Viking Demon Novels & Stories

she let out a yell Ignoring her agony, Vivianne hurrily cast a spell and turn her into a human then she cast another spell to seal off her demonic powers and seal off half of hers “That will make it hard for us to be find out” she said and sigh in relieve Vivianne watch Vida fascinates over her new and strange look while she grins from mouth to mouth “Is this how human looks?” she asked turning to her master but met with a stern eyes “I am sorry, so what are you planning to do now?” “Samael is a cold demon but I’m sure there is something he’s hiding about the human woman and that I need to find out”

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clenched my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of matured vampires. You know what brought her that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had survive

The side that would want me to find my mate and for me to be happy and in love and - “Sera?” “Master, if I-” But that was enough for Renrik. As soon as I uttered the word ‘Master’, something must have snapped inside him. “Sulfur,” Renrik growled as his smokey-black form emerged from the darkness. Ice-blue eyes threatened Valefar, and he bared his fangs as a threat. “You’re a demon.” Valefar swirled on the heels of his polished shoes, violet eyes narrowing as he took in the wolf. “And you…" He tilted his head to the side, "seem familiar...”

Rowan growled at me as soon as I intentionally called them demon wolves. I acted like I mistook them for those ugly-looking wolves in order to gather the information I needed. Demon wolves are vicious wolves who have a strange eating habit, as they could eat anything as long as it's meat. They were purged a long time ago because of how vicious and violent they are. They were a threat to all races, so everyone agreed to exterminate them. There are only a few rumors that those monsters are still somewhere lurking in the dark, but who cares about them? In recent times, their names only used to scare little kids.

I walked toward Fenrir fearlessly while he walked toward me, smiling like he had won a trophy. "I've come for my mate, Finn. You will no longer have her and I will be the one to kill you for my master." He grinned and charged toward me. His clothes were cloaked in dark magic and any little mistake from me would be lethal. But then again, I'm not like every other regular wolf. I was half vampire and also half demon. With my demon powers, I could counter back magic powers. Dark balls of magic were being shot at me and I dodged each of them. I was on the defensive side, waiting for an opportunity to strike. As soon as he left himself open, I landed hard blows on his chin and his lower abdomen.

It was dangerous. Under the scorching sun, three formidable demonic beings stood ominously in front of the ancient pack house, emanating an aura of malevolence. Each demon possessed a unique appearance, reflecting their individual nature and power. The first demon stood tall and imposing with ebony skin and fiery crimson eyes. His long, jagged horns protruded from his forehead, and he carried a wickedly serrated sword crafted from blackened bones. The second demon was shrouded in a cloak of swirling shadows, making it difficult to discern her true form. Her skeletal fingers clutched a slender, obsidian staff topped with a glowing, pulsating orb of ethereal energy. The final demon had a hulki

He shows his sharp fangs. Kihomara means the land of devil's children in ancient language. "You're a demon!"I fumble with my statement still not believing that a demon is sitting in front of me,a real demon whom I dared to chain alive. "Yes...you finally....recognize..me foolish...wolf.I..am...Lubes..King...Viktor's...best..warrior..and...I..am..here..to..take..princess..Ellora..with..me..to..our...

“He is a member of a very dark, very elite club. So, yes he would know.” “Is he better than Valkyr?” Sybil shrugged. “That’s for you to decide. Derek is a mundane with strong connections. Valkyr is of demon origin with the ability to travel. You have enough milk for a visit to Derek or Valkyr, but not both. Choose wisely, my dear, but choose quickly before you leak it all out.” Before Louella could take a breath to ask another question, the witch disappeared in a puff of smoke.

The woman looked speechless, then suddenly she shoved past me. “Who is that?” She sniffed the air. “Tell me why a Demon looks like that?” the Valkyrie demanded as she stopped a few feet inside my door, yelling at me. “Please, come in, make yourself comfortable,” I said sarcastically as I closed the door. “Why is ‘Demon’ the first thing that everyone sees when they look at me?” Angelica demanded. “Because you are a Demon, I can smell it,” the Valkyrie said, then sniffed. “At least half.” She looked confused.