Demon Lord Valentine Novels & Stories

Heavy with old, malicious magic. “They are not human,” Luther growled. “Not entirely. They are the old wicked wolves.” Valentine stepped forward before she could second-guess herself. Her hands began to glow. Faint at first. Then brighter. Energy pulsed outward. The earth beneath the attackers trembled. Reacted to her presence as if recognizing its rightful authority. One of the figures moved ahead of the others. Voice deep and distorted. “Valentine Spade. Your time of hiding has ended. The prophecy unfolds, and you stand at its center.”

His voice was low and rich, making her skin tingle. “I'm sorry about what happened earlier,” Valen said as he drew closer to her, closing the gap between them. “I momentarily lost control,” he continued. Let me introduce myself, he said in his husky voice sending chills down her body. “I'm Valen, Vampire Lord of the Eastern Clan.” He said, extending his hands for a handshake, his crimson eyes watching her intently. Ella hesitated, her gaze flicking between his face and his outstretched hand. Her thoughts wandered, Are all vampire lords this powerful, intimidating, and… domineering? She quickly shoved the thought away, shaking her head mentally.

She seemed to be enjoying what was done by the young knight towards her body. The male demon paused his action for a little while. He stared deeply as well as lustfully at Janice Valeria right underneath him. “You’re also enjoying it, aren’t you? Told you... If you don’t rebel against it, don’t rebel against me, I’ll really treat you so gently and lovingly; you’ll also much and much enjoy it...”

"I would never hand her to the demons." "That is not a problem for me." Valienne stretched her right hand to the side with an open palm. "Either you would hand her over willingly or not, I would still drag her into the Demon Realm." The air around the young demon lord was stirring with a mix of demonic energy. It condensed and thickened. Half a second later, she had a glassy sword in her right hand, seemingly she pulled out of the empty air. "Valienne Vox, the ruler of the northern demon realm," she said with a frosty expression on her face. "It's considered a courtesy in the Human Realm to tell your name to the enemy you will kill, isn't it?"

Minho shouted at the damned. A cavernous sound erupted from the demon as it laughed at Minho, "You aren't in the position to make demands, Warrior. Now tell me, wouldn't you like to know the name of the one who will extinguish your light?" Minho scoffed even at his obvious disadvantage, "If you're just waiting for the chance to make an introduction. No, thanks--" "I am Vual! Great Duke of Hell." the demon bellowed, spreading his elephantine arms wide, "I am Vengeance. A loyal servant to Satan, the Prince of Wrath. And I will--"

As Valentine approached, large bullfrogs leapt on his back, impervious to his spells and waving hands. He kept swimming toward Liv. Fish surrounded Valentine, cutting him off from her. They darted in, huge mutations, teeth grabbing and pulling, in a feeding frenzy. Damonq timed Amelia’s attack, spinning to one side and clipping her hard as she rocketed past him. Darkness had shown his hand. He had to know Damonq would recognize the girl was possessed. They’d stared at each other. He’d revealed himself to Damonq. He planned to sacrifice Amelia to make his try at the children.

They were about to disperse with the intention to gather their forces and reconstruct their defense strategy when the eldest of the Red Witch remembered something. "Oh, this!" Valerie held up the cut-off finger. This was the only thing left of the dark wizard who had wreaked havoc. "Was he controlling the demonic monsters from this?" Laylin wondered out loud, ignoring his effort to get her inside. "Yes... It seems so." Valerie drawled, carefully observing the fuming half-lycan. "I can sense strong demonic energy from this." She snatched the vibrating ring off the bloody finger and wore it. Laylin looked away in disgust.

“He and his apostles strongly believe that they have this duty to save the world from demons that they cannot distinguish between rogues and us. For them, all vampires are demons. “Dimitri went through hell to escape from our grasp that even if I saw his body, I still find it impossible to believe that he died just like that. These photos proved my hunch. It’s either that dumbass faked his death through some hocus-pocus or he has a relative who is equally strong and who foolishly continued his life-long mission on his behalf.” I could only agree. “Where is Lord Valencia right now?” “I have no idea, but he said he is preparing for his return, your majesty.”

His father had shown him clearly that he didn't care. "Or maybe your witch friend can take care of them." Kwan said nodding toward the door and just then Valens barged inside. "Your Highness…" He stopped halfway when his gaze landed on Kwan. Kwan waved his hand nonchalantly. "Hello." "He is a demon." Valens warned putting his hand on his sword. “So sad, am a vampire too.” Kwan joked like he didn’t take Valens serious. “I know." Nicklaus said calmly.

"You would rather blame the inevitable on the ritual?" "So?" "It disgusts me." Devin retorted. "That the only reason I would have sex with you stems from a scenario I cannot control? It should Devin. You killed my parents and I watched you do it. Stuff like that doesn't just go away even with this forced bond you and the moon goddess won't free me from. I hate you, Devin Crow. Never forget that." With that much said, Valentine shrugged his hands off and walked towards the door but she stopped once her hand wrapped around the cold knob. There was still something she needed to get off her chest. "You know, my good friend Abigail told me that the goddess probably mated us for a reason and if th