Wraith Demon Novels & Stories

The moon priestess has been waiting for days of when will Eris marry her. The two demons has also appeared in their presence. They were only here to hear the news from the Blood Wolf couple. Iris wrapped her arms around Eris' cuddling up to him. "Firstly, I'll tell you about the Southern demons. The demonic ritual they created was to gain power and immortality. They only needed the blood of the true royal Blood Wolf to complete the ritual." Eris started off.

he said, fangs visible from his mouth. "Who....who..." "I'm your guardian angel" he smirked again. Arianna eyes opened in realization. Guardian angel? more like guardian Demon! "I won't hurt you. You summoned me" he said, Arianna gasped, No....she had summoned an angelic creature not this......dark being. Her eyes swept across his features, his skin was an ashen gray and he was shirtless, a mark of a claw on his right chest, long flowing hair that had been tied loosely behind him. He was smirking evilly at her, she felt her legs weaken. She was about to say something when Meena walked in.

When they ask of me, tell them that, something popped up so I will arrive later. Okay Alpha, I will do exactly as told. I cut the mindlink and go back to my room to pack for my journey. Everyone calls me the Demon and I agree with them. Yes I'm ruthless and wicked but only to the bad guys. I have never killed an innocent person and I don't plan on doing so. But you can't stop rumors and also what people think about you. My name is Kyle Aston, the Alpha of the Black crystal pack and also the strongest Alpha in the world.

" A ripple of amusment moved through the witches, their voices murmuring in sync. The High Priestess only smiled faintly. "You mistake this fo choice, demon," she said. "But the bond is not yours. It belongs to the Old Blood. It belongs to us." Aria flinched. Shadows yanked harder at her ankles, trying to drag her down. The circle pulsed with sigils carved into the earth--symbols that flared with sickly green light. Kael unged forward, but the circle caught him. His body slammed against invisible walls, flames scattering in bursts. He roared, claws sparking agathe unseen barrier.

“It’s not just the world crumbling. It’s... waking up.” From above, the clouds churned unnaturally fast, spiraling around a point directly above the Watcher’s Citadel, the place they'd sworn never to return to. And yet here they were, drawn like threads back to the center of the curse. A shriek cut the air, not human, not animal, something worse. Cael looked toward the ridge. “They’re coming through,” he muttered. “Already.” The first of the wraithkind spilled through the fracture: spindly creatures, taller than men but thinner than skeletons, their translucent skin barely concealing the black fire underneath. Their mouths were always open, but the sound came from inside them, as if the scre

"He was building a 'Noah’s Ark' for the Resonance." ​The Confrontation with the Prime-Wraith ​The vault door didn't close fast enough. ​A single Blood-Wraith, larger than the others, its oily skin translucent enough to reveal a skeleton made of red crystal, slipped through the gap. It didn't lunge. It stood in the center of the Archive and began to "Mimic" Leo’s form.

“The Wraith... it's in pieces!” Thorne's golden eyes sparkled. "The pieces..." Everything... It is falling apart because of how strong she is!"" I looked into Draven's dark blue eyes. The Wraith will try one last trick, even though you are bound to the moon. It will attack you physically and test your heart, soul, and everything you hold dear.

“Geez, you look like you need a bath or two.” Crocell cornered the wraith in alley, placing a pretty strong barrier in between the walls and around it. Wraiths are known for violence and aggression so he needs to be careful. The gleaming light from the silver wing shape of the emblem as the wraith clutched it almost made Crocell feel sorry for the creature—but alas, his need to make his angel happy overrides the pity—even if he’s still a demon, he feels emotion just like everyone else. The wraith let out a chilling scream that was enough to make his ears ring and his hairs stand and he sighed. Now the wraith means business when it suddenly attacked him. “Here goes nothing.” The young demon s

Bram murmured something I couldn’t quite catch to himself, but offered no suggestions. The witch’s equivalent to a lycan was a demon. Demons were the near immortals that spawned several paranormal species, similar to how lycans were responsible for all shifters. Similar to lycans, no one really knew their origin story, or who the first was. It was fun to compare and contrast the origin stories, though.

Not when he can be here to live his life without prying eyes. End of Flashback Now, Wraith, in his black pants and fitted grey shirt, biting at a toast as he stares at him. He's still small in stature, about five feet flat, eyes widening as he kneels one knee down on the floor. Yeojoon snorts and waves him off, gesturing him to stand. "Good morning, Wraith. It's nice to see you're back. Where's Damon?" "Silenus, Sire?" Wraith removed the toast from his lips and held it with his hands as he stood up straight. "I haven't seen them yet."