Demon Lord Leon Novels & Stories

“Professor, last time you told us that the first being to use magic was the Demon Lord Abaddon and that he passed down his magic ability to those who worshipped him. But why is it that humans fought him despite them praising him” Lyon was astonished to hear someone ask about the Demon Lords existence, since it was a topic tackled once by the professors and never to be spoken again. Unless a student was courageous enough to ask about it. The professor was baffled over the question of his student, the others stared at him waiting for his response, their piercing glares of curiosity made Lyon cuckle weakly. It took a few more minutes of immense staring for the professor to speak up. Lyon, knowi

Leon kept up his yells, tearing strips into the Demon of the Mist for only thinking of Eleazar as a tool to be thrown away when it was broken and useless when Eleazar had loved him and given his life for Aidan. “Kid,” Aidan interrupted, “you don’t need to say anymore.” It was then that Sophia realized Aidan was crying. Somehow, miraculously Sophia thought, the knucklehead Leon’s words had reached Aidan’s long-dead emotions. “Kid, let me borrow your dagger.” “Huh? Oh, yeah.” Leon threw his kunai to Aidan, who caught it in his teeth. The Demon of the Mist proceeded to show just how he got that name as he attacked Richard’s men with just a single dagger held in his mouth. He tore through the pa

warning about eternal fire and the devil’s grip on this generation. Leon’s hands trembled in his lap. He could feel sweat sliding down his back under his shirt. His bandaged knees ached from sitting so still, but he didn’t dare shift. Every sentence felt like it was aimed directly at him. The memories he tried so hard to bury kept surfacing — Aaron’s thumb on his tongue, the almost-kiss on the rooftop, the way his body had reacted in the shower earlier while thinking about the very things his father was now calling demonic. *Unclean. Abomination. Perverse.*

Leiya giggled when she looked at me. “Nayla," she called my attention from trying to figure out how I was floating. “This is Helion," she looked at him with the most tender eyes. “The prince of hell." My jaw dropped when I heard the words. The famous demon king that every town feared was the man who looked at Leiya with eyes softer than that of a cat. The scary, demonic image I had built in my head, with the help of everyone I cared to talk to about him, suddenly vanished from. It was instantly replaced with the man I was seeing. The tender, playful man who treated Leiya with love.

"Owen, you're the most powerful demon and the sooner you learn to control your powers, the better" "What?" "Princess Audrey, you are a flying Angel. Your powers are strong indeed but you have to learn how to control and use it. And Edmund, you're also a demon. You must learn to use your powers" explained priestess Luciana. "Hold on.... What's up with the names? I mean who's princess Audrey? Owen? Edmund? And what's up with this demon- Angel thing. It sound ridiculous, right guys" Said Ashley. "Right. Now let's leave" Agreed Alex.

Vador said to Aleister as they left the room. "Dark lord," Jadis bowed. "To what do I owe this honour," Vador said offering her a seat. Lady jadis was a white witch,she was the leader of the eastern empire.Vandora was her cousin and was sent by jadis with the approval of the council to watch Vador. Falling for the dark lord,Vandora refused to leave,she had called jadis earlier that day to inform her that the lord was having an affair with a human vampire in the royal house.

He continued to scream. The demon looked over him, before bursting into laughter. The laughter was to mock him, and waste his time. Klaus Lavon knew this. He glared at the demon and squeezed his neck even harder. Yet, he would not budge. "Kill me if you want," he started to speak, allowing a bitter chuckle to escape his lips. "But what's done is done. You cannot fight him, he has your silly human female in his possession, and he is stronger than you know."

But gargoyles they allowed to live with them. So we became the guardians of their most sacred places. The stone representations were merely made to represent what was happening. A creature that was part demon protecting a house of God. Pretty ironic seeing as how we were exiled from heaven and how the lord didn't want to hang out with us. Yeah, I'm not a big fan of him. He supposedly created us, along with everything, but he can't stand to have us with him in the same place. Gets on my nerves. And if that's how the lord of everything treats us, then I can't think of how Bennet will treat me when he sees what I truly am. And at the current pace he's going at, he's going to find out. Something

Clea was too shocked to say anything. "You're a descendant of the Goddess Fló. A sworn protector of this town and the towners. A witch that became a demon. Ohalo is awakening the formerly asleep demon energy in you." "Demon?!" Kali exclaimed again. Clea was shaken. She didn't even know what being a Demon meant. There was no way for her to believe it since she didn't even understand. No wonder. It was close to what Kali theorized;

Felen's eyes started to get tired just by looking at that color. "He's behind this door. Get ready, Milady. Maybe he'll give you a little surprise," Leon said with his hands tucked into his trouser pockets. In contrast to Felen who seemed a little tense, the man looked relaxed. "Ah," said Leon as if he had just remembered something. "The demon we're going to meet now is known as Mammon, in case you didn't know." Felen nodded. He really didn't know the names of the demon princes other than Leon because Felen had only met him once without greeting them at the Masquerade Ball Party. With the exception of Asmodeus, the principal of the Academy of (Ashmedai).