Return Of The Mad Demon Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Everything was well documented. The video concluded with a chilling threat colored in red, “You have seven hours and fifty-nine minutes left.” She was so frightened that she accidentally knocked over a mug. The spilled contents made a mess out of the bed, but she was frozen with shock to care. As the first rays of morning light streamed through the curtains and into the bedroom, Anise was completely aghast by what she was seeing online. The tips of her fingers were trembling.

The one she'd killed earlier that day wasn't very fast, but she remembered Ethan saying something about demons getting more strength in numbers. The first one reached her, tentacles flailing, and Maddie screamed and turned her back to it, shielding her father's unconscious body from its suckers. She felt a familiar pulling in her insides and a loud boom that made her ears ring painfully. When she opened her eyes and turned around, the Octopid was nothing more than a black poisonous splat on the ground. Hell, she'd forgotten. She had powers! She stood straight and turned to the other demons, almost laughing aloud. "See that, you slimy things?" She yelled, then waved her hands in the air. "Wan

And very special thanks to my mom, Kim McCauley, for everything she has done for me. Please leave a review on the main page of the book! The following is a brief synopsis of the second book, 'The Demon Queen's Duty'. Madison Coto, Vasilia, vigilante, and mate of the werewolf king, Duncan Stanford, has been living with the Vasili, Anders Damon, for one month under the guise of being bound by his order. In this time, she's made a deal to let him woo her.

What the fuck was she talking about? "He'll do anything you ask, and the demons will use it against him." The book she'd stolen during our visit to the building fell at my feet. "Here is the book. I don't recommend you open it until you're worthy enough. Right now, you're just a pathetic excuse for a she-wolf. Until you can find your roots, you remain powerless. Do not open the book." "I am not powerless," I said through gritted teeth, balling my fists by my side.

“No need to hold such infanticidal hostility against me, we’re enemies, to begin with. Never get too conceited because Ciel treasures you, and forget your place.” He also leaves the table, satisfied with the wicked mission he came to execute. I fist my hands over my thighs, battling the tears away as a strange ball of anger gradually begins to swell in the pit of my being for that cunning Demon. I’ve never felt more averse about anyone in my life...and that Demon will be my first. ~~~ There’s no probability I’ll be listened to, and there’s no use bothering to try either. I contend with my wolf, spelling it out to her as clearly as I can, that we can’t go up to that Demon and seek permission

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

I didn't know what it all meant, and part of me started to think that maybe I was crazy. The next morning, I awoke with a pounding headache, the lingering effects of the alcohol, and I had to move cautiously to avoid dizziness. Stumbling around my room, I started unpacking my college bag and throwing books on my desk. As I did so, one of the books fell and hit the floor, revealing the page I had marked. As I bent down to pick it up, my eyes fell on the image of a demon - its large, dark wings, sharp claws, and terrifying face. That's what I saw last night. It had to be a demon. But Cole fought it immediately without thinking.

Both of our eyes snap to the last person I expected to see. Chapter 1.43 Master Vs Daddy - Rourke

My mate. Thea kissed me once more, and immediately she pulled away. I felt a sharp piercing in my soul, and something shook me awake. Something dark is spreading through every bone in my body, infecting my blood with its darkness. I struggled deeper to contain the demon in my chest. But it was far stronger. Without warning, my eyes fluttered open, shining a bright torch of red, and my lips flew open, releasing a thundering growl. Instantly, darkness covered my consciousness. And the demon was free.

I said flatly. The demon crouched low, inhaling deeply as its tongue slithered across its jagged teeth. In a blink of an eye, it devoured the maid’s soul in one long breath, leaving the body empty, hollow, nothing but rotten flesh, her eyes wide and empty. When it straightened again, its form seemed darker, stronger, its grin more sinister. “Delicious,” it smiled. “Very well, Lucan. Your Serena will be returned to you.” I leaned forward, my eyes narrowing. “Not returned. I want her delivered to my feet."i ordered as i was about i stopped turning back "Alive" i added with a cold look in my eyes