The Demon Master Novels & Stories

“I really don’t have time for this, Idamus.” “You know quite well our stance on demons roaming this realm, your Highness.” Idamus replied with an obvious emphasis on the ‘Highness’. Ruben frowned at Idamus keeping things so formal after his clear attempt to drop the formality by calling the Grand Master only by his name. “That demon is now my claimed mate, Idamus…speak carefully.” Ruben’s tone matched his quickly descending mood. Idamus looked surprised as his eyes widened and he looked around at his attendants and fellow warlocks as Aiden re-entered the room with coffee on a tray for the Grand Master. One of the attendants came forward and whispered with Idamus for a moment.

He reached out to grab her, but she recoiled, retreating further behind Damien. “Don’t touch me!” Elizabeth screamed, her voice filled with both fear and willfulness. Demon laughed, the sound mocking. “Isn’t she a feisty one?” He turned back to the Master, a knowing look in his eyes. “She seems... familiar.” “You see it too?” The Master’s voice was measured, but there was an undercurrent of something more, something, something that made Demon pause. “Now I understand why you brought her here,” Demon murmured, his grin widening as he looked at the two other vampires in the room. “It seems our Master has found himself a good meal.” To Be Continued…

Their eyes disoriented but they were snorting with anger. " Why do the dragons keep disturbing this sanctum of the dead? They will be taught a lesson. Minions, do not back away! " A voice bellowed in air, sending chills, down everyone's spine. " Let me explain. We are not here to cause disturbance... " Master tried but the demons gave them no chance to explain. With a mighty roar, Master charged towards the demons, his massive body slamming into them with incredible force. The demons fought back with ferocity, but Master was too powerful for them. He batted them aside with ease, his claws and teeth tearing through their flesh.

He roared and bite, if it didn’t work he clawed the tentacles so it would burst and break but no matter how much he tried it continue to regenerate itself. “I can. I have promised not to let anymore people die,” The Master said. “Then what is he doing there?” Dominic demanded, feeling a panic rose in him to see his brother fighting that ancient demon. Going by what Rose had explained him, this demon was far off the scale when compared to the curse that plagued him or Babylion.

the demon replied and bowed his head as if he was ashamed of his actions. “Where are you from?” Alexa asked him after confirming what he said was true. “Underworld,” the demon said in a small voice as he clasped his fiery hands together, fiddling his thumps in a nervous gesture. “Who do you work for?” Nate asked him. “The Demon Master,” the demon answered tentatively, still eyeing the odd-looking red thing in their hand. “Does your master know about this witch?” Abram jumped in. The demon nodded positively as he cast his eyes downwards in submission.

Joe was about to make a move when the red light faded away and the shadow was now clearly seen, a demon like face bulge on someone's body moved his nose and in a creepy tone he said, "Ahh Ahh.... The saviors are here. The great energy stars who are destined to save the world are here. Hahahahahaha Hahahahahaha. It will be my pleasure to destroy you all. hehehehehehe." Joe: "Who are you? " Master : "Me? " in a sarcastic creepy tone he replied,"I am your death Hahahahahaha Well well you can say it in the other way I am the one who is going to rule the whole world, I am the king... Hahahahahaha king of evil powers, king of badness, king of everything. " Edd spat mouthful of blood hearing such a

He was about to bring a storm in all the places. Capo settled next to Master, waiting for him to spill the beans. “Samson, where did he go?” Master leaned close and sneered. “I adjusted him, reminding him what he was,” Capo agreed in this evil plan against Samson, but he didn’t know there was a hidden agenda for Master in this situation. If he would not help him kill Decker, Master was a serpent. He would not deny harming Capo’s family. “Devil was the only angel who dared to see himself on the throne, knowing he could never access it. But he became the king of the hell.”

I screamed against the dark and the chain holding me and tried to pull on it and the demon chuckled again. “It’s too late, dumbass,” he said. “The master has control now.”

He could not understand these creatures and he maybe did not want to bother himself much about it any more. Master Krane was what he was known popularly as, a widely popular demon, known for his ruthlessness and unforgiving ways but then, no demon was ever forgiving. His dealings spread across all creatures, all creatures not limited to humans and Angels and demons. I mean, the demon had an Imp for a pet! Master Krane was a demon not to underrate nor to take for granted, irrespective of who you were, even Renard knew that. If you crossed him, he would take more than just a pound of flesh in return.

“I dressed up for it, and I felt insulted. I couldn’t help but get mad. I had a reason, then he told me I needed to behave? I think that applies best to him.” She tenses. “It’s been a long time since the Master locked himself away from the world. You are the first person who made him come out after a decade. What does he look like?” “He’s tall and—” I pause. Oh, no! I remembered I wasn’t supposed to say anything to Ms. Lennie. I promised to keep my mouth shut. Unfortunately, I just told her half of everything. What’s holding you back? “He’s fine,” I add.