Custom Made Demon King Novels & Stories

The King’s body expanded to thrice his usual size and his hands turned into monstrous claws filled with dark flames conjured by the black magic residing inside him. “His true form revealed at last” Malik muttered from behind Colter, Dyron’s true form, the king of darkness resembled a large demon like creature filled with rage and anger, his fangs were sharper than swords, his body swelled with the dark energies he has consumed all these years. “Finish it, my son!” Malik commanded his son who immediately complied.

It has three blue-grey gems – a big one at the center and small ones beside it. “I’ve asked permission for your parents and they agreed. Emily, I am willing to live the rest of my life with you and I will marry you once again after you graduate college.” He started. Words were caught up once again in her throat. Her heart beat excruciatingly hard against her chest, “What about Hell?” “Hell has its own king.” “Who?” “Alfred.” “Alfred, the mortal butler?” Her eyes widened, “That couldn’t be! He’s gone!”

he added, the son of the demon king stomping his wand, then disappeared from before them. Sometimes, things that should look evil, aren't necessarily evil. In fact, the figure nicknamed the devil has a very firm nature and is not angry. Because he was only created to be the heir to the throne of the demon king who will disappear. The age of the devil is only up to a hundred years, if it is a hundred years, he will be destroyed. Those who have a demon king lineage, have no name, they have only nicknamed the heir, king, and also the king's consort.

Kyros snarled. Placing the magazine in her hands on the table, cupping her hands to the sides of her lips Esmeray whisper yelled at the Demon King from across the table. "His ugly balls. I have them preserved in a glass jar as a souvenir. I like to stare at them while drinking demon brew. It calms my nerves. Gives me peace." The Demon King's face turned an ugly shade of red at her admission. Involuntary laughter erupted among the armies the Monarchs had bought along them. With their supernatural hearing, everyone had heard Esmeray clearly.

The demon king is a terrifying visage. His face is covered with a black mask that is long and has two creepy looking horns that are extending from the top part. He’s wearing a sturdy looking armor that covers him from head to toe. However, that is the least bloodcurdling part of his presence. My eyes are drawn to the creature that he is standing upon. It’s a dragon. A flying dragon. A dragon with wings My shock is immense. And that’s not all.

This was a question that would lead him to peaking out the training room door, hoping for his first glimpse of the demon king. The castle was quiet despite the multitude of visitors and guards purched at the ready. The Demon king lived up to his name, with blood red hair and piercing black eyes, he in no way looked friendly. To other Demons he was a casanova, taking more than a few lovers, but refusing to marry. He stood tall and fierce as he stared the Angel king dead in the eyes. "Well well. What do you plan on bargaining with this time? You have nothing to offer and you time is running thin." He smirked, his voice sultry and deep. The angel king stared daggers at the other, showing no fal

They all fantasized of having the freedom to explore the planet and being able to consume the different delicacies prepared by humans, vampires, and werewolves, among other things. A little farther into the cave, there was a large golden royal chair, and seated on it was none other than the new demon king, the son of the former demon king who had been killed in the previous fight. With his bloodshot eyes, you had the impression that you were staring directly into the eyes of the devil himself. He was not in his genuine monster shape; instead, he took on the persona of a gorgeous, wealthy human businessman in order to appeal to her sensibilities. It appears that he had detected her presence i

They all fantasized of having the freedom to explore the planet and being able to consume the different delicacies prepared by humans, vampires, and werewolves, among other things. A little farther into the cave, there was a large golden royal chair, and seated on it was none other than the new demon king, the son of the former demon king who had been killed in the previous fight. With his bloodshot eyes, you had the impression that you were staring directly into the eyes of the devil himself. He was not in his genuine monster shape; instead, he took on the persona of a gorgeous, wealthy human businessman in order to appeal to her sensibilities. It appears that he had detected her presence i

"What made you think I want something?" "Why did you save me?" "You called for help." He said simply reminding her. "You are a demon." She pointed still suspicious of his intentions. "As I said early am half but now The King of demons." He corrected. Riel froze in place. The King of demons? He was the man who took over the demon empire by himself. And making himself the king of demons? That story of a hybrid creature who brought havoc and chaos to the demon empire and single handedly made them obey and follow him.

like mental trauma old woman:- in his case black king rule his demon so he will be always Loyal to him and serve him. demon told him about this ring and 10 nature goddess demon:- velliam 10th goddess of nature. give me cured. I was devil I attempted to steal her power , but I failed she cused me, she split me into two identity. one is my consciousness like I am inside you and my body is transformed into that ring. we are one and that why I choose you as my master so you can reunite me with my body. by wearing that ring on your middle finger