Risen Demons Novels & Stories

She passes one of the two matches she has with her to Romulus and they both brought out a stick of matches and waited for the demons to attack them. They didn't have to wait for long because the demons indeed attacked them and the fire that they used from the matches didn't work so they continue to fight and defeat the demons that won't just die. Unlike Alfredo who is a hunter and knows where to strike them with fire, using a demon blood and fire kills any less powerful demons and that's how him, with the help of Ezra and others fought the demons. †††††† ZINEDINE MANSION: They all rushed to the bedroom Rozralas and Lia had been using since Hiro brought them home and only halts in their movem

She forced herself to look up at him and smiled… a cold, bitter thing that held no warmth. "You need me," she whispered. "That's why I'm still breathing. Because without me, without my family's name attached to yours, you're absolutely nothing. Just a small man with a big ego and no substance to back it up!" Damon’s face contorted with fury. Luna saw him raise his hand again, but darkness was already claiming her. "Pathetic," she sneered as consciousness slipped away. "So fucking pathetic..." With that, everything went dark.

Most people they've impacted refer to them as having strong self-esteem and self-confidence, yet they're really unpleasant and arrogant. "Don't you dare," warned the Demon of Fear. "Just go check it out, Zeoling, and let us know what happens next," Laziness urged, to which all the demons agreed. "Brothers, I bid you farewell. I look forward to seeing you on the planet," Zeoling, the demon of hatred, ascended, sending shivers through the earth.

The two altar boys froze, eyes wide. Damien tried to speak, to explain, to pray but the words twisted. The incubus surged forward, taking full control. Damien’s body turned, bent over the altar edge, hands braced on the marble. The chasuble fell forward like a cape, exposing his ass completely to the nave. His hole still puffy and red from the previous night gaped slightly, a thin trail of glowing semen trickling out. The demon materialized behind him, visible now to everyone: obsidian skin, ridged fourteen-inch cock throbbing upright, horns gleaming in candlelight.

The gathered demons rose to meet us, their slitted pupils glowing with crimson light, their movements synchronized by the vessel that commanded them. I fought through them, the shard cutting through demonic flesh that dissolved into mist and reformed behind me, the contract scar burning with every strike, every defense, every moment of contact with forces that sought to compress my existence into the shape the Author had written. Riven fought at my left, his dagger a blur of steel and determination, his body a wall that absorbed blows that would have broken me. Austin fought at my right, his knives finding eyes and throats with precision that spoke of centuries of practice compressed into a

,I was expecting us to meet till few hours before we go to the party Ryan exhaled, shaking his head. “One of the guys in my room was getting high again, trying to rope me into it, and the other was… well, doing weird stuff with two girls ” Lana wrinkled her nose. “Let me guess—doing the absolute most with some random girls?” “Bingo.” Ryan opened the pizza box and took a slice, shaking his head. “I swear, that room is cursed.” Lana laughed. “Well, you could always sleep outside.”

I ask and he nodded his head "Has any of you seen of you seen a demon before? "I asked again and they all nodded except Asher who still stared at me with little hostility "We have fought with demons before..... they are scary! "Maria replied as they all nodded in agreement with her words "Those aren't demons..... those are replica of demons! "I said calmly but their reactions were priceless "What do you mean by those weren't demons? " "Do you mean there are another set of demons higher than the one we saw? "

Barry left her alone to go to the kitchen. Her curiosity is one of the things that she hates about herself. When there's something bothering her, she will do everything she can to know more about it. She loves learning new things, and uncovering secrets. And now that she knows more about her lineage, she wants to understand everything. "Book of Demonology?" She found a book hidden behind a pile of old journals. From the look of it, someone hid the book intentionally. It was thick and old, and dusty. As she flipped through the pages, she saw something that caught her attention.

Anastasia P. O. V. The blood of my father splattered on my wings as I felt our lives is going to end... My family was in the middle of the ground fighting with demons for my newborn sister Rachel... She was a half-angel and half-human creature, who is, unfortunately, the lifeblood of the next demon king... “Lucifer Black ” My heart ached for the worst scenario for my family... And I was not being able to go and help them... I wanted to help them, but I can't.

I wiped my tears and looked at her. “Do you…believe in hell, Mom?” I asked. Her brows furrowed. “Yes? I really didn’t know Majesty but the bible says that it exist for the bad people who commit sins when they were alive,” she said. “They become a demon, Mom?” She was now confused on my questions but I really have to ask it. “No…they are being punished by the Demons, Majesty.” “Then where did the Demons came from?”