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His skin was tan, his hair dark brown like chocolate, and damn, that body was perfectly built as he looked devilishly hot in a three-piece black Armani suit taking my breath away. "W...Who are you?" I asked my mate, already knowing the answer, because I felt the bond too. My mind and my heart were screaming the mate word too. " Now, why ask the question when you already know the answer to that, Princess Charlotte Petriokias?" the man asked " And, to answer your question my name is Zacharias Stone and I am the King of the demons and your fathers' age." he answers my question while taking steady steps towards me with a panty-melting smile on his face already doing a good job of making my panti

"That demon will come back in a few days to steal and do harm again. We should keep our guards up." "Aye, your highness. If only I had keen eyes to aim perfectly at that demon." "You did your best. I was at fault when I let the beast bewildered me." "I have never seen that beast before. What was it called, your highness?" Blue asked, leaning forward in curiosity. "It is the legendary Sabertooth. They said those kind of beast only follows a King." That is why it had enchanted him how that beast rescued the demon. Could it be that he is the King now? But why would someone so young and carefree as Kenshi be King of Yami knowing how powerful and manipulative the King of Hikari is at the moment.

But I held myself together, willing my wolf and heart to keep still as I couldn't control them both when they wanted the same impossible thing. King Xavier Vincenzo Steel, seated majestically in the throne upholstered with the most expensive soft material and crafted specially for the head of the household. The lycan King. It was designed with the head of a wolf and placed wherever the king sat. Somehow it had been moved to the expansive royal living room and the enemy of the territory sat in it, wielding authority naturally, and effortlessly. I halted in my steps. *** Monsters weren't supposed to be this beautiful. If my seventeen year old mind had thought him good looking, then after I had

Fail on purpose. He entered the combat ring, his eyes scanning the crowd, and he froze. Standing among the nobles, dressed in black, a man Lysan hoped he would never see again. Roman Da'Luka. The young version of the Demon king Lysan had killed in his previous life, looking extremely young and charming, with pale grey eyes. And he was looking directly at Lysan.

“Is Franklin now with the Demon King in his body?” “Not with him. He calls himself a new name though… it's erm… Te something… Tebris?” “Tenebris.” I sighed, and she snapped. “Yeah, that's the name.” She said, “Fuck!” I exclaimed. “What's wrong? Spill now, Scarlett!” Paenyrah yelled. “The Demon King that would arise in the human body, but his purpose wasn't stated, because the Demons wouldn't be dull as to tell the world what they'd do with whatever happens.” I said in realization.

"Well, it looks quite delicious." Half an hour had passed. "Hey? Why is it a Demon King again? Why is it not a Demon Prince or a Demon Royal?" "It looks... a bit delicious!" One more hour had passed. "Fuck. A Demon King again... Why isn't it a Demon Royal?" "Hey, the Demon King's body is not so delicious and I don't want to eat it any more!" One more hour had passed. "Hey, it's still a Demon King... but it seems to be at the peak of the Demon King realm!"

Before he could strike, The Demon applauded Apex’s abilities as a warrior and a fellow berserker only the strong shall be recognized while the weak shall become their stepping stone to even greater power. The lesser demon raised his weapon against the beast proclaiming his strength as he said with pride. "I am Draxor the kingslayer, these livestock are nothing lesser than a stepping stone to even greater feats of power. I ask you on behalf of the northern king for you to join us in our conquest of true power!” The Demon boasted. Apex offered no words to speak as he spitted at the demon’s offer wasting no time he punched Draxos in the chest with enough force to destroy two dozen mountains at

So that makes women blind with a demonic figure behind the bodies of the men they love. For those who ask, who is the real Master of Ceremony from this story. So you know the answer now. Here is he, the one and only Lucifer or as his human side is Ozgur Doğan. The King of all the Kings of Demons. The demon who walks among humans.

"I knocked, but nobody answered. Oh, it seemed I was interrupting something." He looked at me with his black beady eyes taking every inch of my body into his mind and licked his lips. I felt uncomfortable and hugged myself. "Do you mind if I join?" "You fucking bastard!" Dominic almost launched at the unexpected guest, but I stopped him. "Who are you?" I asked and glared. "Me?" He bowed and lifted his head with a grin. "I'm sorry to introduce myself, Princess. I'm Jakath, one of Lord - no - the future Demon King's most loyal general."

King Oannes - Mermaid Fish Demon - Spiritual Demon Lv 8 Bronze - An old man with a beard and human body but has legs like a fish 8. Gin and Gun: 2 twin demons - King Oannes' confidant - handsome face and large build - Spiritual Demon Bronze Level 1.