Wisteria Demon Guide Novels & Stories

the demon swallowed. “What did you call me?” Alexa asked as she took few steps towards him. The demon staggered back, her movements startling him. “Q-Qistina,” he replied as his body shivered in fear. “What is a Qistina?” Nate pushed past Alexa. “I know not… The witch said you are a Qistina,” the demon rasped. “Then I think we should go to the supernatural realm and find Lucian to get answers,” Alexa said with a frown as she thought about what the demon said.

The tan and white feathers on its claw-like arms seemed to glow in the light of the summoners' magics. Benji summoned a demon that resembled a gorilla, its dark shape blending with the night, making it hard to know just how large it was. Its piercing amber eyes shone with a deep intelligence I didn't want to cross. Kastem sniffed the air, a tension held in his muscles before the large dog-like demon turned to me. It stepped across the small space between us, continuing to sniff until it reached my hand. Kastem looked up at me, confused. I reached out slowly and rubbed the top of its head like I'd seen Avery do all summer. The demon allowed it, even leaning into my hand, before returning to E

The berserker demon is a black charred mass and the mage is on the floor, howling in pain. “Heh, I overestimated”, I say as I walk towards the mage curled up in a ball, nursing his wound. I’ll ask you again, answer and I’ll let you go with at least one limb. Who sent you?” He turns around and tries a last ditch effort to attack. “Blood Demon Magic: Death’s Grasp” . A black mist covers both of us. “ I’m taking you with me, mage!”. I sigh, and snap my fingers, “Sowilo” A miniature star the size of a soccer ball forms , burning the mist away, and the mage too. The dimension starts fading away, as I walk to go buy what I wanted before.

he repeated, then continued walking. Esteria hesitated only for a moment before following the demon. They crossed a large room filled with peculiar, almost eerie portraits that seemed to watch them as they passed. The walls were adorned with ornate tapestries, and the passageway was illuminated by old-fashioned chandeliers that cast a warm, golden light. The intricate designs on the walls depicted scenes of ancient battles and mythical creatures, adding to the surreal atmosphere.

“No need to hold such infanticidal hostility against me, we’re enemies, to begin with. Never get too conceited because Ciel treasures you, and forget your place.” He also leaves the table, satisfied with the wicked mission he came to execute. I fist my hands over my thighs, battling the tears away as a strange ball of anger gradually begins to swell in the pit of my being for that cunning Demon. I’ve never felt more averse about anyone in my life...and that Demon will be my first. ~~~ There’s no probability I’ll be listened to, and there’s no use bothering to try either. I contend with my wolf, spelling it out to her as clearly as I can, that we can’t go up to that Demon and seek permission

Asher watched the memory unfold as if it were happening right before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, focused on the dark figure with the massive wings. "Who the hell is this?" he asked Damir internally. "That's Morgana, a high-ranking demon from the Abyss," Damir replied. A beat of silence. "This Abyss," Asher said, his tone shifting. "Where exactly is it?"

"I don't mean to switch the topic, but, do you mind clarifying what you are? Because you know of mates, I'm certain you've gathered that we are werewolves. But I still wish to know what you are. Bennet is the alpha of this pack, but I do most of his duties right now. One of those duties is protecting all within this pack. You may not know this, but you are inside our territory. I have a responsibility to know what you are." He says this all very gently, but I see the underlying message: What the hell are you? Taking a breath, I start, "You were correct in your observation. I am a hybrid of angels and demons. I do not pose a threat to you or your pack. Many hybrids have the ability to use mag

It's just as fresh as if she just did it. I was trying to drift to sleep when her bird kept perching at my window. I stood up and opened the window. See the bird, I knew a message was about to be sent out or sent in. I took the bird and took the paper. What she wrote there seem quite useless to me. I wondered what instigated what she wrote. "The demon Alpha is not an ordinary being. I think he has a witch backing him up with powers. You should be careful with him. It takes more power to conquer power".

The demon’s voice changed simultaneously from that of an old woman to that of a small girl and back to a young teenage boy all the voices were screaming one thing “She belongs to us!” The voices then reverted back to an old woman’s and then suddenly changed into a deep croaking voice. “I consecrate and clear Wendy Wayne, let nothing but joy linger around her, in Jesus name!” The black smoke hit up to the sky and it dissipates in a loud ghostly moan and a really long bloody centipede crawled out and I smashed the insect with my feet. Wendy is lying on the ground unconscious, I come to her and she’s still breathing so I lift her up and a portal appears behind me

He knew that the Fae had started to march somewhere in the East as well. Wisteria wore a black satin dress and red stiletto shoes just for the occasion. Twenty thousand Association members and twenty thousand available Dimensians wearing masks assembled in files waiting for her signal to march. Wisteria specifically asked for a humble force, coveting a guerilla approach on the matter. To get close to the Talisman, she must be as stealthy as possible. A considerable force will gain the attention of both Darken and Fae. And besides, the Association made sure that they would pass under their noses without getting noticed. They started the procession, floating gracefully in the air together with