Thunder Demon Novels & Stories

I'll just fart or something instead. I turn the faucet of hot water on the bathtub and throw in some bubble bath solution. While I wait for the bath to fill up, I strip off my shirt, vest, and pants, not to mention my boots, and step into the shower. Turning the faucet unleashes a spray of cold water on me, but it quickly heats up. The water runs through my hair and down my face and goes the rest of the way down my body. My wings that are wrapped around my torso relax and expand to their magnificent size. Being half angel and half demon automatically gives you wings too. But the wings aren't anything like the two. Angels have beautiful bird-like wings, like eagles and ospreys and hawks, whe

They tied Atinuke to an iron net and they were about to roast her above the fire when one of the daemons fell with an axe sticking out of it's slimy head. A boy came charging in; he was tall and dark-skinned like the night itself, built like sango- the god of thunder himself with an axe in his hand. He looked like he was created by the Orishas as a monster killing machine. The daemons snarled and ran at him with dripping fangs and greenish claws like hooks. He chopped off the heads of the first two to come at him and he sent the third flying across the cave with a kick to it's chest. He moved with deadly accuracy and speed, cutting down daemon after daemon like he had been doing it all his l

Every noble gave way for him to walk through. Roman moved through the crowd effortlessly. Lysan's hand tightened on the glass. He had seen that smile a thousand times, in battle fields, in his nightmares, everywhere. But here, no one knew what that smile hid. Dyleon whispered softly to Lysan. “Wow, so that's the famous Demon prince, Roman Da'Luca.” “Yeah.” “They say he's gonna be the next Demon king.” Dyleon's eyes trailed Roman. “But, mere looking at him, he doesn't seem like someone who could cause terror.”

I utter in panic seeing Demonica really angry as she raise her hands that are emitting some scary black thunders. Everything around her is covered now in black mist that is releasing some scary looking thunder. I worriedly look towards the others who are busy fighting those soldiers. “I won’t let this happen!” Demonica said sounding as mad as her voice resounded all over the place. Demonica raise her hand and thunder light like thread starts to trike her soldiers in the battle field making Lana and the others step back in surprise as we watch how Demonica’s followers squirms as the lightning strikes them. We gasps seeing the soldiers size starts to get bigger, their weapons change, their clo

“Shadowland has creatures in it. Both human like and black, gooey zombies.” Rain, my Knight and a powerful demon in her own right, gave me an unimpressed look as she adjusted a pin in my hair. She was a bit of a perfectionist and couldn’t stand when things were out of place. If she were human, I’d say she had severe OCD. I guess I could still say it even though she was a demon.

Hendrix replied. "The demon in me is your lord, Hendrix?" Alex asked, puzzled. "Yes, he is. Haven't you wondered why I am the only one who can make you return to your normal state whenever it feels like you're about to erupt?" Hendrix eyed Alex and continued, "I'm the demon's keeper. Its protector. Your people have harmed my demon, and that is why I would ruin them."

she asked. Eduardo clenched his fists angrily, “I tried investigating it after I reached the Divine realm, but, I discovered that every moment I face anyone from that organization, they seem to get stronger, every time” Mama Sarah's eyes widened, “Who is too strong, to even bring down the entire Lightening temple?” Eduardo clenched the iron bar until his palm clamped it, denting the iron “they called him, Thunder, he had the spirit of the lightening god in him, he was in Avatar realm when he attacked the Lightening temple,

“I can’t be wrong. This pressure, it’s the blood demon king.” Thunder repeatedly roared while the lightning danced with its beat. A befitting welcome for the birth of a new ruler.

she said, putting the plate down and putting her hands on her hips. “I want to see her” I said, sounding like a broken record. “Hailstorm” Lacy sighed, “She’s… she’s not her. Her name is Rayden” “Maybe she just forgot her name or something, she was two for goodness sake when she ran off” “Rayden isn’t a common name someone just picks up Hailstorm. She can’t be her” “Can’t I just…” “We’re not going to convince you of anything else are we?”