Demon Lord Frey Novels & Stories

I watched as he walked to a table which was at the corner and lifted up a small bottle. "What's your name?" He asked when he opened it. I didn't want to answer him!. I wasn't going to!. He turned and faced me seriously. "I'm called Ose. I'm the demon lord's close friend and confidant as well as one of the generals." He said then moved closer and sat at the edge of the bed next to me. "You are a female warrior, that I know. And the fact that you have a higher position than others means you are stronger. All those things are pretty impressive but I want to know your name." He said softly then moved his hand to my cheek.

"However... I can leave, but are you sure you’ll get him after I leave? He's not just mine, you know." Liana’s face turned livid at this provocation. "That's none of your concern! I have my ways of dealing with other women! Only I am worthy of him! You commoner women understand nothing about him! You know nothing about who he truly is, so how dare you monopolize him?!" Frederick was the formidable Dark Monarch—the tyrant of the Northern Frontier! He was once a figure who made the entire Imperial Capital's senate and royal officials tremble with fear!

He fought in war after war for his master, the fiery demon lord, Ivan the Defiler. Until he learned to cage his inner demon. After centuries of conditioning and pain he'd taught himself to control the vicious monster within himself, using his newfound knowledge to teach his fellow brethren. With focused logic instead of blind rage his berserkers decimated their enemies. He led his demon army into battle after battle, conquering the other clans and earning him the title of Sebastian the Vanquisher, Demon King.

Most dragons were solitary and rarely had any reason to assemble. When I was young, my mother told me stories of the supernatural wars and the great dragon generals and warriors. I was surprised the gods had decided this was enough of a fight to be worthy of a Pendragon. I listened as another man spoke. “I’m Veles, Vasili of the desire demons. I free every demon who hears this from any commands I issued while under the influence of the government. Forgive me, please. Any who have the blood of demons in them, who disagree with what has been done to supernaturals and our people, follow your heart to me and fight.” He urged.

The more distance I had, the better I could prepare for his attacks. Devere righted himself and began to hover. I used Reggie’s glamour to make him think he was seeing me hovering as well. While he was distracted, I called a demon down to take Ford to the dragons. The bleeding was severe and he wasn’t healing. The demon flew away, as I felt an arm slip around my neck.

“Three against one? You really think that’s enough?” “Bring it tootz!” They growled. “That’s Alpha you bunch of flea bitten mutts.” I let my aura start to leak out and slightly overpower theirs combined. “Or you can just call me Demon.” I said as I flashed my fangs and watched all of them go pale and run away. I never get to have any fun.

"You horrible demon! You even burned my pen and paper!" "Should I have not help your master, little one? You should be thankful that I am sparing both of your lives." "You are a demon!" "Easy there! Your heiress fell in love with a demon. Therefore, this lady is half a demon-- she has half the responsibility to honor me." "She is equal to you!" "No she is not!" Zed suddenly appeared, yawning in front of Roya. "My lord should never be compared to a half breed royalty! It's unfortunate that you serve a lowly human."

"I can't lose him," She sighed, "it's pitiful but it's what the goddess wants, she cursed him for a reason and no one can change that," she stepped forwards Jett, a little dagger materializing on her palm, she extended it out to Jett. "He's a full demon now and the only way to kill a demon is to strike his heart, make him bleed and he will return to hell," Jett's stepped back fearfully from the dagger, shaking his head. "I'm not going to kill him,"

"Peace? Oh, Freya, you're so naive. There can be no peace with those who revel in darkness. We must strike them down, eradicate their evil from our lands." "Ok, as your highness wishes. Let's do as you planned. And also, hint me when it's time for war. I lose my memories, but not my claws and fangs", Freya said proudly as she morphed into her primordial wolf form and growled in a dominant way. "And that's Freya my lovely daughter", Azure replied with a bright but evil smirk on her cheeks.

I was already losing my cool. "Hermes here is skilled in ways that you could never imagine, Demontes," Freya added. "And by skilled," Hermes cut in. "What she means is that I'm not a dick like you. Skilled with the dick though, but not a dick like you." That was definitely it. The bastard had to die now. I made to attack him but Freya stood in my way again. She turned to face Hermes and her eyes burned with fire. "You do realize that you are speaking to the most powerful figure in the West?"