Custom Made Demon King Mtl Novels & Stories

Everyone felt a feeling of asphyxiation. Among the Demon Kings of the court of Deity Phoenix, Spirit Eyes Demon King was ranked third. His power was above the One Legged Ox Demon King. He was mysterious, and no one knew his true body. This time, he exploded in the demonic aura and the pressure that he gave people was more horrendous than that of the One Legged Ox Demon King. This was especially so because his eyes glimmered with a silver fire that seemed as though it could be put out in a whiff of wind. It seemed weak and gave people the feeling of chills all over their bodies.

But gargoyles they allowed to live with them. So we became the guardians of their most sacred places. The stone representations were merely made to represent what was happening. A creature that was part demon protecting a house of God. Pretty ironic seeing as how we were exiled from heaven and how the lord didn't want to hang out with us. Yeah, I'm not a big fan of him. He supposedly created us, along with everything, but he can't stand to have us with him in the same place. Gets on my nerves. And if that's how the lord of everything treats us, then I can't think of how Bennet will treat me when he sees what I truly am. And at the current pace he's going at, he's going to find out. Something

"I imagine so. Which is not good." "Is he the Demon Dax mentioned he hated?" I ask. I want to believe that this man, Keo, who Oliver told me about, was some fictitious over-exaggeration of what a Demon is believed to be. "He is. He's not like most Demon's, killing without mercy, and on an impossibly large scale," Kastriv explains, confirming my worst fears. He is real. Kastriv himself has seen him in person. How horrifying. "He's a murderer?"

Lucius is his brother and what she can’t understand is why he would lock him up. “As you can’t understand with your pitiful low intelligence,” Axl padded as he walked past her with sarcasm hinting his tone. “It’s the prophecy what the Kings and Queens of Hell, or whatever you prefer to call it – underworld, must follow. This kind of prophecy holds a terrifying punishment if not succeeded and it’s becoming a mortal. I was once the King of Hell since the prophecy wasn’t written yet on the scroll. But then, it wrote: Lucius as the king having a wife from the mortal world and me…as only a prince!” Axl smashed his fist on the table in front of him, resulting in Emily to startle. She finally took

They all stood up and bowed. “Good evening, your Majesty.” they greet and I noticed how they say majesty, but not like I care. Asher nodded his head, and they all took their seats on the floor. It is so weird to see redskins, red eyes, large horns, and wings. They creeped me out, but I didn’t show it. “My lady seems a bit under the weather,” one demon said and eyes were on me, waiting for my response. I looked at the demon and he was sitting right in front of me. I smiled at him.

The knight remained quiet for a moment before speaking. “You can ask whatever you want now,” he said. “Before we arrive.” Lyria didn’t hesitate. “What is the king like?” The silence stretched. “Dangerous,” he answered at last. “Unpredictable.” “Cruel?” “Worse.” Lyria tightened her grip on the reins. “Why do they call him the Demon King?” The knight exhaled slowly. “Because he is not like other men.” She looked at him. “That explains nothing.” “He took the throne at eighteen. His own family tried to take it from him.”

I asked curious, my voice low, a little over a whisper. ‎“Welcome to the Demon games player 101, Melissa Miller." ‎The voice echoed from the unprecedented ball of light, and a cold chill crept up my spine. ‎“Where the fuck am I?" ‎########################## ‎

They could drain a werewolf’s strength just by touching them, making them powerless. The demon king and the alpha king at the time finally agreed to separate and form their own kingdoms. The demon king formed a bigger kingdom with powerful soldiers. He was known for ruling with an iron fist. But everyone knew one thing. Demons never came here, and werewolves never went there. Why was he here? His fingers gripped both sides of my arms tighter. “You are trembling... stop,” he choked out. “You… you are a demon?” I stuttered. His jaw clenched and he bowed his head. “You were not supposed to find out. Nobody was supposed to find out.”

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

When I turn around I see one strange demon, that I have never met before. "-Who are you and what are you doing in my castle? I ask the demon. -I am sorry your Majesty, my name is Dean, and I am here as a gift from your partner, my only master, ruler of hell, Cade. The demon replies while bowing before me. -A gift you say? What exactly can you offer me that I might need? -Anything that your heart desires, my sweet queen. The demon replies while measuring my hot naked body, trembling with the desire of having me.