Demon Heir Novels & Stories

“You were warned, Heir. Again and again, the covenant was spoken. Flame and void must never merge. Yet you have made yourself abomination.” Sera’s chest clenched. Their words cut through her like a blade. Flame and void. Adrien’s fire. The Heir’s shadow. Twined inside him. The Heir laughed, brittle, strained. “And yet, here I am. Alive. Stronger than the dead gods you revere. I am the inevitable, born of both light and dark. Who better than I to ascend?” The Judge’s eyes flared like stars. “You are corruption. You are fracture. And you will be ended.”

Kai said, giving him a high five. Moments later, Darius and Alaric returned with their plates and sat on either side of Lily. “Two mates, both kings… aww,” Amber said dramatically. “I’m not a king—and maybe never will be,” said Darius. “Oh, come on, Darius,” Alaric replied. “It’s not like your old man has another heir.” Darina hesitated but couldn’t resist her curiosity. “Darius, how did you even become the Demon King’s heir? When we met you, you were a werewolf and an assassin—and now, a demon prince?”

---------------- Damon pov I could sense a strong energy of a demon inside my apartment. He's very powerful and he's capable of anything. He's the demon son. The blood running from his veins, the blood of a demon and human. I had to meet Felix Reid, the cambion's guardian. He must stop him before it's too late. This demon could kill me and he could be harmful to the pack. I must stop him even it's the cause of his death. I should kill him many years ago when he's still a newborn. The time has come. It's our destiny to battled together to protect the only girl we love.

The six of them were formidable in battle as well. In fact, after consuming the souls of over 100 people, one of the revenants had had his eyes opened. Another eye had appeared out of nowhere on his brow. It was no ordinary eye. It showed that the revenant was elevated and was on its way to becoming a demon general. In the legends of Dramon, all the best demon generals had an eye on their brow. It was called the Demon Eye. It could see through three lifetimes and separate light and dark energy.

He pushed the servants aside and raced towards the Fae Princess's chamber. Yet again, another one was gone. Reduced to a puddle of blood before his eyes, never to breathe and grow in this world He was the Demon Lord, possessing massive wealth and territory beyond the imagination of ordinary men. And yet, after hundreds of years, he had no heir. What would be the point of so much fortune if he didn't even have a progeny to pass it on to? In the end, wouldn't he be leaving it all to the bloody dogs and bloodsuckers?

"Not entirely human?" Cassian’s voice shook with a mixture of rage and fear. His hand was still resting on Adrian's stomach, feeling that faint, pulsing heartbeat. "What do you mean by that?" The demon’s voice resonated through the room once more, though he remained entirely formless this time. "I am a demon, Cassian. My power, my blood, will now flow within that child as well. They will be something more than human — stronger, long-lived, perhaps even possessing abilities no ordinary human could fathom."

The door opened, and my breath caught in my throat. It was Helen. Helen—my best friend. I stared in disbelief as she smiled warmly and let him inside. My legs felt like they might give out, but I forced myself to move closer. I crept toward the window, careful to stay out of sight. Inside, they were standing close, too close. Helen’s hands brushed against his chest, and then he pulled her into his arms. Their lips met in a kiss so passionate it made my stomach turn. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t look away.

And this time, she spoke a little awkwardly. "Yes, ma'am," Adit replied. "Get used to calling me Mom," Madam Sandra instructed, a little embarrassed. "Yes, mom," Aditya replied without thinking. For him, Mrs. Sandra is a woman he respects a lot, just like his mother, so whatever she tells him to do willingly. Moreover, he had received permission from his own biological mother, and although forced, the life as an heir that he never wanted he had to live today.

Murea: Demons are unique beings that possess abilities and talents only a few humans will ever have. Although we are small in numbers, we have never fallen behind. When a demon is born, his lineage and what he inherits from his parents are decided and he will live with what he is born with for the rest of his life. No one can change that. At Least that's what we thought. Not many know of this but in the Avareza Familia hidden archives, lies so many secrets that are not known to anyone.

"Do you even know what you are?" Her heart raced. She stumbled back, grabbing a broken chair leg as a weapon. But there was no attacker—just the shadows growing thicker behind her. Twisting. Breathing. And then, from the darkest corner of the room, he emerged. Tall. Lean. Eyes like bleeding stars. A man—no, not a man. A vampire. He looked at her like he’d been waiting for centuries. And then he bowed. "At last," he said. "The Bloodbound Heir returns."