Demon Lord Valentine Novels & Stories

She might not give me full detailed but I know the few she would say would give me a clue on what man he really is. It would be a lie if I say I wasn't captivated by his beauty. He looks like a Prince. Well no one knows where he really came from, I could just think he is the son of the moon goddess herself. If not he wouldn't be so handsome but the moon goddess is not evil. I couldn't sleep all through that night. I couldn't stop thinking about him. I thought of sending a message to Damion to tell him about the demon alpha but I felt it would be stupid to do so since Damion has met him before. I stood up very early in the morning and made sure to dress myself nicely. With the way the demon a

she cautioned and Vada quickly bow her head in apology “Because of the war that took place twenty thousand years ago, Samael has been in suffering and pains trying to find a cure, now that he found cure in this human, I should support his decision” she explained “Do you think a human could replace me? I’m the demoness of Vision” Vada nodded her head in support of her words and together they turn to the hall to watch more before returning back to the forest.

It was as if a veil had covered her mind, memory, and ability to think. "Just blast another of their headquarter again." It was the voice again, seemingly the continuation of the conversation fragments. This time, it was a female voice. "What the use? Dæmon's main rat hole is not easy to track. Even if you set fire on one of his headquarters, he wouldn't have cared." Another male voice again, but this time was lighter, and his tone contemptuous, laced with slight anger and mockery. "Tsk, isn't he such a ruthless person?"

Margaret tried by all means discover to what was due the presence of the king of all in that place, because this was a malevolent being and nothing good would come with his presence in that place. "We are looking for Miss Valeriam..." Dramux's words had caused a great stir, as they were all watching Elizabeth of Valeriam, who was more than obvious that she was not the one that the great demon king was looking for, who had left them fascinated and they had managed to understand why the nickname of the angel of death, because he was really beautiful, but the aura that rejoiced him was certainly terrifying.

Valerie begged desperately, "Austin, please stop saying hurtful things. I know I was wrong before, and I've apologized. What more do you want? Aren't you here because you still love me?" I shook my head. "I stopped loving you long ago. I'm only here to see how things turned out for you." "I don't believe you," said Valerie, her face turning pale. "If you didn't love me, why did you agree to let me have a test-tube baby with Eugene? If you didn't love me, why did you arrange such a professional medical team for me, taking such good care of me and..." Halfway through her sentence, Valerie had an epiphany. She looked at me in disbelief. "You did this on purpose. You deliberately found that medi

It had baffled when he was just a mere mortal, but it floored him now as a demon. Her stubborn will to be both defiantly strong and soft in his hands had caused the sadistic side of Young to rear its head in Blood, pushing for an opportunity to turn her to clay. It never made any sense how she embodied love and light at all times, even when the harsh parts of herself were shown. The demon side of Young couldn’t help but want, damn near need, to crush that light out of her. In the same token, her display of blind trust in him was a gift he never wanted to take for granted so he was torn, now more than ever.

But his voice, cold and arrogant, shattered it. "Where are you? Lucy needs a necklace for a banquet. I remember you wore that custom Valentine's piece today. Bring it over quickly." A bitter laugh echoed in my chest, mingling with despair. He killed our child for Lucy Wicker, and now he wanted to take my Valentine's necklace and give it to her? "Do you even remember leaving me alone at the bridal studio?" I asked. Caught off guard, Mike paused for a moment before replying curtly, "Are you seriously holding a grudge over that? Wedding photos can be taken any time. Why are you being so petty?"

His golden eyes snapped open, blazing. Standing over him was a man—familiar, yet not. The broken body of an enemy vampire, healing, coming back to life and animated by something infinitely older. “Grandfather,” Rio whispered. Adonis smiled faintly. “Well done, my boy. But you are not finished yet.” Junie’s heart pounded as Adonis extended a hand to Rio. “Come. Let me show you what it means to truly be Valentine.” Rio hesitated, blood still dripping down his jaw.

But as we turned the final corner, my blood ran cold. Neal stood at her door, a bouquet of wildflowers in his hand. He looked up as we approached, his eyes going from me to Valerie, then back to me. The flowers in his hand seemed to mock all my efforts. The demon stirred awake again, roaring to life. HE DARES! HE COMES TO HER DOOR WITH GIFTS! HE TRIES TO GET CLOSE TO HER AGAIN. The world tinted red. I could feel my control slipping, the demon rising to the surface, ready to claim what it said was ours.

Vera asked, Valerie squinted her brows "Is there something i can help you with ?" Valerie asked. "Yeah, I think it'd be fun to watch me serve the girls Lord Storm rescued; i told you he is actually an angel in heart, Lord Storm is a mafia Lord whom everyone fears so much, But he dedicated his life to save these innocent lives from dangerous people like derek,, He has been doing this for years !" Vera said, as she smiled and walked away and Valerie hurriedly followed behind her.