Supernatural Belphegor Novels & Stories

I stared at Belphegor, who had uttered the words in a soft growl. Three whole seconds went by, until everybody turned around at once. "Don't provoke him. If anyone interrupts his sleep, you're sure to find multiple knives in your back when you least expect it. Belphegor is an unfair fighter. We tend to let him be." Adrian explained as he turned me around to the forest. "I can understand that." I replied, thinking about how important sleep was. Maybe I really was taken by the wrong demon king. The kingdom of sleep had a nice ring to it.

"Or, what exactly can you do?" "First off, I can do magic. Secondly, I can perform a spell that lets me speak with the dead," Bobby said, his voice dropping. "The last time I tried it, I went so deep into the darkness that I almost didn't come back. Annabella had Daniel break the circle I'd made. He severed the connection to the spell. All I really remember is falling through endless darkness." He shuddered visibly. "Wow," I breathed, my mind reeling.

His premonitions led him to believe that his beloved Allan, the ten-year-old werewolf Alpheno who possesses the power of supreme god, was in grave danger. As Kai prepared to embark on a perilous journey to rescue Allan, a terrifying force descended upon Gaia. Fen, the formidable leader of the Werewolf God Destroyers, materialized amidst the tranquil surroundings, his eyes gleaming with a malevolent hunger. With a ferocious roar that echoed through the valley, he unleashed his wrath upon the unsuspecting villagers.

"You see, I need to send you and Kiarr back to the underworld or Valhalla or wherever you were before I called you." He rakes a hand through his dark blond hair. "Miss Brene-" "Please, call me Brene." I offer him a smile and am rewarded with a genuine one in turn that accents his chiseled cheekbones and the dimple in his chin. "And can I call you Ben?" "Certainly." He stretches out his hand. "Nice to meet you, Brene. Now, what I was going to say is that you may not have summoned me from the grave directly, but your mind, soul, and heart did. Otherwise, your spell wouldn't have worked."

The seam continued up between his brows and then ran a crooked pattern to disappear beneath the hood. They called it a cleft palate but she'd never seen one so bad. The two halves of his face had seemed to shift; the bone structure beneath the flesh, causing his face to sink in slightly, gave him a gorilla–like appearance. He also had no color. He was as white as an albino. His grey eyes were fringed in reddish lashes that looked almost non-existent. His upper lip seemed to have three distinct sections that she couldn't quite understand. He was by far the scariest looking man she'd ever seen.

"I'm confident you're not a horrible person." He bitterly laughed at what she stated. "Don't be fooled, Blessy. Before he became Satan, Lucifer was an angel. You have no idea what you're talking about." “Why? Tell me then." His lip rose and he shook his head slightly. He has no intention of expressing his entire being here. Satan is the only one who knows how dark his soul is. "What is it that you wish to know? Does praying to your gods absolves me of all guilt? Make me pure as you?"

Aspyn Right as we are getting ready to leave Lumi pops out and so does her familiar Faith I believe and what is crazy they are bot h9 tail foxes and white. We teleport to what looks like a pack territory there a ton of warrior and some of people there I am a bit confused; Dee tell me that we are a pack land that she just inquiries through a young female Alpha that she made Pack Alpha so she could get her hands on the one responsible for the king’s death. My mouth dropped when she said that and while we were talking two people come really quietly out of the packhouse towards us one of her men told her that it was the Alpha and her Beta, when they got close I see a girl with shoulder length bl