The Demi Gods And The Semi Devils Novels & Stories

I had planned to draw attention. But not his. I quickly lowered my gaze, already preparing to step away. But his voice stopped me instantly. “You.” The single word froze me in place. “Come here.” My fingers curled slightly. The scent concealer rested against my skin, masking the darkness that clung to my magic. But this was no ordinary Alpha. This was an Alpha Devil. A demigod. If anyone could sense what I truly was… It would be him. For half a second, I considered walking away.

The mortals, caught in the middle of this celestial battle, could do nothing but watch in horror as their world was torn apart. The Fates, once their fight was over, realized the magnitude of their mistake. They tried to clean up the mess they had made, sealing the veil and banishing the demons back to their realm. But it was too late. The damage had been done, and the demons had already sown their seeds of corruption. Halflings were born from the union of demons and mortals—creatures that were part human, part demon. These halflings, or Shades as they came to be known, were feared and hated by the mortal clans.

Grayson Voss I was supposed to be in a meeting with a cartel rat who thought he could play both sides. Instead, I ended up in a club that reeked of sweat, desperation, and lies. Club Delirium. Ironically named, considering it mostly caters to men trying to forget reality with vodka and silicone. I wasn’t there for pleasure. I was there because the club owner was late on his payments. And late payments in my world meant broken bones or buried bodies.

Jeje looks surprised. “Right, his life is blessed by the devils and demons like you. He is protected by the direct command of Lucifer, the king of devils, and blessed by seven high-level devils that represent deadly seven sins, Asmodeus, lust, Mammon, greed, Leviathan, envy, Beelzebub, gluttony, Belphegor, sloth, Amon, wrath, and Lucifer himself, pride. And that’s why you have such a tough life as no God retainer blesses you, and you have no choice but to be blessed by the devils that you are here right now. And that’s why you are called "Starless" which means something black and dark.” ßenlong explained. Alfi remains silent.

He resembled an opposite version of Hiro, yet exactly as handsome as him. “He is responsible for any military and force actions. He is a level 5, the same as you. The boss values him a lot, he's an excellent fighter, intelligent, vicious… and has every possible symptom to be called a sociopath. Be wary of him,” she disclosed. That was the second person telling me something similar. I started feeling quite nervous at the thought of meeting that guy. Melisa must have noticed my restlessness and smiled to relax me a bit. “Don't worry too much… he is a guy above all, and you are pretty. I will teach you, how to use it right,” she grinned viciously, “Now, let's move to the other one…” she pointed

Fleki comes back by the table, he takes a look at the small notebook and reads in it. “And the spirit of the angel fall upon him and he was to pass it to the rightful one in generations to come” he mummers while reading these words and Edward looks at him, his mouth wide open. Fleki drops the notebook and quickly looked through the scroll and rolls it all the way down, he comes to a point that carries all the information from where it all begun. He takes a look and sees a picture of a demiangel, who was born from an angel and a demon. the demiangel’s name was FELICITY which means he was half an angel and one half was a demon, he was the last angel that was left in the world and he fell in lo

Gods know I didn’t like that solution, but I had no other choice. Tendrils of smoke started to curl around the pentagram, dark, cold, unfeeling. Ak-kvir licked his teeth as he watched it, and his spit fell on the ground, leaving scorched patches in its wake. He wasn’t scared. They wouldn’t touch him. But me... Do demons eat half-demons? Of course they do. They eat everyone, with the exception of those who eat them. The men stopped twitching and stared at my movements as if mesmerized.

Why do you call them that? He shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the window overlooking the balcony. "Because it's easier that way." "I see. But what are they called? " "Direct descendants of the moon gods." "You mean they're some sort of demi-god?" He nodded without looking at me. "Yes, demigods." This is a whole new experience. Were they what my uncle had been referring to as monsters? It was still all too surreal for me. I couldn't wrap my head around it, no matter how hard I tried to.

They would end up giving birth to children with ancient genes but with unpure bloodlines and this set of people without pure bloodlines were called the Semi/Demi Ancients. Semi-ancients were ones whose genes were 50%-90% pure while Demi-ancients were ones whose genes were 5%-40% pure. Both Semi/Demi Ancients had the possibility of giving birth to a Pure but it was just too rare- about a 3% possibility.

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.