Demon Lord Leon Novels & Stories

“Come ou-“ before I could finish what was going to say his hands grip my hair and tilts my head so we’re face to face. Fuck. I reach my hands up as I simultaneously released a burst of power outwards. Demon powers are only at full strength in the underworld but up here it’s barely even a whisper. But the force that slammed into me and cancelled out my powers told me this Demon was on another level. He was one of the higher station hunters. “Now try not to struggle and let’s just go.” His voice was deep and low like if he was bored and I was an announce. I stay silent, shaking with rage.

‘Yeah sure Mr grumpy pants, I would certainly stick everyone one of your rules right in my brain’ is what I would love to say, but I'm thinking that will certainly get me kicked out instantly. I only gave a sharp soft nod, my eyes hinting no fear to him as his hands gestured I take my leave, and so I did. With the door shutting close, I let out a heavy sigh, laying my head and body to the wall, closing my eyes.as I took in deep breath of fresh air that lacked that beta aura of his. “Ohh my is that the Leon Darkwood that came in today? He looks so handsome,” a demon's voice squealed silently, as a couple's footsteps seemed to come closer.

Leon was too focused on getting an answer from him that he didn't see two men leave the group or warrior standing together. Reinhardt looked at him. "You can do whatever you want to do with me but trust me, you aren't going to get what you are looking for. Get that?!" With one last punch from Leon, Reinhardt fell to the ground, unconscious. As he stared down at Reinhardt's body, he heard a voice behind him. "What have you done to my Beta, you demon!" Leon turned to see Lucien standing at the other side, right before his warriors. He scoffed and kicked his side. "He's going to be fine in no time."

Dean smirked softly, amused to see the behavior of these two friends. "No life is as easy as our plan, Lord have their own plan," said Dean. "There is always plan B plan C until plan AA... like the column in excel, after Z there is AA..."' said Ariesta while shrugging. But Dean remains worried. These two friends try to play destiny. But he decided to keep his mouth shut, he was behind the scenes when they needed him, as usual. Now let them cool off their emotions. "Let's have breakfast?" invite Dean.

The weapons glowed with strange symbols. "What–" Maddie began but started to cough. Smoke had filled the room. The burning demon was still running around the diner. The other three demons were crouched, and growling like rabid dogs, their saucerlike eyes glowing with a manic light. One of them let out a loud howl like a wolf and pounced towards Cassie. She screamed and there was a sudden hot burst of light as the sword in her hand blazed up. Cassie leaped forward, sweeping her weapon at the demon, her skirt billowing behind her. In the light of the Celestial Blade, the demon’s appearance was unpleasantly visible: black, scaly skin, a gaping black hole for a mouth, bulging, orblike eyes, and

“Go back to your room and study.” She murmurs before turning her back to me. I went into my room again and took my notebook out of the bag. I raised my eyebrows when I heard Relyon’s voice outside the house. He’s Uncle Leo’s son. Uncle Leo is also my Mom’s brother. Relyon is only 11 years old. What is he playing? It’s still bright outside... Wait, why does he seem to shout? Because of curiosity, I looked out the window, and I saw him looking up at the tree and shouting.

She knew that there was something about her son, but suddenly being told that he is going to be Demon King is just too much. “The Prophecies never lie,” the Lamia replied, “and we knew it right when we felt the Lord’s presence. He is the King that we have been waiting for.” The Lamia turned to Dimitri this time, “My Lord, we have been waiting for you all our lives, please allow us to serve you for the rest of it.” Dimitri looked at his mother who nodded, and then he looked at the strange woman whose lower body was that of a snake, and the other woman who had wings for arms and talons for feet.

"Did we not all receive the official execution reports stating that Lyra was completely dead during the exact time Alpha Darren caught her attempting to execute the identity switch at the northern border?" Damien just smiled mysteriously at their profound confusion, his fingers casually brushing a stray piece of dust from the armrest of his chair as he looked at the terrified leaders. "You must remember that I have spent the last fifteen years of my life cultivating the forbidden magic spells of the ancient wolf temple, and none of my personal workers will ever die before completely completing their assigned tasks," Damien explained coldly, his voice dropping to a low, commanding register th

I just didn't care for it. I caught a glimpse of him before he opened his door and came inside. All I could see was his body. He was wearing a crisp gray shirt, buttoned low enough to catch a glimpse of his bronzed chest, and a pair of black pants that were simple enough. His hair was smoothed back again, giving him a look of refined polish. But with the overbearing shape of his muscled body and the cat-like slant of his eyes it was impossible to dismiss him as simply polished. No, Leon was too rugged for polished.

But he had to move slow. The first thing he did was introduce the evil man to what evil truly looked like. One of those mornings when he chose to appear before the man’s bedside, he decided not to leave so suddenly. Nay. He stayed and looked Rell in his eyes, starting a stare down with his demon form fully on display. Young didn’t disappear until the man had sprung into action, finally reaching for his gun, with a ‘what the hell’. When he turned back to the edge of his bed, Blood, the demon version of Young, had disappeared.