Sparda Demon Novels & Stories

That was the sign of their sympathy for the demon, either that or just an understanding of feelings. Suddenly, Willie Lou's voice spoke out for everyone to hear. "He's staying with The Demon Corps, and we'll be moving towards Richland to end this war!" Willie Lou received a response of cheering from soldiers, each of them prepared to siege East Greenland in efforts of overthrowing the capital of The Axis. She placed The Hooded Demon, who finally introduced himself as his real name Jasper, under Phuture's supervision since it was her idea.

Hmmm fairy blood… It rolls through my head and Dante scolds me, making me focus on this Jasper character. He doesn’t look all that strong, but the arrogance rolls off of him in waves. He clearly comes from money, and after sizing him up another minute it clicks in my head: he’s an abaddon demon. A sower of discord. He isn’t happy unless there is chaos and he’s creating it. “You’ve come to the right place, demon,” I whisper, as Chance laughs.

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

There was no way she was going to lose her soul forever. "Why are you? You haven't done anything wrong," The demon said, "All you have to do is just honor my invitation that's all," He added. Hazel looked around looking for a means of escape but she found none. "I said, get into the party!" The demon said his anger starting to rise again. It was either the party or being lost forever. Hazel peeped into the room behind the demon and saw a beautiful demon with four spiked phallus fucking four centaurs and the entire of Hazel's insides melted.

She really does not want to clash with the famed Imperial Consort Zhou who is revered for her skills on and off the battlefield. Among the people within their circle, Imperial Consort Zhou who held the title of Grand Commander Zhou of the Zhou family was infamous for her part in eliminating a huge uprising their society had when they tried to launch a rebellion about 20 years ago. To clash with her here is certainly an unwise choice. "Yes My Lady!" The man answered as he moved to step out of the room quickly. As the door swung shut behind him, the woman turned towards the rest of the occupants of the room with a thoughtful yet sinister look on her face which sent chills down the spines of th

He is trying to backstab his brother who loved him like his son. And Kiora? Fuck, she is here. That bitch used ‘Demonic Arrow’ and turned Cal against Zac. Demonic Arrow is one of the most dangerous spells which is used to hypnotize people and turn them into your puppets. The people lose their identity and become slaves of the masters, the person who had cast that malefic spell on them. They could do anything even murder as their sanity is at the helm of their master who then makes them dance to his tunes.

Adversary II From the shadows, a figure sprang into action. Lupa, her eyes gleaming with determination, hurled herself at the demon. She drew upon her water powers, summoning streams of liquid from the nearby fire hydrants. The water surged and swirled around her, forming a dense fog that enveloped the street. The demon thrashed and howled, disoriented by the sudden mist. Lupa used the cover to her advantage, guiding Tara and the woman away from the immediate danger. Claud, though weakened, managed to stagger after them, his senses dulled but his resolve unbroken.

More vines claimed its wings, pinning them to its body, as the bird screamed and spewed more fire in its fury. "Now, Ez!" John yelled. I shot forward, pulling my pendant and chain over my head. I wound around to its side, avoiding the burning bushes and its thrashing limbs as the demon fought to free itself from the vines. I pressed the pendant into the beast's side. It screamed violently, dissolving into a red glittering mist. A whirlwind kicked up around me, pulling what was left of the demon into the center of my pendant. One word whispered through my mind as I collapsed into the dirt with the empty vines. A name. Sakava.

It collided with the demon's body and burnt like paper into the air. When Kyra noticed the Shinigami demons near her, her eyes widened. She'd seen nothing like that. It has a shark-like mouth with crowded teeth and long fangs. They also have enormous, spiky, unkempt black wings that repel talons and starlight. The thing waved its hand, hit Kyra by the arm, and soared away. "Ugh," Kyra said as she fell to the ground. "Are you OK, Kyra? "Cael asked.

Damon asks, like we’re discussing the weather. “Nah. Probably another ‘Are you okay’ call.” My brain’s in shambles. Dragons, Witches, Dreils. My past dreams. Ping. Alan. Frinx. Another question springs to mind. “Damon... what’s the difference between Spards and Spargians?” He smiles faintly. But there’s an eagerness behind it now. Like a kid finally allowed to share a secret. “Spards are the lowest class. Slaves, scapegoats, like Alan. Spargians, on the other hand, are higher, more respected. But they hate bein’ lumped with Spards. Not like there's any difference between the two, to me.”