Demon Lord Valentine Novels & Stories

"I can't feel your spiritual pressure either... what happened to us?" "Valeur." Valeur, a Divine Demon Lord from their world, he was a master of all elements that made the universes. Dark and Phuture were both activately battling against him at war, but it seemed they had both been defeated and sent off to another world. "How could he kill me? I am the ruler of Divine Life!" Phuture shouted. "So-" "No." Dark cut her off, he said. "He didn't kill us, he simply sent our spirits to another world."

The dark figures standing in every corner of his empire cast their voices around with evil and planning for him to fall. The heart of it was Valentine. A fierce burning radiated out of her unyielding eyes. She did not know everything, and he feared if she ever knew would forgive him for it. It wasn't just him, however that posed a threat to her; it was the dangerous world he existed in. His enemies who were also hungry for power and vengeance had already put their crosshairs on her. For him, Valentine wasn't a human; she was merely a way to an end, a perfect pawn with which to dismantle his empire, brick by brick.

There was no other demon lord that owned a very sensual flame but the Demon Lord Asmodues the Lustful! “Faster, girl!” Sylvia’s ears twitched once more upon sensing the lustful demon lord’s movement. Her throat parched from dread. The halfling screamed at the back of her restless mind. ‘Once the Demon Lord Asmodeus the Lustful interferes with the talk between Apollo Sky and his father, shit will go down! There is a clear rift between the arch angels and demon lords right now ever since the death of the headmaster who is always the neutral ground of the two races!’

It was a smooth and deadly sound. “Ansel? That one is mine,” I heard Valentine’s voice. The man called Ansel shrugged and let go of me. “I thought she’s just someone else held captive.” “She’s just someone else, alright,” Valentine said, fishing both his hands inside his jeans pocket. “Someone that can make Vlad weak.” Ansel arched an eyebrow and smirked. “Oh! That woman! I see,” he said. “Exactly.” “Clever,” he said and tapped Valentine’s shoulder. “I thought she’s someone we can share like her.”

What were portals and what was this all about? "Tell that annoying wolf of yours to create a distraction for you to slowly siphon more energy! I don't care how you do it, just GET IT DONE!" Valentine growled out as he took a long gulp from a goblet he was drinking from. The man was handsome and was dressed in very nice attire, but I couldn't get passed what Valentine had been drinking. Blood. He was a vampire; a pretty powerful one too from the way he carried himself. That’s what that atrocious scent is - the stench of a vampire.

"Dominixe...?" Dameta chuckled bitterly. "See you again, Papa... I am going to kill you again for the second time around." She smiled menacingly. "I, Dameta, am the seventh daughter of the Moon Goddess, and the Goddess of Time shall return Valerian Leveaux the day before it has all begun." That was the last thing I heard before Dameta grabbed me.

I mean, I like Valen and want to get to know him, but at this point, he’s still a stranger to me, and the realization that he can influence my thoughts is rather scary. “No. You can break it if you wish,” Valen whispers slowly, wincing like the thought itself has caused him pain. I nod, relieved a little at that thought. “Right. Um, I need to process. How about you ask another question, then I’ll go again?” “Lovely,” Valen says with a clap of his hands, then nods for me to continue our hike down the mountain. “Now, about your Senior who ended up being a Demon. What was his name again?”

I walk to the large windows and look out over my estate, wondering if the hunters are closing in already. “So Church’s Fated is an enemy, huh?” Valentine says, joining me by the windows with a tumbler of blood. “I’m sure no one saw that coming, especially not Church who openly despises humans.” “Don’t remind me,” I say and take a swig of my glass. “He’s not even 200 years old and has met his Fated; what the fuck is the Goddess planning with this?”

He halted and bit his lip. “Do you like me, General?” Kat gave him a languid smile. He glared at her. “You’re lucky the most powerful vampire ever known has clearly laid claim to you.” He growled. “Most powerful…I guess that’s why he managed to…” Kat saw the General’s eyes darkened in want. “Do you think you could handle me?” Kat stood up and sat down in the chair again with an amused smile. “I am favourite of Demon Lord Basille, one of the nine overlords in the Demon Realm…how do you think I am expected to behave for him?”

Every member of the pack going hunting and bringing back their best game, the priest offered the sacrifices and appealed to the goddess as he was a means of communication between the packs and the goddess and after a while, he left them alone. Valerie, exhausted walked slowly to her bedroom, she sighed as she laid back down on the bed and watched some of her pack members howling in pain, whatever punishment the goddess had in store for was one that was unbearable and she was seeing it already. ******* The bright light came back and only this time it was a peaceful illumination, the light wasn’t as strong as it was the last time she saw it. Valerie fell to her knees and pleaded. “I don’t know