Novel & Cerita Slay Demons

As Zayla’s mom swooped down toward the ground, her magnificent wings unfurled like dark sails. With a fierce motion, she snatched another demon from the air, her long, sharp black talons slicing through the thick air. In a ruthless twist, she tore its head clean off and ignited the remains in a furious blaze. After the remnants burned away into nothingness, she pursued more foes, leaving a trail of much-needed destruction in her wake.

She sipped water out of the glass cup she held. Alex stared at them speechless. How could they? "You don't quite believe I had gone down there to fight Sathanas, do you?" "At least, that's what is supposed to happen, right?" Chelsea asked Selena who raised a brow. "Sorry. I...that is what I saw." "Me too," Selena said and Alex frowned, furious. "Well, news flash, ladies. I didn't fight anyone, I saw the demons escaping to go outside. And do you know what they're gonna do?" He asked. "They're going to rip off every human one by one until there's no more on earth."

Shouted with my heart crying out too. "Save me now, my dear demon... my dear Fallen Angel!!! Save me, Aeshma, please!!!"

But everything crumpled down when she found out the truth. This is Dark Hades call. He only comes out when there’s death. He only comes out when there’s evil and blood. Because death and darkness are always the demon’s call.

She was very nervous and wondered what would happen if the demon boy didn't buy her. ~ Myla listened to the girls crying behind her as they led all of them to the back of the stage. “I'm so happy by the amount of wolves that are here today and I promise that you won't be disappointed by the girls we were able to bring in today" Myla heard Henry say with a kind voice and she couldn't help but scoff. “Male and Female wolves, let me present your slaves to you" The curtains opened and Myla raised her hand above her head to shade herself from the light that shorn on them.

She began to sing and tune out the world around her “They say, "Don't let them in…Close your eyes and clear your thoughts again".….But when I'm all alone…They show up on their own…’Cause inner demons fight their battles with fire…Inner demons don't play the rules…They say, "Just push them down just fight them harder….Why would give up on it so soon?”…So angels, angels please just keep on fighting….Angels don't give up on me today….Cause the demons the they are there….They just keep biting….Cause inner demons just won't go away….So angels, please, hear my prayer….Life is pain, life's not fair….So angels, please, please stay here….Take the pain, take the fear….They say, "It won't be hard”…But

But my mom just smiled. “That’s my girl.” I smiled proudly. “But what is that?” She picked me up and walked over to her bookcase, she pulled out a really old book and opened it. On the page was a man with horns on his head and a long tail. “So, a demon is usually a very strong being. One who will use tricks and magic to punish anyone who makes them angry. Many people are afraid of them, because they are really strong and don’t show mercy to their enemies.”

replied a deep voice that sounded a little like the general’s. I bit down on the inside of my cheek. Demons were difficult to kill, but not even he could have recovered so quickly from that gunshot to the back of the head. Griff threw another stone and another and another, trying to distract the demons. This time, they were prepared for us. This time, they wouldn’t get flustered or break formation. A growl reverberated in the back of my throat, and I whispered, “These are trained professionals. Not the sadistic assholes who haunt the Punishment Pits.”

Damian's face flashed before my eyes, his eyes gleaming with a sadistic pleasure as he committed the heinous act. I shuddered as I recalled the onslaught my pack members received at the hands of Damian and his vampire minions. The images of their battered and broken bodies, the sounds of their screams and pleas for help, it all came flooding back, and I felt myself shaking uncontrollably in the bathtub.

“okay...” He opened another slit, mumbled words in an unknown language, and called the demons by name. Names that sounded more guttural than words. One by one, the demons went through the slit and disappeared, until there was only one left – the massive demon who still kept the four Morels pinned to the dining hall walls. It shivered as it heard its name and pulled its appendages back to it’s two bodies. The four assailants groaned as they fell and hit the floor, their black blood leaving trails on the walls.