Scarlet Demon Novels & Stories

Scarlet informed Lucas and the remaining members of the Apocalyptic Legion via telepathy. Lucas came toward the cave and after arriving at the cave, the other members of the Apocalyptic Legion arrived outside of the cave as well. Hence, they all went in together. In no time, Lucas and the Apocalyptic Legion came to the side of Scarlet. “Master, this is the Rank 7 Celestial Honorable Ranked Female Zombies. A Celestial Honorable Ranked Zombie had long ago looked just like a human.”

‘A resourceful fool, Your Evilness,’ Malachi jeered in Julius’ mind. Julius’ hand flicked backwards, and the carving knife on the nearby table floated into his grasp. He stood over Reed’s body, his expression cold and devoid of any remorse. The demon appeared beside him, short and sturdy, its form crackling with dark energy. Julius began chanting, calling ancient forces to restore the strength Arlen had taken. His voice was low and sharp, the words twisting the air, filling the room with a sense of dread. The ritual called for the heart of his victim. Toward the end of the incantation, Julius would carve it out and consume it.

She took a step as a sign to leave although paused when he talked. “You’re not going anywhere, woman." The tone of his voice was menacing. “What—” She was cut off when he pulled her towards his car. When they both went inside the vehicle, he hastily started to take her blouse off. “Don’t touch me!” she cried out, struggling to free herself from his grip. Once he completely got her shirt off, his shock worsened. Scratches and bruises were all over Annabelle’s body! The purple mark almost entirely covered her back part.

This was just a normal dinner with a lonely businessman who'd been foolish enough to fall for my scam. In an hour, I'd walk out of here, cash the check, and disappear forever. But with the way he was staring at me right now, it was like Damien Romanov had no intention of letting me walk out at all. Dessert arrived. Some elaborate confection involving gold leaf and raspberry coulis. But I barely tasted it. Every cell in my body was screaming at me to leave. To take the money and run. But silly me stood still. Damien was watching me with those ice-blue eyes, and something about his gaze made it impossible to move. Like a rabbit frozen in the sight of a wolf.

Scarlett said, taking a pause to bite from her pancakes. “Sounds about right.” I muttered. “The two factions aren't supposed to mate, but in order to have an undeniable warrior, one that could lead them all, their most powerful entities mated, and they had a demon hybrid.” Scarlett muttered and I nodded. She didn't speak again until she was done eating. I got us a fruit juice from the freezer, and I poured us cups. She drank to her fill, and I watched her savor the taste, feeling a sort of unholy hunger rise inside of me.

The serpent’s terrifying head snapped toward the bed at the sound of her voice. With a sinister, mocking smile curling her black-lipped mouth, the creature spun her massive lower coils and slithered across the room at supernatural speed, her heavy body tearing up the sleek flooring as she closed in on my mate. My instincts screamed at me to launch forward, to throw my entire weight between that demon and my woman. But before I could take a single stride, Jillena shot out a hand, grabbing my forearm with an iron grip and shaking her head firmly. “She cannot really harm Scarlett,” Jillena urged in a low, rapid whisper. “Scarlett is her price for whatever dark bargain Rourke struck with her. Sh

Then, with a final, vicious motion, he drove the dagger straight through Veyron’s eye socket before delivering a heavy kick that sent the lifeless corpse sprawling onto the dirt. Standing up fully, Asher wiped a stray drop of blood from his cheek and surveyed the absolute ruin of the courtyard. A few yards away, the battle between the two demons had reached its grim conclusion. Sylvara was standing over Veyron’s right-hand man, her hands glowing with dark energy as she literally drained the final remnants of his life force. The demon let out one last, hollow gasp before his entire body dissolved, scattering into the wind like useless black smoke. Sylvara dropped to her knees, breathing heavi

I asked, putting the tablet aside. “It symbolizes lust, but it’s more than that. It is a mark of a Hizkiah’s demon clan.” Sarael explained, unconsciously touching her stomach. “The demon that left the scar on you?” I asked. “I thought he was dead.” I furrowed my brow, thinking back to our brief conversation about the scar when we first got together. I was under the impression that the Demon died. “He should be. I am certain I killed him.” Sarael shook her head as she continued to pace.

Ambrose was ferocious, but the demon's only aim was to tear his opponent's limbs to bits. "Answer me!! Are you going to cage us here?!" Scarlet screamed, trembling with fear. “I already have.” Laylin turned her head to her for a sec. The Lycan's primal instincts had taken over, allowing him to anticipate the Demon's moves but the more the fight went on the bigger their difference in strength was visible. Just when she was about to do something impulsive. The Demon tackled him, sending them both crashing into a pillar. “What?” Scarlet, ignorant of her surroundings, became frantic. “No, no! Let me out of here! Do you want me to die here?!” She banged against the wall of the barrier.

"Surely, you've heard of their existence-" "No, Master Miller!" Scarface screamed, but calmed himself and continued, "Pardon my rudeness, however, that person is not a demonologist. Demonologists summon demons to fight for them. These demons' fires are also green or purple depending on their rank, b-but that mage…" "What about him?!" Marcus couldn't help but raise his voice. Scarface's stuttering was really starting to irk him.