Demon Wang's Golden Favorite Fei Novels & Stories

Lysan felt a huge lump in his throat and he looked away. "Lysan." Dyleon grabbed his arm. "What does he want?" "He wants—" Lysan swallowed. "He wants me." Dyleon's face went white. "What?" “He said he was going to help me, but on one condition. Me. I'd be at his beck and call when he needs it.” The words tasted bitter in Lysan's mouth—how convenient. The Demon King Lysan killed in his previous life was after him now—and it wasn't good.

I heard a man’s voice nearby and I speculated that he’s a threat. “Who the hell are you?!” I stood up without any hesitation though I might get killed and asked him directly. “My name is Lucifer Denville, and I’m the demon king. And you’re Emerald Greenfield, my lovely bride,” he simply lowered his head. My eyes widen as I got to view a tall man with long black silky hair, white skin, red flaring eyes whose wearing a long black coat with golden chains around him. “H-How did you know my name?” I trembled.

The elders looked around. “We are, your majesty,” a man said, walking forward with four people behind him. He is a demon, and so are the other two; the remaining two, however, have to be a wolf based on the smell and a fae based on the look. He is a pretty and small man; only fae kingdom has such beauty, and now he is looking innocent and nervous. Well, they are known to be good people; they hate anything that involves violence or being wicked. I just wonder if this one is like them or just pretending.

This is Book Two of the Demonic Angels Trilogy, this book will not make sense unless you read ‘Alpha’s Fallen Angel’ first. Thank you guys for reading and for all the support! Aylin is by far my favorite character of mine, so I’ve been looking forward to this book for quite awhile! Enjoy :)

"Fei! I'm in the shower!" "Okay, you were taking too long so I wanted to check if you're okay." "Thanks!" "Who's the girl?" Tess asked. "Jia Fei. She's a Chinese lady. She's a hacker." "How many of you are here?" "Three." "Who's the third?" "Han Tae-ho." "Mateo?" Tess raised an eyebrow. "Tae-ho," he corrected her. "He's Korean. He's the scientist. He's Fei's boyfriend."

It might even be on Momma Fei's side of the castle! I roamed down the empty hall, informing Leolo, who stood just around the corner of the first hall that I was only taking a walk, and he nods. I noticed all the sudden pictures of Momma Fei and Bahm plastered on the walls. The many different sizes and shaped picture frames of them both, lined the walls perfectly with a big gap between the next one. Momma Fei sat on a gold, sparkly, jeweled throne, wearing a white and pink kimono and holding her fans in hand with a smirk on her face in most. Bahm stood tall and mighty behind her with his arms crossed over his chest carrying a blank and emotionless face. There was even a picture from the che

Dimitri looked at his mother who nodded, and then he looked at the strange woman whose lower body was that of a snake, and the other woman who had wings for arms and talons for feet. “Serve me,” Dimitri finally said, “but make sure to serve my people as well.” There was a sigh from among the creatures this time. The harpy was tearful while the lamia almost jumped for joy as they were given the opportunity to serve the new Demon King. They promised to serve the rest of the beast folk as well and they gathered around to escort their new king and his people through the gates.

On the right side is the Third princess, Fei Hong who wore a tight silver gown with a split in her right leg that reaches until her thigh. She's 50 years old this year but she looks to be in her early twenties and many noblemen pursue her but she remains indifferent and high just like the meaning of her name, Fei Hong, she is a "swan goose soaring high in the sky", that no one can reach and touch but can only look up at her. She is a well recognized genius in martial arts and has a very strong inner force that's why she looks very young.

His long tongue licked up the side of my neck and cheek. "You know us demons enjoy much more than mere humans, Mortas. I can pleasure you in ways you're not familiar with," he cooed and I rolled my eyes. Did no one know that Dane and Samson had been demons and one my lover. I chuckled and said,"I highly doubt that." His hand cupped my still soft member and I scowled at him.

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"