Demon Heir の小説・ストーリー

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."

It wasn’t uncommon for vampire hierarchy to have affairs with their pets, and it seemed like Ellise despised me because of it. But, at the end of the day, Ellise would be the one to carry his heir. She bore the genetics he desired, not me. Ellise would feel his gentle touches in public. Ellise would watch their children grow up. She would grow up with him, creating family memories, and my destiny was to sit on the sidelines and watch their happiness unfold while I remained bitter and alone, only useful because of what rested between my legs.

My stomach clenched, “How bad was the dip?” “Fifteen percent two hours ago. It’s dipping fast; the investors are worried, Ari.” He answered solemnly. I shook my head, “Why is it dipping so fast? He is still alive.” “Yes, but he is incapacitated. The board needs stability.” Victor met my eyes, “You have to step in as the heir.” I laughed weakly, “I’m barely holding myself together.” Victor sighed, “Aria, you are a Valen, Sebastian’s

So I assumed we had no one else. “He gave your brother a special potion to appear dead. It wasn’t until years after that I found out the truth. He took your brother.” Potions? Magical gem? Oddly made sense to me. I didn’t say anything, waiting for her to tell me more. She moved the plates to her left and propped her arms on the table. “I said he really is the Devil because he currently rules the Underworld.” I stared at her. Contemplating again if she’s a crazy lunatic. I can process the potions and magic gems because I’ve seen it can be true. But Underworld? Like I said I don’t believe in those things. Just doesn’t sit right with me.