Sparda Demon Novels & Stories

demon:- I have to kill him with 12 bullets, hey monster are you father me? he was a very fast runner, he come at him, demon shoot bullet in his defence but nothing seem to work, he start to run away, he ran out of bullets, and reach a dead end. demon:- now I have one bullet left in my shell and their only ocean behind me, what should I do now? shark:- you are dead now shark runs to kill him, demon stays there and waits for him to get close. the demon has hate with explosive demon activate those explosives, and he plans, to fall into the ocean after activating the explosives, he did explode, but the sharks protect him but his damaged hand, sharks are still alright and still in shape to kill e

“Really? You think so?” Jared just simply smiled as he took out three vials. He dropped to his knees and poured them into a pile. “Spider, Spider gather around. Walk into my trap and speak the truth. Nothing is done until all is said.” Jared ends the short spell. He watched as Petey fought the urge to vomit every answer he could think of. “Now where were we. Why are you here?” Demanded Sage. “Why are we here? That’s really cliché. You should ask why we are trying to kill you. Or what we all happen to be looking for.” The demon Petey smirked as he answered.

Was Chase's spirit choice a bit too disrespectful? This kid was being way too arrogant. Paul was done holding back! Purple smoke began rising behind him as his spirit gradually materialized. The creature that emerged was terrifying. Standing nearly 30 feet tall with entirely purple skin, its muscular body looked like tree bark shot through with glowing purple veins. Long arms ended in razor-sharp claws, and its purple-red eyes could strike fear into anyone. This was Purple Specter, a demon from the void beyond the nine heavens. Paul could summon this particular demon because of his one-sixteenth demon race heritage.

I seemed to have understood this situation. Demon sparrows are known to have a powerful core that can make a human immortal. Although the hunt for their race significantly decreased ever since the devils took abode in the Mortal Realm, that doesn’t mean that it has completely disappeared. I tried to sound as soft as possible, “Don’t be afraid. We are not here to hurt you nor your baby. Alright?” “Will it work?” Jethro asked me, but I ignored him. I looked at the sparrow mom, “I guess.”

Such fear, shock as they finally understood they had no idea what I really was. "You fools," I snarled, amber light tinting my vision as green fire erupted at my feet and blue wound around me in a tornado swirl that sent both the woman in black and the startled lordling back a step, another, as I closed on them. "You've tampered with something you can't control and raised the wrath of powers beyond your abilities to comprehend." My demon lashed out, spitting and howling, trying to force her way through the green shield shimmering around Spaft. I felt Shaylee reach for my demon, the two meld together in a swirl of mixed power turned suddenly a pale, sparkling lime. The shield collapsed as the

The three, who were far more powerful, pulled it off easily, trapping the demon in a large circle that somehow burnt him when he tried to escape it. Then Adrian engulfed the demon in a large ball of water and spun him around with wind in a tornado form. Mr. Percival then stepped forward, and Zeda saw the Director’s power for the first time. Sparks of electricity filled the air as he electrocuted the demon, who screamed in pain, Adrian’s ball of water making it even more potent. The demon finally fell to the ground with a thud, his weight digging a foot into the ground beneath him. The large crowd cheered in victory. The demon was defeated finally.

There's a wide room with a matching window that has the scene of the ocean beyond a small meadow and a small group of trees to the right. There are two chairs and one round high coffee table between. Two people sit, one you know, one you don't. At least not from this story. "So," says Cayce, "I'll introduce myself first. But since this is the end of my book then you probably know about me enough. Cayce Vance, eighteen. Married around now, ready for some action, and half-demon and half-angel hybrid."

Demons stood around, looking at us curiously. Two demons in particular caught my attention. Guirita and Shea. Guirita was dressed in a dark red dress, from head to toe covered in dark fabric. Shea was dressed in riding gear and had weapons all over her body. "Is Shea coming?" I asked with disgust. Both ladies heard me, and looked at me with widened nostrils, their eyes dark with anger. "Shea will come as a servant, yes. She has some war experience. If you need anything, just ask her." Samael said. Shea instantly looked down and folded her hands behind her back neatly. Like she was some perfect servant. I wouldn't be asking her anything, even if I was dying from drought.

Seun opened a big portal and the fire went through it. Spark charged his palms with electricity and flew upwards grabbing the neck of the demon monster and flung it to the other one. "I am thirsty for demon blood" Luke said with a smirk and dashed at the second Demon monster. He brought out claws from his hands and hopped unto the back and repeatedly thrusted his claws into the back, and deeper his fangs into it and sucked it dry. Spark on the other hand sent high bolts of electricity through its neckband ripped out the throats.

Samson inhaled sharply and eyed him strangely. "I did it as a show of my love for him, unfortunately he destroyed that by doing what he did," he mumbled softly. I eyed them both in utter confusion. Samson saw and sighed. "When lower demon documents are destroyed the demon no longer exists and won't regenerate in hell, so Dane's gone forever now," he explained and I looked at Mortas sadly. "We need to lock Samson's documents up in a fireproof safe immediately," I mumble frantically. Mortas jumped out of bed and looked at us both.