Risen Demons Novels & Stories

“So now? Now I’m helping take back the power—for all of us who’ve been crushed under your golden boots.” Demons surged out from either side of the pillar—succubi, ifrits, imps, shedim. They wrapped us in chains of silver and iron. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. So many demons, from so many pantheons. Christian. Jewish. Celtic. “They shouldn’t be able to cross the barriers of Mt. Olympus—let alone into the throne room,” I muttered. “How are they here?” Eris smiled like the serpent she is. “Oh, Selene. Welcome to the new order of things.”

“The atmosphere here is different, ‘’ he said, and I noticed his voice got deeper. I looked at him and he changed to his demon. There were two black horns by the side of his head. I can’t see him fully, but I know his skin is slightly red, and he is bigger. Then his body lit on fire a little, but it didn’t burn me, instead it warmed me up. The clouds cleared up and my mouth wide opened in shock as I looked at what was in front of me. Everywhere was red, the clouds were red and I could see the hills and they went way back. The air smells like death and the worst part is I can hear the cries of pain and agony that send a dark shiver down my spine. Suddenly, I don’t want to see hell anymore. As

I sit back in my seat and open my legs widely and take a deep breath emitting boredom. “I’m a demon.”

“What?! You’re humiliating me?! I am Emely Nasution! I cannot be treated like ordinary people!” “The Emely Nasution you’re referring to no longer exists, Madam,” Serena replied coldly. “The one before me now is just an elderly patient with no one left. The parasite you once despised is now the only reason you’re not being thrown out of this hospital onto the street.”

Sebastian After trying my shot with Sylvia and failing, I fake being hurt so that she can believe that I am really into her. The truth is that we were placed in Crescent moon pack just to wait for her. We are demon wolves. We were cast out to an alternate realm long ago, demon-wolves had always wanted to rule over Lycans, vampires and wolves. So, we started a war, but unfortunately, we lost to the wolves and Lycans. Vampires were cast to the shadows, never to be seen again. That's when we were thrown into an alternate realm. The only way out was if we had the lock and key. We didn't know where they were until a witch we had captured had a vision about where the lock and key were. That's when

"I don't care if you're a murderer, I just want to eat." Then that's when I met Jieun a.k.a Ayu, she's also a Demon assassin and she was the one who recruited me and then I met the four Demon Gods, Demian, Seth, Ruthven and Azazel. They are all living in the underworld. They're Demons but they all look like they live on Mt. Olympus, well, all bad guys are rather good looking handsome or just like me, super good looking pretty handsome. Those ugly ones? They are just good, doing evil things.

On her eighteenth birthday, Nyra believes the Moon Goddess has finally blessed her—mating her to her longtime boyfriend, Prince Dante. It feels like destiny. Until the ceremony begins… and Dante rejects the bond in front of everyone. Then he chooses her sister instead. Broken and humiliated, Nyra is thrown away as a “rejected bond” and handed to the Crown’s most feared enforcer. But the Moon Goddess never makes mistakes… and this bond is only the beginning.

“We came to warn you. And to help you survive what’s coming next.” Rhydian’s hand tightened around mine. “What comes next?” I said. The figure turned its eyes toward the eastern horizon, where the dark line I’d seen before had widened, risen. And finally, I understood, it wasn’t coming toward us. It was rising. “Everything suppressed for four hundred years is coming back at once,” the figure said. “Memory. Grief. Blood. Power.” Then it looked at me, and for the first time, its voice trembled ever so slightly, a flicker of fear. “But suppression never just went one way. The network didn’t only hide things from people. It hid things in people. And now, those are waking up too.”

the demon countered, pouting grotesquely. “My answer is still no,” I spat out. “Are you, really, sure?” The demon gave me one last chance, its black eyes gleaming with malicious anticipation. My silence was all it needed. “Very well,” the demon said, its voice dark and final. It raised its arm, and an altar appeared out of the thin black smoke. Upon it rested ancient bones. My breath caught in my throat. I hadn’t expected this at all. Anything else, I was prepared for, but not this. The horror in my chest tightened, but I couldn’t look away from the altar.