Demon King Novels & Stories

“Or a life deviant?” “True deviancy has always been a tricky subject,” Anrik answered. “I doubt anyone would want to go against a fully primed true deviant. History tells us Trenon was a death mage as a demon king and it took a platoon of invokers, all battle mages, to face him.” “Trenon was a demon,” Sharmin interrupted. “They’ve always proven a tasking ordeal to deal with regardless of deviancy. A human death deviant—”

The male demon turned her face to face his followers who were present. "Let's party!" King Asmodeus shouted at his people as the new king of hell and his kingdom. The situation that was originally solemn became noisy, everyone was happy, dancing with all the dances on the dance floor. The sound of strange music that Ardina had never heard sounded sweet to her ears. But she didn't fully enjoy the echoing music. Ardina looked bored. There was no happy expression on her face. Sitting alone while everyone was enjoying the successor coronation party for the Demon King.

V. The demon king, Lucifer Black is the most dangerous and brutal demon. He is the cruel and dark king of the devil's kingdom named Lucifer's hell. The demon of deception and savagery. He loved to kill, and had dark magic that could rip his enemies into pieces quickly of a second. Going against him meant death because he is the strongest demon in the realm. He was merciless and everyone feared him, even his family. His body, his features, and his voice had authority among the whole demons. And looked like he was made for the night of all of its sins... Years of war and battle made him cold, his enemies made him more ruthless.

Chaska grinned slightly and approached the demon sitting on the couch next to my father. "Uncle Boyan, it's been ages since I've seen you," Chaska said happily and the attractive male smiled, his orange eyes twinkling as he accepted his nephew's hug in greeting. I noticed Grace watching the large demon. He was big and tall with large curling black horns and thick forked tail. His thick dark hair was full of waves. "Boyan is next in line for Drorzon's crown," my father informed Grace and I. I neared Grace and grinned.

What a hybrid of a being The King is! "Yeah...His father was a Demon-Wolf, A large on at that! Too large from what I've heard. Making Bahm half Dark Wizard and half Demon-Wolf." He brings the fluffy covers over our heads. Sleep taking him over as we've talked for an extremely long time. I think I'm starting to see the sky turning blue.

One drop of my venom could poison an entire barrel of water. Actually, I'm quite catlike. Have you seen an angry cat? They strike their enemies with their tails...and so do I. Sometimes, I miss. Sometimes, I don't. Why not, really? I am a half-demon, am I not? An unholy creature? You bet! A crown assassin? Absolutely. Too bad for me, though, half-demons aren't fit to be kings. I fell into a trap; I served the crown so well that I ended up wearing it, and it doesn't want to let me go. How did it happen?

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 t

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

He said. What the hell have I done!!, why did I even believe in such a thing, I had no idea what I was doing and this is the consequences. But maybe he is just like my guardian angel or something like that. “What are you?!.” I asked, if he wasn’t the Greek god of luck what is he!. “I am the Demon king!.” He replied with a sinister smile. I ran towards the door, this is no joking matter I was in the same room as a Demon king!. Before I could run two steps the door in front of me closed and I heard a clicking that indecated the door has been locked.

The air was thick with the scent of incense, which adds to the ominous atmosphere, and I was feeling unease creep over me. "Get up and let me see your face." His deep, menacing voice rumbled, cutting into my head as I stood abruptly, gazing at him straight in the face, causing terror to shake me uncontrollably. The Demon King sat upon his throne, his towering form casting a dark shadow over the grand palace hall. His skin was a deep shade of obsidian, and his eyes glowed with an intense crimson light. His horns curved menacingly from his forehead, and his sharp fangs glistened in the flickering candlelight.