Rise Of Demon Novels & Stories

“Lily, do you have any wishes for the new year?” Perhaps my expression stood out too much in the middle of all the celebration. Daniel suddenly called my name. “I want a raise,” I said. My voice wasn’t loud, but everyone heard it. The room suddenly fell silent. People slowly turned to look at me. The smile on Daniel’s face disappeared. “What did you say?” He walked down from the stage. He tossed the microphone aside, and it let out a sharp screech. “Say it again.” He stopped in front of me.

Every noble gave way for him to walk through. Roman moved through the crowd effortlessly. Lysan's hand tightened on the glass. He had seen that smile a thousand times, in battle fields, in his nightmares, everywhere. But here, no one knew what that smile hid. Dyleon whispered softly to Lysan. “Wow, so that's the famous Demon prince, Roman Da'Luca.” “Yeah.” “They say he's gonna be the next Demon king.” Dyleon's eyes trailed Roman. “But, mere looking at him, he doesn't seem like someone who could cause terror.”

"Maybe crossing worlds awakened some hidden ability. Do not worry. As long as I have something to eat, you will not be in danger." We had barely rested since arriving in this world, and that night I lay in bed recalling everything I knew about the original novel. The Demon King was named Lucien Desrosiers. He was tall, powerful, and cursed in childhood by the holy orders. On the fifteenth of every month, the lust-curse devoured him. If he did not use a hundred women to ease it, his own power would tear him apart. Poor man. Fortunately, he had met me. Otherwise, his curse would never have been solved.

All at once, I began, eyes glowing red, hypnotizing the two of them, and began the story that'll change the fate of the world. Years, years ago, the world was in turmoil, man against man, the world in jeopardy. Three divine beings rose up from the ashes of the world in flames. Hell's first, Lucifer, second, The Destroyer, and a random force of nature, demon of wind and fire. The most erratic demon there is. A rogue demon. A demon that has no name, broke out of Hell's gate, a demon of destruction. Years to come, humans survived the dark age, grew, got to learn how to forgive mistakes, and the world was peaceful once more. But the uncontrollable demon of wind and fire, a demon of god status, w

Christopher glanced at Alayna who frowned and looked away under his gaze. "There's two ways for a demon to come about. First is birth, just like any regular child. There is a chance of a demon being born if at least one parent is a demon themselves. Then there is the second way, Christopher's way, the same way of the very first demon. To be consumed by Hatred, and Anger, so much that it begins to warp their very existence. Now this is the one time that a demon can become a mindless creature, if they have nothing holding them back, nothing that will compel them to hold onto their humanity, then they become a whole different kind of monster." Alayna was the one to answer the question. Christop

*** Valor stood in a rotten wooden house, in his hands were yellowed sheets of paper with strange and monstrous drawings. Standing beside Valor was a man dressed in black, he spoke in a low, hoarse voice “They are called Demon.S, a demon slaying organization that has been expanding rapidly in recent years. The reason they were able to grow like that was that they had a special medicine in their hands. With that potion, controlling or killing a vampire is too simple.” “Even vampires of royal blood?” Valor asked “That, I don't know ... It's been a long time since a descendant of the royal family appeared."

It was the Demon Emperor. In the end, he was resurrected and returned to the world.

Zeus asked quietly not to disturb his mate, who had fallen asleep with her head on the countertop. Cronos muttered in response, "I think it has something to do with what he already is." Resting his elbows on the counter and steepling his fingers, he continued, "Demon is a true-born demon of the underworld. He was not sent there for punishment; he was born of the darkness that belongs to one of the most horrifying of places. The place of his birth does not want to let him go. Demon is not strong enough to fight it." "Can't anyone do something to help him? Leo will be devastated if the Demon does not survive." Evelynn sniffled as Cronos wiped the tears from her cheeks. "We all will," she added

said Rook and Hannabelle looked up at him with a grim expression, gesturing to tell what it was. “And what was it that you said? You both look like you have gotten your panties in a twist!” she claimed loudly and Azure and Rook both winced at the way she spoke the words. It sounded pretty far from normal. “She told us that the demoness is trying to rise of the hole that she has been forced in all these years and the incubus and succubus are used as nothing else but siphons so that she can feed on power and lust and grow stronger. Strong enough to challenge you for your position as Archedemoness,” said Azure as he did not want to hear any more of those difficult comparisons.

He felt the paralysis beginning in his body. "Your name?" the demon voice demanded in his mind again. Even it was his first encounter with real demons, Ruslan knew that giving a demon your name wasn't a good idea. Don't think the name! Whatever you do, don't think! Once a demon knew your name, its power over you increased. He'd never read any story about those who gave their name ever escaped the demons.