Stolas Demon Novels & Stories

Such an ungentlemanly fellow ! "what are you?" she asked the lingering question in her head. "You don't look human" "I'm not" "Then what are you?" she pressed. He gave her one of his smirks as he smacked his fangs, "what do you think?" Arianna thought for a while, "A demon?" Damian laughed, "how would you know? Ever encountered one before?" Arianna shook her head, she hasn't but it felt like he was, "then what are you?"

I'll just fart or something instead. I turn the faucet of hot water on the bathtub and throw in some bubble bath solution. While I wait for the bath to fill up, I strip off my shirt, vest, and pants, not to mention my boots, and step into the shower. Turning the faucet unleashes a spray of cold water on me, but it quickly heats up. The water runs through my hair and down my face and goes the rest of the way down my body. My wings that are wrapped around my torso relax and expand to their magnificent size. Being half angel and half demon automatically gives you wings too. But the wings aren't anything like the two. Angels have beautiful bird-like wings, like eagles and ospreys and hawks, whe

It was a normal thing for Kola to make fun of me when I was sad. "Fuck off Kola" I said back and rubbed my temples. My head was hurting thanks to all the alcohol I'd been taking. "And all this is because of Ama. The greatest Yoruba Demon in the world has been crippled by a mere assistant? That would make a good Instablog headline." Kola said and laughed at his dry jokes.

V. The demon king, Lucifer Black is the most dangerous and brutal demon. He is the cruel and dark king of the devil's kingdom named Lucifer's hell. The demon of deception and savagery. He loved to kill, and had dark magic that could rip his enemies into pieces quickly of a second. Going against him meant death because he is the strongest demon in the realm. He was merciless and everyone feared him, even his family. His body, his features, and his voice had authority among the whole demons. And looked like he was made for the night of all of its sins... Years of war and battle made him cold, his enemies made him more ruthless.

All these thoughts were flowing into my head. And Stiles was doing his best annoying me with his looks. Instead of him to continue talking he was just looking at me. "Do youind to say few more words so I can understand?" I asked with an irritated voice. " I'm the one who came here to look for the demon Alpha" he said again. As usual his reply was short and not explaining anything at all. I then as my manner is, let my thought fly. Why would he take such risk? I widen my eyes.

One faction is to serve the Palace as general servants while the other factions are to serve members of the Imperial Family. Blue is the colour scheme for the servants belonging to the faction of the Frost Palace, in short these servants directly serve the Third Prince Jin Huan. As for the others, the general servants are clad colours of dark maroon. As for the Emperor, the faction of servants appointed are naturally larger, they are clad in black. The faction which serves the emperor, the colour black truly makes them look more imposing. These people their positions may be that of a servant but their worth is comparable to those revered generals or martial arts masters.

He walk closer to the table to talk more but Samael raise his hand to shut him off and everything in the room was stopped, including Nom who was in his animal shape. Samael look a little unsettled at what just happened and look around to see who was responsible for what just happened, there is only one person who he knows has the ability to stop time without fear for him. In the east corner of the office, a middle-aged man appeared out of the air and walk to Samael with an unpleasant expression. “It’s been a long time Lord Samael” Zatra, one of Samael’s acquaintance and a demon who is hundred years younger greeted. Unlike Samael who is born in a cold, he was born in the breeze.

A group of Seven demons shook the world by storm with their immense power. But just as how the demons evolve their existence. So does the Demon Slayers. They started forming organizations and started learning from each other around the world on how to kill demons and became stronger too. They were no longer known as Demon Slayers. They called themselves the purifiers of evil, The Exorcist. Unlike demon ranks they had class. From Low priest, High Priest, Arch Priest and Paladin. There are 12 paladins in the Exorcist organisation and the strongest one was chosen to be the Head Paladin and have absolute control over the organisation. They were strong even though less in number compared to demon

the demon ended arrogantly in the name of Bael, the old bone, full of delusions that he could restrain Satan. Satan didn’t say a word, only his blow landed on the demon’s head, crushing one of his sides, but not enough to kill him. The demon was forced to try to use his power as quickly as possible. He knew that Bael had taken away Satan’s power and that his power would not work in this realm, but he realized that if Satan’s blow struck him again, he would be finished.

Partheos howled as the limb exploded. “So you’re the one…” Partheos snarled. “The Smiter… a boy?” Scott gritted his teeth. “Yeah—and I’m the one who’s sending your ugly ass back to Hell!” Partheos launched again in a tidal wave of sand. Scott raised the sword, forming a shield of holy flame. The demon’s blast hit it—and turned to glass on impact. A beam of white light surged outward, consuming Partheos. He froze mid-roar, transformed into a glass statue.