Sarvente Demon Novels & Stories

His lips touch my ear that made me feel the electrifying feeling that travels through my body. “You can’t die right now, Majesty,” he whispered and after that he turned at Reybert. I saw how shocked Reybert was. He looks like seeing a ghost or something. In his eyes, I can clearly saw that he couldn’t believe what he’s seeing. “Long time no see…brother,” Hade greeted. It is a demon’s greet.

All I knew was that if it had anything to do with that demon on the computer then this might be worse than I thought. “Okay,” she said in between her sobs, she continued in telling me about her dream, not leaving out a single detail. She told me about gashes that had appeared, how she had mumbled some sort of chant under her breath and how the demon had appeared. Abby cuddled in my arms and explained how it had disappeared after the symbol had been revealed. Even now she had thought that she had woken up and had seen it in the mirror and woke up in a start. “Then, I came straight down here, those eyes burning in my mind, to research everything on the computer. I found out that the beast is a

Dante told him. "I have a suggestion" Silvana said. "Yes, what is it Silvana?" Antonio asked. "Valerie was in charge of the assassin guild, right?" she asked Dante. "Yes he was" he replied. "I am sure, he must have had those he trained well underneath him, who can track and infiltrate into the enemy camp, send them to get him back here. In the meantime we plan carefully how to go about this, because I am sure they are not just here to rob warehouses or burn them down, they have so much more in plan for us" she said.

The vault went black. A tear in the world yawned open above the ritual circle. Heat rushed in first; dry, hungry, sulfurous. Then a voice, low and mocking, like coal scraped against bone. "You summoned me. Now pay your debt, little firebird." The demon’s form coalesced from smoke and embers, eyes glowing like twin furnaces. Horns curled like obsidian crowns atop his brow. Muscles rippled beneath ash-coated skin as he stepped from the rift.

“Part of my powers include accessing my dragon's memories.” “So you can see whatever he sees or he has seen?” Arthur Interrupted. “More or less,” she shrugged. “Cool” he grinned. “I saw the demons from his memory. But they've been gone for years, there has been no sighting of them, so the world forgot that they existed” She finished. “And how deadly are these things?” Savannah asked. “Very.” Richard cut in, “I read about them in the history of my kind, apparently killing them is quite difficult, they're a bit more powerful than we vampires” he completed.

It would also make some sense of why she could so easily slip into many different version of herself, honoring them and calling on the will to embody each sliver of herself. Her defiant answer was just the thing to kick in Blood’s lust for her energy, to taste the essence of what kept her body animated until there was nothing left. This moment made him understand why demons and succubi were often mistook for each other. Having the opportunity to ignore her needs and drink her soul dry of its life force showed him what separated them. As a demon, he wasn’t a slave to his thirst for it though, it was his choice to drink a little or all of her or none at all, unlike a succubus. For that gift, h

“Your wish has been granted. “ Axton, now a hulking demon with horns protruding from his forehead and claws at the ends of his fingers, let out a roar that shook the very foundations of Avalon. His once human form was replaced by an intimidating figure that would strike fear into anyone who dared to cross its path. Sarah smiled triumphantly.

She stammered. " No, " Elena chuckled. " He's the vice-commander of Lucifer. He's popularly known as the Demon. " " What's the duty of a vice commander of Lucifer? " " They serve as the right hand of Lucifer. You can say they are the gateway to Lucifer himself. They give account of every activities on Earth, both humans and Demons. " Lora tried to understand what Elena had just said. If they were the devil's right hand, then they're no difference with the devil himself.

She was lost in her world admiring him. "Hey, are you okay? " He said, waving his left hand over her face. "His name is Sinclear. He is one of the top mafias in the club. His opponent is Sinful who you know as Eric. Do well not to get on his wrong side. If possible do not let him know you are from Eric. He is very dangerous. In fact I don't know who's is more dangerous between the both of them. The club is even dangerous for you, the fact that you are from Eric" the bar attendant whispered to her.

It was dangerous. Under the scorching sun, three formidable demonic beings stood ominously in front of the ancient pack house, emanating an aura of malevolence. Each demon possessed a unique appearance, reflecting their individual nature and power. The first demon stood tall and imposing with ebony skin and fiery crimson eyes. His long, jagged horns protruded from his forehead, and he carried a wickedly serrated sword crafted from blackened bones. The second demon was shrouded in a cloak of swirling shadows, making it difficult to discern her true form. Her skeletal fingers clutched a slender, obsidian staff topped with a glowing, pulsating orb of ethereal energy. The final demon had a hulki