gaping black hole for a mouth, bulging, orblike eyes, and

The devil. His eyes were completely black, filled with power, malevolence, and death—nothing like the green eyes I knew as Sam. A demon with dark red tattoos leaped onto his back, and Sam let out an earth-shattering roar. He effortlessly grabbed the demon with a single hand and snapped its neck with his two fingers. Like a toothpick. "He's fighting his own demons. He's slaughtering his own demons." Elle whispered with a horrified tone. Her grip on my hand had become so tight that it numbed my fingers, but I held on, unable to tear my gaze away from the battlefield.

As they approached the sacred grounds, the air seemed to hum with a palpable energy—an anticipation of the discussions that would shape the future of their kind. The entrance to the elders' sanctum loomed before them, adorned with intricate carvings that told the tales of generations past. Seraphina, her scarlet eyes glinting with a mix of reverence and determination, led the way. Adrian, his werewolf features a testament to the unity forged in recent battles, followed closely, while the hybrid child walked beside them, a living symbol of the prophecies that had unfolded.

I flinched, ready to protect them if she tried anything. But the moment her magic touched them— The babies stopped crying. Everything went still. There were no tremors. No sparks. No howling wind. The air cleared as if the magic obeyed her. She began to chant. Her voice shifted into a language I didn’t understand. When she finally stopped, her gaze remained on the twins, but her words were for all of us. “these twins were born of light and flame. They were born before the red moon. One will redeem. One will ruin” Her voice dropped. “The Devouring Eclipse has returned.”

Stormy leapt at our side, taking us from the literal line of fire. My super wolf jumped to stand on their paws and Stormy rushed to finish the demon off. He ducked a fire ball for a matter of inches, but before the demon could attack again, Stormy bit his head off and the stench of blood and sulphur charged the air. “You and your Goddess won’t succeed!” Elijah screamed, his dark smoke rising higher, almost smothering all the light. What the hell did this demon-wolf have against me? Dora could at least tell me what the hell was happening once and well, — if — we survived this fight.

murmured Bethany as she slept beside Isabella and the glare of Bella's phone bothered her eyes. "Yes, good night," said Isabella and closed her eyes. At midnight, a black, muscular silhouette appeared in Isabella's room. Although the windows and doors were tightly closed, the figure still reached Isabella's room. The eyes of that silhouette turned bright red in the pitch dark room and it looked like the eyes of a devil. The figure slowly approached Isabella. Her white jade face was visible in the dark pitch room. Two more breaths were heard, but the devil was not interested, his whole body and eyes only on Isabella.

She only thought witches have the power to appear anywhere they want but a vampire? "Sacred are you?" Zephyr muttered softly. His eyes were red, blood-red and Penelope could feel the anger exuding from his body. "My king!" Penelope mumbled. Zephyr smiled, closing the space between him and Penelope while the latter also decided to create a huge space between them by walking backward. She could see in his eyes that he wasn't in his right senses, he never was! She finally reached the wall, there was nowhere she could run. Zephyr's smile grew bigger at this, he placed his right hand on the wall and used his left hand to caress her beautiful skin.

“No mercy.” I nodded, heart pounding as I adjusted the carrier holding Dante against my chest. “For them. For all of us.” The facility ruins were a graveyard of concrete and forgotten horrors. Elena’s team had cleared most of the outer perimeter, but the central ritual chamber still pulsed with faint emergency lights. Rico’s voice crackled over comms: “Eclipse remnants confirmed inside. At least thirty. Their new leader is here — Adrian’s successor. They’re waiting for the children.”

The few audiences that were affected by the event were scolding her. The manager of the cinema, Ben Reid, rushed in with a few security guards. “What happened? “Everyone, calm down! Don’t create a stampede!” Ben looked at the commotion and yelled. I pressed my hand against my neck and walked toward Ben. I showed him my blood-covered palm. “This child punctured my artery with a needle. I fear it’s medical waste that carries high-risk viruses. “I’m requesting the scene to be cordoned off immediately, and for this mother and son to be controlled.