Waiting Demons Rift Novels & Stories

“You’re stronger than he. You’ve always been stronger. Fight, brother!” The marks on their wrists flared—lunar gold and shadow black intertwining. The energy erupted in a shockwave that tore through the fortress. Lyra screamed as the force knocked her back. “No! He belongs to me!” But the shadows around Damon receded, leaving him slumped and gasping. “I… I’m sorry,” Damon whispered. “You’ve got nothing to be sorry for,” Aiden replied, helping him stand. The Rift Awakens Before they could move, the Rift roared like a living beast. Valeborne’s colossal form loomed overhead, his eyes blazing with fury.

When they remained silent, I continued, “You will observe what you see, in and out of the gate, anything that seems doesn’t add up. Dane will distribute the equipment you need.” “Alpha, may I ask?” Trent raised a hand. “Go ahead.” “What are we expect to see? I mean I want to know exactly what we’re looking for?” “There’s a demonic element or demonic entities called legions or wraiths going around killing humans and werewolves in their incorporeal form of smoke.” The moment I mentioned demonic, my pack shared a look, eyes bulging. “If you see one, do not engage unless it’s necessary.” “Is that what hurt Zeph?” Landon asked.

"We have to catch him before he reaches the Rift." The Rift was the center of the Dead Zone. It was the tear in reality where the Primevals had crawled out. We crested a hill of ash. There he was. Victor stood at the edge of a massive canyon. The Rift glowed with a sickly green light at the bottom. Hundreds of Primevals were gathered there. They were trying to retreat back into the earth. Victor stood on the cliff edge. He looked down at them like a god judging insects. He raised his hands.

How could she let him hold her when she wasn’t even sure who—or what—she was anymore? A distant rumble shook the ground beneath them. The Rift’s magic was still present, still shifting, unstable. Dorian wiped dark ichor from his blade and glanced toward the warrior who had brought them here—the guardian of this cursed realm. “I assume this isn’t normal.” The guardian’s silver eyes flickered, their expression unreadable. “The Rift is waking.” Lena shivered. Waking. A wave of nausea rolled through her. Had she done this? Had the Rift sensed her and begun to unravel because of it?

Thamer closes his eyes and gathered all his energy and called the six demons inside him to wake up and let him transform until a cloud of smoke begun to appear and in one moment a demon from twenty years ago came back. He saw their opponents and as he started to blurt out the flames coming from his mouth, some of them turned to ashes. Lancelot and Damian, we're on their way to the location but they had no idea that Ramses was following them. They saw from afar that the place was burning. They saw a brood of vampires approaching and they thought that they will hurt them but they feel relieved when all of them went straight to the location. Martha, Drake, Dave, and Diana find a place to hide.

“Then scream.” I pinned her to the wall, pressed into her so close she couldn’t breathe. “Scream,” I whispered. “Let the whole city here know that Salvatore’s bride actually moans for his son.” Her breath hitched. Her fingers clutched at my shirt. One second more and I would’ve kissed her like I meant to break her. But then — Knock knock. “Sapphire? Are you in there?” A voice interrupted us. Sapphire went stiff in my arms as her eyes flicked to the door.

The gathered demons rose to meet us, their slitted pupils glowing with crimson light, their movements synchronized by the vessel that commanded them. I fought through them, the shard cutting through demonic flesh that dissolved into mist and reformed behind me, the contract scar burning with every strike, every defense, every moment of contact with forces that sought to compress my existence into the shape the Author had written. Riven fought at my left, his dagger a blur of steel and determination, his body a wall that absorbed blows that would have broken me. Austin fought at my right, his knives finding eyes and throats with precision that spoke of centuries of practice compressed into a

a woman stops us, she had brown wavy hair cascading down her body to her elbows and a golden flower crown on his head with brown eyes, but boy, she was glowing and so beautiful, definitely a Goddess. "Yeah, I agree with Demeter," Death says shooting me a playful glare as my eyes widen and I identify the Gods and Goddesses in the room. "Poseidon, Zeus, Aphrodite, Demeter, Hera, and H-Death," I whisper as I look at all of them identifying each one, "Holy shit," I muttered before everything blacked out. (/) I open my eyes and sit up rubbing my head. I wasn't in my room at home, nor was I in my room at Mika's house.

How the hell did that happen? Having no time to process these sudden unexpected mind link powers, I ran and jumped as high as I could muster, at the nearest tree. Clinging onto a branch with all my strength I managed to climb up on it before the rogue beneath me attempted to pull me down. Seconds later the rogue was shot dead by someone in the bushes opposite. I screamed in panic but then out jumped Ben and Daniel in their wolf forms along with a few of the warriors. Ben's wolf was beautiful, thick black fur and and he was extremely strong. Taking down the remaining rogues easily in a matter of seconds. We were finally safe but Ben was furious to say the least. They quickly changed back to

We would see in the morning" I said to Mitchell. Damion's POV I had thought I lost two families at a time and I was grieving when Alec's message came in. My joy knew no bounds when I saw the message came from Jessy. I didn't know how she got to the demon Alpha's territory but I was going to get her out. I couldn't even wait another day to go get her.