Wraith Demon Novels & Stories

She said with a serious voice. "Whipped? People are whipped here?" I asked with wide, disbelieving eyes. She nodded. "Darling, these are demons. They are not good creatures. They are revengeful, possessive and strong beings. Do not get on their bad side. They commit horrible, horrible things. The King had a prisoner from the human realm the other day. His eyes were taken first." She explained.

I was mainly scrubbing away the scent or any liquids that seeped through my clothing. Kris was already awake, getting ready to go visit our pack in The Kingdom of Ghabaàr. He will be discussing the attack yesterday, since everyone heard about my two unexpected little visits to The Vampire realm. I'm sure our pack had lots of questions about my mate as well. A being they never thought to see their Demon-Wolf King mated to. Their new Luna being a Dark-Witch hybrid. No one knew what she looked like besides my maids, my people in the castle, Cyn and Anna.

One thing was made clear, Bree Davidson was almost done, They could both sense her soul exiting inch by inch giving way for the darkness, The daemon began to to advance, it claws extended and it's maw dripping spittle, it eyes black displaying intense hatred "Get ready to die!" it howled and lunged for Moira whose magic instantly deflected it backwards, but unlike before the Wraith landed quite well on it's feet moving back only a few meters, it made another lunge at her There was large crack as the earth split open, and from its depths came the hands of souls dragging and clawing at the demon "Ustanite iz dubina i zatražite pale" Hades called in a raspy voice his eyes glowing a faint yellow

Undead Creations: Bone Knight: A towering behemoth clad in armour forged from the very bones of the fallen. These warriors are formidable in battle, their strength augmented by the souls of countless warriors bound within their skeletal frame. Summoning a Bone Knight requires a vast number of souls and a deep connection to the power of death. Wraith Stalker: A spectral assassin, swift and deadly, composed of pure ethereal energy. Wraith Stalkers are masters of stealth and surprise, their forms flickering in and out of existence, leaving trails of icy cold in their wake.

Mara sucked the blood that was coming out of her lips because she bit it hard enough to make it bleed and it somehow calmed her down. Just when she was about to get off her bed, someone kicked which threw her from her bed to the balcony. The spell of time surrounding her came undone and when she opened her eyes to lash out to whoever kicked her, her bloodlust decreased as she stares at the furious demon in front of her. Wrath's wings are flaming black and purple while he's holding a sword made of dark energy and electricity. Without a word, Wrath swung his sword with a goal to at least chop off a finger.

Despite its immense power, it was insufficient to sway the king. Another demon used his power to take control of Alexander’s mind. Though it seemed ridiculous to Alexander, with his frail strength, any power could have an impact. On the other hand, when Alexander released his aura, the power it emanated caused every demon in his vicinity to fall to the ground. Whoever engaged in battle with King Aura was in excruciating physical pain, and some demons howled while kneeling. At that moment, a big lump of fire soared into the sky. Alexander knew Lilith was proceeding with her last ritual. Hence, he immediately unfurled his wings to reach for Bella.

Kyra looked out the window to see the demon that looked like a troll with green skin, wide mouths, palmy hands, and horns emerging from its foreheads. “A demon…” Kyra said. Tyler stared at the demon. That’s a kind of human-eating demon legend. It eats humans, not their spirit. “Can you see it?” Kyra asked. Tyler smirked. “Oh, sorry I forgot,” Kyra said. “I have to go to the demon...” Kyra quickly got out of the car and ran after the demon. Tyler chuckled. “Haist, I said we.” Tyler quickly turned the gear, and he followed Kyra.

Atari doesn't need to know that Kastriv and I chose to touch each other willingly because we felt a connection and wanted to rule it out. If she did know...I get a feeling we may be introduced to her darker side. "How does keeping my mate away from me benefit me?" Kastriv question. He still has my hand in a tight grip, as if Atari may physically banish me at any moment. Atari shakes her head. "She's a Demon, Kastriv. What would your ancestors say?" "I don't give a fuck about them," he growls. Atari takes a step toward him, but he matches it back. "They gave you your gift. They have allowed granted you this wonderful position, your ability to speak with spirits-"

The ones that can't enter Vernaden because what they have done. No one before me saw them it the flesh, let alone this close. The wraith wore armor that wasn't from this time period. I couldn't truly tell what time that was. The leader was riding a pure breed white stallion. The stallion's eyes were fiery red. The souls of the dead started leaving their bodies, dividing into two groups. The first one disappeared into the sky, while the second started changing into the wraiths so hideous that even the yalbals would be ashamed.

Don't tell me you forgot why I task you with this in the first place? Reiya: Haha. Yup I have the result. He smells really good. His soul that is. Avareza L Ban spiritual presence is on par with the current Demon King of Destruction, Diablo Abaddon.