Demon Wang's Golden Favorite Fei Novels & Stories

Zhou Tian was confused, so he asked Xiao San to call the people who were keeping an eye on them. "Hey, we're in the casino. Where's he?" Xiao San called and asked. " Master Xiao, I'm right behind you." The person who was staring at them said. Xiao San looked back and sure enough, Li Fei, who was staring at them, was coming over. He waved at Li Fei and motioned for him to sit down. "Where is he?" Xiao San quickly asked Li Fei. Li Fei greeted Zhou Tian first and then said, "That Wang guy was very excited about gambling just now. Now he is taking a foreign girl into the lounge."

Before she could lift her leg to kick him, she heard a familiar husky, low rich baritone voice with a teasing tone in her ear : " Little feisty girl, Do you like hugging me so much? " The same sarcastic words again. Fang Wei Wei struggled to get rid of his arms that held her like an iron cage. She turned around and said angrily : " Pretentious guy. It's not me who hugged you willingly. who tell to catch me?" Han Fei Ye didn't reply, he looked at her with his enchanting, dazzling black eyes. When Fang Wei Wei makes eye contact with him, his eyes were like a bottomless abyss scanning her, coupled with that attractive smile of his.

“Come back to me, Fifi!” “Let me go! My name is Wang Que, not Faye! I am Wang Que! Not Faye!” Faye was unusually agitated. In fact, she even scratched and bit Zayn’s arms. However, Zayn remained unrelenting. He wanted to bring Faye back home with him, and give her his true love and sincerity.

And I wanted to become as awe-inspiring and menacing as he was. Meanwhile, the demon wrapped his wings around himself and all of a sudden, started shrinking. In a minute, the pangram contained a rather cute-looking noble. You'd never guess who he was if you didn't know! He had golden hair, blue eyes, and marble-white skin. He was so thin, you'd think he would break if you blew on him. Instead of a whip, he had a rose in his hand. The rose was the last straw. I had no words. Yet the demon finally spoke up, like wind roaring outside the windows of the old tower.

"You've never told me your feelings, Xavier. But you don't have to because I knew you loved me from the start" "You are spatting gibberish" the demon instantly grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand from his face but Jett didn't miss the twitch in his eyes. He tried to keep it up but his chest felt tighter and tighter by the second as his other hand reached into his pocket where the little dagger stayed hidden while he didn't look away from Xavier's eyes.

He slid his hands into his pockets as he frowned. "You must think you're something, you must really think you are something." He continued to mutter to himself. Delilah's smile broadened as she watched him stand in front of her. She must have known he was furious, just like other demons, Delilah fed off emotions. The most delicious one to her was rage…she fed on the rage of the people who surrounded her. He could tell his rage was really giving her joy and audacity. "What?" She mumbled, spitting on the ground, blood splattered on the ground beside her bare feet.

I hear Meg laugh. "I seem to be very popular," I observe as Diana lets me go. She nods in agreement. "I don't think it can be helped. Seeing as how you're going to be with the king of the werewolves for his life. I get a little jealous when I think he gets to have such a cute little raspberry like you for his mate!" Diana says. I smile humbly. "Oh, by the way, thanks for bringing such a delicious looking pie for us to eat," says Meg.

My heart was beginning to beat hard against my chest as I fearfully awaited the completion of his sentence. "I only got a response from King Montero, and he's agreed to pair you with his second son, Hyde," his words hit me hard across the ear. Hyde? The name resounded horrifically through my head. The most ruthless being considered to ever walk the earth. He was called the Demon King. Everyone was terrified of him including his father, I could tell it was pretty much the reason he wanted to trap him into marriage. Suddenly, my painful rejection that had taken place a few minutes ago felt like a lightweight compared to the bomb that had just been dropped on me.

My mouth burned the moment his member entered but the pain only made me want more of him. At first it was difficult as his dick was too big to fit in my mouth, but seconds later, I adapted. I soon found myself sucking his juicy cock, drool dripping down my lips as my head bobbed up and down. It didn't take me long to realize that this wasn't his doing any longer, but mine. I wanted him badly, to have his burning cum coating the walls of my mouth. I wanted… the Demon King. I know it sounds like a lot, but it didn't start here. Let me tell you how I summoned the Hell Overlord–and made a deal I couldn't escape.

Rain opened the huge mahogany doors with all her strength and in stepped my grandmother, Cecelia Von Speltsper. Lady Cecelia, or grapy, as I liked to call my grandmother, was the woman who found me. She said she had been out riding when a ray of light fell from the sky and there I was. I don’t know if that story was true or if it was made up to cover my origin as a hybrid, but she was the one who discovered I had the mark of a phoenix on my back and that I was to be the next Demon King. Lady Cecelia was King at the time and none of her five sons and two daughters had the mark.