Demon Queen Novels & Stories

Just to look at her was truly spell binding. Behind him in the main hall a group of demons and elves laughed with mirth. As soon as the binding on Adora's name - the deceased elven queen and Victoria's mother - had been released demons and elves alike had flocked to the castle to meet their new queen and pledge their allegiance to King Sebastian.

The pain was a part of me now, as familiar as breathing. “Are you alright?” he asked, his voice filled with concern as he knelt beside me. I nodded weakly, though I wasn’t alright. My entire body felt like it was on fire, and the fever had taken hold of me again, making everything blur at the edges. “I… I don’t understand,” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper. “Why are you doing this? Why are you calling me queen?” Tariq’s blue eyes met mine. “Because you are a queen, Leah. You don’t remember yet, but you’re meant for something greater than this. Kayden and Selena, they have tried to break you, but you’re stronger than they know.”

Worship was no longer a choice, it was written into stone. A murmur rose from both realms, carried by her power. Voices that were not their own spilled from human throats, from wolf muzzles, from demon fangs. “All hail the Queen. All hail the Dominion reborn.” The words terrified Sera more than screams ever could. Her daughter wasn’t simply lost, she was rewriting the fabric of obedience, branding her name into the tongues of mortals and demons alike.

Queen Hazar suddenly stopped and gave a soft laugh that was just as sweet as her voice. “I see the same spirit as I did with Valeriu,” she stated and Lily’s curiosity flared with the flash of emotion that washed over Dorin’s face for only a second, emotion that she had never seen the vampire express ever. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Lily. Allow me to introduce my council,” the queen said, turning her attention to Lily again. She waved her hand at the surfer guy, and he stepped forward. “This is Crocell. He’s a demon,” she explained. Surfer guy, a demon? Lily thought, amazed.

Selenian said. - What's more, for the first time, we have the queen of demons and representatives of the demon summit. - Selenian said, presenting the demonic woman with purple skin, pink hair between the sides like pink flames, between her pointed and twisted horns above her head, in an S shape, which meet. In which she called herself Jasmine, her breasts full on her sculptural and muscular body with lines and pink flames all over her body, she had claws and nails, wearing only a bra and panties, a high heel shoe, at her side.

The demons are definitely not happy with this union. Alma has been a terrible queen, and her reign has brought nothing but terror. If anyone commits a petty crime, she kills on the spot. If anyone irritates her in any way, she also kills on the spot. She killed a maid because she asked for hot water for her tea, but the water wasn’t hot enough for her taste. She forced everyone to pay a huge amount of tax, both the poor and the rich. Now the poor are dying and the rich are becoming poor, and nobody can run away because the portals are locked. They definitely miss the former king and queen, and they regret treating her badly because, no matter how they treat her or gossip about her while she

Despite the light emanating from the Pentacle, the air was icy cold. Then the ground seemed to crack wider open like a glass and pouring through the shards came a horde of dark shapes, humanoid but twisted, gnarled and faceless, howling out a soundless scream that punctured the ears of the witch. It did not seem to affect Aosoth though. She cackled and her beetle-like eyes grew bright with a manic light as she raised her hands higher and the demons poured forth. Icy wind burned the witch as more humanoid demons came through the band of light within the Pentacle. The air stank of sulphur and ashes.

He was reading the demon history book. The Lycan King took a deep breath. This was bigger than they expected. "This is the ancient book of demon rituals and history. It says here that the only way to resurrect the death angel is to shower his tomb with the blood of four Queens. The Lycan Queen, The Vampire Queen, The Dragon Queen, and lastly my Demon Queen. Which I haven't fucking found yet up to now! Motherfucker!" Lucifer slammed his palm in his mahogany desk. The wood cracked. On the verge of splitting in half, he snatched his laptop in time.

She didn't look to be much older than Mare but she was slightly taller and that advantage made her look down her nose as she spoke. She took a step into the hall and Mare fought back the urge to hug her arms around her body. Did the hall suddenly turn cold? "What is it that you say?" Vallezarii asked. Mare's eyes snapped to his face. The tone of his voice... "Your Baryn concubine will not sully the queen's seat..." "There is no queen." "Her memory leaves on..." "There is no queen!"