The Demonic Paradise Novels & Stories

"Perhaps a Raum or Dragonid demon I might have had luck killing, but summoning a Greater Demon, a demon that had existed before the birth of Hunters, infact a child of Lilith and Lucifer, was unthinkable among Hunters, but I was so desperate to prove a point to the Caucus, my mom, and Hunters at large, that one faithful night when my mother was out, I stole a couple of her spellbooks, a box of chalk and a Celestial Blade, and went up to my room. I locked the door and drew a Pentacle, then proceeded to perform a demon-raising ceremony. It was so powerful, summoning a Greater Demon, that it split our house in two and reduced it to rubble. "Suprisingly enough, I survived. And there Aosoth sat,

"And you! Don't contaminate this young man's mind with your stupid ideas." "Tch! Doofus," The raven haired guy snickered and moved his eyes to look at me, "Hi there Henry I'm Blaze, I can be your friend, but if you want more I can be the fire that will help warm you in the cold night." He said with a silvery voice, and my brother unknowingly clasped his arms around my shoulders. “Hey, stop that! This is my brother, you jerk!" Grey yelled at the man, and Blaze's mouth curved into a sly smile.

demon:- okay I understand you didn't do anything just watch them and have fun, but I want to see my mother, she worshipped you I want to see her Satan:- what are you talking about, she was a believer in god, that why she go to god and those who worshipped me will come to me, all those people are you going to kill will become my food and make me stronger. demon:- so you want to eat their soul so you are letting them die since they are your followers, you want soul then take mine and wake her up. Satan:- I like your offer but you are a follower of god, I can't take your soul, and without consideration, I am not going to give anything, her life is in god hands.

She responded with a low moan, her nails digging into my skin as she pressed herself closer, her every move telling me that she didn’t want to stop either. The world outside didn’t exist anymore. There was no mission, no looming danger—only the heat between us, threatening to consume us both. And maybe that was the most dangerous thing of all. AQSA The room was dim, the only light coming from the city skyline beyond the window. The chaos outside felt like a distant hum, a reminder of the destruction waiting to swallow us whole.

I can't place where exactly. Vincent Halstead, the Devil of Deals. Was that the same man I met? This elusive Devil just handed me a kitten? “I don't know, what if it's not him?” “There's only one way to find out,” Seraphina sighs. “What do you think though? Did he have the devilish aura?” “Oh he had more than the aura. He looked like he stepped out of hell or something—” The door opens and Charles walks in. “Sera, I'll call you back.”

DAPHNE ~✼~ Where was the girl who didn't give a fuck about Alex? Where was the girl who wasn't scared of anything? Where was the girl who dared to slap a mafia don a few seconds ago? You're right, gone. Replaced with this sinful and lustful part of her. The one which wanted to feel his cock slide down her throat, the one who wanted to taste his cum, savour it and devour it like it was the sweetest thing.

Tapping a button on my phone, light brightens the room, Liam’s figure filling the doorway, blocking the space beyond. Perching on the edge of the desk, I wait for him to enter. To speak. To knock me back into the unforgiving surface and drive a dagger into my heart. Or even his dick into my core. That would be preferable to the knife. Despite what many think of demons, we aren’t actually dead, not really. Our souls belong to the devil, but our bodies are held in a suspension of life, something like a purgatory. It means, like any other creature, we can die, we can procreate, we need nourishment. We’re not as different as the other creatures of the world may think. But lore is strong when you

Everyone's shocked is priceless as he entered the grand entrance of Darkspot, bowed in fear as they realized who it was walking in confindence and authority to the company he will surely own someday. “Those people,” he added with silent curse in his breath, “who knows what inside their head?” he must really be careful more than he used to. Now that the engagement he have to a Soner is still the talk of the town, everyone still not get over with their doubt. How they feel bad for a poor Soner to marry a devil? “The devil,” Whispered from the people inside the close door who don't know their place. “How can we enthrusted the Darkspot to an anti-social freak?”

Machines meant not to kill, but to unmake. A voice echoed—Larkam’s, distant and grim. “To prepare his armies to crush the gates of Heaven, the Devil forged a gateway. A cursed mirror. A portal. It allowed demons to slip through—not to kill, but to split the soul. To rip away purity… and devour what remained. But the Devil miscalculated.” Earth, Eons Ago The world was new. Silent. Untouched. But beneath the cliffs, in the shadowed places, things slithered—demonic forms biding their time for man’s arrival.

Not understanding, that happened, he still times turned his ago, to watch on cafes, in which he spoke with demons, but not found cafes, and only saw wall ancient homes. When Alexey arrived to itself home, then he decided not enter in heavenly chat its heavenly family, to to inform all about meeting with demons, so as his curiosity not was borders, but fears was not less. Alex waited for the night and went to sleep. At that moment he saw an incredible picture-he saw sparkling yellow embers in the spaceless darkness that was pushing him out of it. Alex felt that he was in something, but what he found when Alex extricated himself from the energetic white ball of the cocoon hanging on a huge tre