Demon Lord Milim Novels & Stories

' I pondered, lost until I felt another rough tap. "Are you deaf?" The harsh tone came, and I shuddered unconsciously, turning to see Don Lucien Moretti, the terrifying head of all Mafia leaders, glaring down at me with his icy, blue eyes. A huge lump formed in my throat as I reared backwards in shock before looking down to realize that I was naked, with just a duvet covering my body. I looked back at him to see that he was butt-naked too, with the sheet in between us covered with blood.

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

Looking at the dark miasma with a combination of a thunder surrounding the place and the terrifying fortress of the dark lord of the devildom in the center of it, made him proud and pleased. "What a magnificent setting!"Mir murmured. Then his mind went to the day why he needed to go to the human world. Mir was the servant of A'an (A'an was one of the pillars of the dark lord in the devildom) and he was the one A'an sent to investigate the human who was responsible for obliterating the whole army of monsters of Deo. Because they couldn't believe that a mere human could defeat Deo, a strong servant of Egor who used the magical potion to enhance his magical power ten times. So they wanted to co

Elroy felt his neck, bothered by Lukas words. "Rank three are called summoners, they are selfish people as I put it, who offer their blood as sacrifice to the spirits of ancient sorceresses or forces of untold realms, in exchange for dark magic, thinking power is everything.” “Don’t let them scare you though, they are not as tough as forces or ancient spirits,” Mira guaranteed. “That's not even reassuring,” Elroy spoke worriedly. "They are even in the rank three realm." “Rank two demons are called Behamolts, they come as children at first then transform into a mighty beast, body of a bull standing on two legs, head of a ram, teeth of a wolf and claws of a bear.”

"Spread your legs more, Andrea. I'll give you the best fuck in this world now." My eyes widened when I saw his leather pants disintegrate into ashes. Whoahh! Wow... I guess this is one of the perks of being a demon huh? Then, I saw IT. My mouth quickly salivated without me even noticing. Prince of Lust definitely was a fitting word for him. He was huge! A commando. A major-general. A warhorse! Yes, I blinked many times unable to believe that that would soon penetrate me.

The driver gave him appreciation by as he got off the truck. First light Academy was arranged at the western piece of the Academy Sector. It offered courses in different teaches and was positioned the fifth among twenty or so foundations in Morante City and ninth among every one of the institutes on the Grindia Continent. A sculpture of a young lady who looked around twelve to thirteen years of age killing a tremendous mythical serpent with a jeweled sword should have been visible at the entry. This courageous little youngster was the Dawn Goddess Loria. She is the little girl of Singwa, the divine force of light, sun and war, and Daphlyn, the Silvermoon Goddess. In the Grindia mythos, it wa

But we did manage to fight off the Demon who had taken over Uncle John. "Thankfully, Malum is dead," Dominic points out. "He is, or I should say, was one of the most powerful Demons in the underworld. But there will be more and we must be prepared." He places the mirror next to the bed and takes my other hand. "Like getting more crystals?" I ask. "Let me worry about those," he says in a hurry, and it's obvious that topic is off limits. "Well," I take a deep breath, "I guess I should brush up on my fighting skills and learn some Latin." I smile, trying to lighten the mood.

Humans call the leader of the demon race the demon lord, because of his cruelty and strength. See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

Furrowing her brows and with undisguised disdain, Arianna asked (Melissa had no doubt that this was definitely a demoness): Kombo is your name? “My name has surrendered to everyone,” grumbled Mila, tired and exhausted by the caresses of the demon. “Your master has a combo,” she explained, “brunette, brown hair, redhead, and me, blonde.” The redhead giggled, but, recovering herself, took on her former haughty air. “We have rules,” the demoness continued. “I am very glad that you have a strict order in everything,” Melissa interrupted. - You can continue to follow them. I'm not against.

Damon's POV Milo's body went limp in my arms, his head lolling against my chest. But I could still feel the contractions wracking through him, could see his face contorting with pain even in unconsciousness. His body was tearing itself apart, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. "Milo," I whispered, my voice breaking. "Milo, please. Stay with me." Millen's laugh echoed through the temple, cold and triumphant. She stood at the entrance with her soldiers fanning out behind her, blocking our only escape route. The fear that had filled her eyes moments ago was gone, replaced by vindictive fury.