The Great Demon System Novels & Stories

With my stubbornness, I almost couldn’t believe that I was asking a demon for help. “I need information. There’s a demon that I need your help finding.” “A demon?” He sounds interested. His stance changes, leaning a bit in interest. “What kind of demon are you looking for?” “The Gargantuan Dragon of Fire—Gorshe.” “Gorshe!?” Belphegor exclaims. “Why would you be looking for that demon!?”

His jaws are massive and his eyes are eerie, man and wolf looking down at me and agreeing that I’m prey. He is fighting the shift, his hands in fists and his body quaking with the effort but he is loosing control. It wasn’t my imagination that he grew bigger. He is so huge he blocks out the light of the moon behind him completely. This is not Lor, this is the demon wolf. With difficulty, he grits out one word. “Run.”

***HoGuo Temple*** Even from a distance, the entrance of HoGuo Temple was visible in all it’s glory. It was not grand in terms of luxury but more of splendour in terms of heritage it represents over the centuries. Legend has it that this temple was once a home to the gods which lived on Earth during their trials and the descendants of those gods would come to this temple to pay homage to their ancestors. This temple is also said to have artifacts locked away which used to belong to those very gods and goddesses of old. However those artifacts are not open to the public eye and the monks that reside in the temple have never revealed any of it’s secrets. Many have tried to break into the templ

The demon was still nervous and looked as if he would run at any moment. Demon started shaking his head no, "Not that prophecy, the other one." Doc jumped into the conversation all but yelling, "What other prophecy? Why do we not know about it?" Bob put a hand on Doc's shoulder to calm him so Demon would not run off. Demon gulped as he watched the men, "The other is as old as time. I do not know what it says. I do know that the young boy, the witches, and the twin moon goddesses, are part of it." I am just a lower demon, so I am not noticed when I am around and meeting or something is going on. Hades just listens to the other scream and yell, and then he agrees to whatever is asked. Although

"I didn't send you here just to play librarian. We need a demon's heart for the next phase of our experiment, and Asher’s is the only one pure enough to work. Every day he keeps breathing is a day my work stays unfinished." Edan felt a cold sweat break out on his neck. "I told you, he’s a half-demon. He’s smarter than you think. If I rush this, we both end up in his dungeon." "I don't care about your excuses!" the Grandmaster barked, slamming his fist onto the mahogany table. "I took you in when you were nothing. I fed you, I taught you the dark arts, and I gave you a purpose. Now, pay your debt. I want that heart sitting on my altar, still warm. If you can't kill him yourself, use the girl

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

None of them were caught doing any activities which are suspicious and against him. That's when he decided to investigate the matter further about how she might have known about a demon and how they looked like. His spy bought him one of her paintings and he was shocked to look at the face of the much-feared Demon in the world. Azzazal is the most powerful being in that plane and all the demons are dangerous creatures by nature. No one can defeat him and even Assorthan is powerless in front of him. His painting alone sent shivers down his spine.

He casted a spell on it that could make me look like someone else in the eyes of people for the time being. I doubted it at first, but now I can see that it’s really working. Back in time, whenever I walk in the city, the people in the streets will run away with such horrifying expressions. Of course, I was known as the Demoness who only do evil things to others, it was normal for them to be scared. And I love that. I love when people tremble in fear when they see me. Because if I am that terrifying for them, they will not have guts to take what’s mine. They will not have a chance to betray me… to hurt me. It’s such a shame that no one recognizes me now.

why hasn’t the place blows up yet! HE LOOKS OF MURDER, BETRAYL, AND TERROR COVERS HIS WHOLE FACE AS I DANGLE OFF THE GROUND. I then look over his shoulder, noticing one by one, demons appearing way across the bridge. It was dark over there but the flash of the portal was going off. Bahm turns around, looking over his shoulders and yelling of rme to return his magic back. “It’s... ONLY...FOR FIVE...SECONDS!!” I yell, hearing the quartz finally shatter and hundreds of demons are now see beginning to charge towards us!

A Succubus with the usual attributes—voluptuous body, killer curves, and boobs so big they’d suffocate a lesser demon. "Lord Paimon," she greeted, bowing respectfully. "How’s My Lord?" I asked, trying to sound composed. "On his throne," she replied. Then her eyes widened. "Lord Satan will arrive any minute. If you have a business, you better handle it now." My jaw clenched. Of all the fucking times to visit. Lord Satan—the Bringer of Doom, the Bitch of the Blazing Wasteland—was someone even I avoided. Demon Lords ruled the central dominion of Hell, unlike us Kings who were stuck managing the Nine Circles and our contractors. And Lord Satan? She was the worst.