Yugioh Demons Novels & Stories

There was a loud howl from the dark fog as if the territorial demon was scalded painfully. Its vicious red eyes glowed maliciously, it angrily howled as everything in its territory was suddenly uprooted and joined the torrential wind it created. The church, dormitory, the playground all spun like a hurricane. It was approaching Sir Benjamin in rapid speed! Anyone that would be caught by this hurricane would undoubtedly die. However, Sir Benjamin just smirked. He spun his umbrella, making the brilliant light from it become more blinding. Thus the light expands wider. To defeat the territorial demon, it doesn't need dozens of grim reapers, or massive strength. Territorial demons were composed

"This is not good. I can't feel anything and that makes me worried. This isn't something natural, is it?" "I'm not sure. It's not on my end. The Demons planning to rebel haven't managed to get along enough to organize. Oh! Perhaps your friend is doing something big and causing glitches of epic proportions. Young Gods can be so careless." Cosmo swore as though he had been stung or burned.

“So, a demon is usually a very strong being. One who will use tricks and magic to punish anyone who makes them angry. Many people are afraid of them, because they are really strong and don’t show mercy to their enemies.” I looked at the page in amazement. I ran my fingers over the picture, “But this says they are from hell, does that mean they are bad?” “Sometimes. But there are good demons too.” She pulled another book down and this one looked newer, and the words weren’t in English. “In Japan there are good demons and bad demons.” “Like Inuyasha?” “Exactly.” I thought about it, so maybe ‘demon’ isn’t a bad thing? “Hey, Mama? If that is something that bothers people, is it bad to be called

I knew the history of the game and the important details but still I was in the library, making more research on the book named 'Dragon Tamers'. The simple history of the Dragon Tamers. It was a game that was played by the early demons. These demons were the most vicious and terror setting creatures. The demons in this time were nothing compared to the early demons. The demons of nowadays just partied but when the early demons were released from the Pandora's Box and joined Lucifer, the world was a horrific place to be in. The Dragon Tamers was a game made by the demon kings in which the other demons played it as a form of entertainment to the King. Later, it became a way of screening soldie

Such an ungentlemanly fellow ! "what are you?" she asked the lingering question in her head. "You don't look human" "I'm not" "Then what are you?" she pressed. He gave her one of his smirks as he smacked his fangs, "what do you think?" Arianna thought for a while, "A demon?" Damian laughed, "how would you know? Ever encountered one before?" Arianna shook her head, she hasn't but it felt like he was, "then what are you?"

He stood at the entrance, ready to embark on his daring quest. As he approached the gates, the shapeless demons sensed his presence and began to materialize, their forms shifting and contorting in the darkness. Their eyes glowed with an eerie light, and their mouths twisted into wicked grins. Azazel knew that defeating these demons would not be an easy task, but he was prepared to face any challenge to reach his love Azrael.

It had baffled when he was just a mere mortal, but it floored him now as a demon. Her stubborn will to be both defiantly strong and soft in his hands had caused the sadistic side of Young to rear its head in Blood, pushing for an opportunity to turn her to clay. It never made any sense how she embodied love and light at all times, even when the harsh parts of herself were shown. The demon side of Young couldn’t help but want, damn near need, to crush that light out of her. In the same token, her display of blind trust in him was a gift he never wanted to take for granted so he was torn, now more than ever.

Blue lightning, tiny bolts of lightning that fluttered like streamers in the wind. "What a joke," grumbles the angel. Then he simply shoves the axe into the ground, opening a crack where the two sides of the blade break the ground. "What are you doing?" whispers Shandra. Desmon's eyes begin to turn as red as blood. His white wings spread open. "Now you will understand who you have messed with, you insignificant vermin." Dark red flames begin to fall behind him, very reminiscent of the small embers that Sam and Julian summoned when they were concentrating their own power. Desmon's debauched expression disappears, giving way to an unbelievable seriousness.

Hence the gold beauty was instilled by the fire burning through their hard skin. The same beauty of the gold attracted the attention of every wolf in the world or any being which possesses life to admire old becomes the most charitable item in the world, a rare precious gift that everyone sees and bow. The same gold can also be destroyed by the same fire. In this case, the gold refers to the demon's clan whose strength is derived from fire and this same fire could also bring an end to them. Attacking them with fires in the first place when they are unawares will weaken them and cause them to be persistent in the rooms.

He knew that he had met his end. “Take him away!” Peter instructed. The special forces went to the basement with Greg. I followed. The moment the lift doors were opened, we smelt a strong chemical scent. It was not a warehouse. Instead, it was a luxurious and well-equipped lab. There were a lot of devices and blinking lights. On the rack next to the wall, there were a lot of test tubes. On one of the rows, there was a blue tag. It said: Angel’s Kiss. At the deepest corner of that lab, there was a heavy metal door.