Zabuza Demon Novels & Stories

Suddenly, the demon smirked. “I’ll play with you first, before ripping that guy's body later,” Beelzebub said while pointing his index finger to Lotus but he’s talking to Caya. He rushed to the woman with his fortified fingers forward. Caya, on the other hand, keeps on shooting him with arrows but it seems futile. “Caya, move from there!” Suzaine shouted. But it was too late. Beelzebub is already in front of her. The demon moved his hand upwards and was about to hit Caya but he stopped mid-air.

Today, Edzar, the 34-year-old man stopped his step by seeing an eerie figure standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed, and it looked out at the giant window in front of him. My God! Thought the guy was about to hop. It's been three days since they met after the meeting at the restaurant, and today he saw that woman is so haunted. Edzar was hesitant to approach, but he had to go that way to his corner office. Finally not knowing what to do, Edzar turned around and decided to have breakfast while the office was packed. On the way back, he saw Dean, his co-worker, the operational manager at the west end of the Tarso Property, exiting his office at the other end of the hall and w

He walk closer to the table to talk more but Samael raise his hand to shut him off and everything in the room was stopped, including Nom who was in his animal shape. Samael look a little unsettled at what just happened and look around to see who was responsible for what just happened, there is only one person who he knows has the ability to stop time without fear for him. In the east corner of the office, a middle-aged man appeared out of the air and walk to Samael with an unpleasant expression. “It’s been a long time Lord Samael” Zatra, one of Samael’s acquaintance and a demon who is hundred years younger greeted. Unlike Samael who is born in a cold, he was born in the breeze.

Zeus asked quietly not to disturb his mate, who had fallen asleep with her head on the countertop. Cronos muttered in response, "I think it has something to do with what he already is." Resting his elbows on the counter and steepling his fingers, he continued, "Demon is a true-born demon of the underworld. He was not sent there for punishment; he was born of the darkness that belongs to one of the most horrifying of places. The place of his birth does not want to let him go. Demon is not strong enough to fight it." "Can't anyone do something to help him? Leo will be devastated if the Demon does not survive." Evelynn sniffled as Cronos wiped the tears from her cheeks. "We all will," she added

Despite the grandeur of the room, there was an unmistakable undercurrent of unease that even the ancient walls could not contain. El-Kharis sat at one end of the table, his posture rigid, eyes fixed on the other members of the Council. To his left sat Zareon, the Demon of Earth, his massive frame nearly blending with the stone of his chair. His presence was as immovable as the mountains he commanded. To El-Kharis's right was Azazel, the demoness whose allure was as dangerous as her cunning. She avoided El-Kharis's gaze, her thoughts clearly elsewhere.

Silas's voice was edged with disbelief, as if grappling with the idea of supernatural forces at play. Ezra turned his attention to Lady Athena, his curiosity piqued. "What kind of curse are we dealing with, exactly?" Lady Athena's gaze held a mixture of solemnity and concern as she began to explain. "A demonic curse is a potent form of dark magic, woven in a way that links the victim to a malevolent entity, in this case, a demon. The victim becomes a conduit for the demon's influence, their emotions, thoughts, and even actions manipulated by the curse. It's a sinister form of control, and demons often utilize it to spread chaos and further their own agendas."

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

Caleb POV The demon—something from the pixie demon line by the looks of the pink shade to her skin and bright glowing eyes that look like she’s underwater—comes over. Zodiac orders us three more drinks, and we both stay silent until she drops them in front of us. “I hope whoever you’re protecting won’t fuck up your chances with the DHT,” he tells me, pushing a whiskey tumbler toward me. I drink it in one. “Always good seeing you, Zodiac. Tell my father to fuck off when you see him, won’t you?”

I exclaimed. "Bullseye." She replied. "Aaaahh!" I squealed. I let out a loud laugh and threw my arms around Briva. She let out a soft gasp and held one arm around me. Once I stepped back and looked up at her, I saw her pupils were dilated. "Everything okay?" I frowned at her. "Yeah. I'm a demon, so being so close to you is quite hard. Makes me quite thirsty." She explained. "I don't want to hurt you right now, but I want to make you submit to me. It's in me. To destroy lower species."

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.