Demonic Emperor Novels & Stories

His eyes settled on General Batton. “What’s your story, General? Why is his Majesty favouring you and keeping you so close to his side all of a sudden?” Batton’s jaw ticked. “I have a connection with the demon that he exploits, she trusts me.” “We could all form a trustworthy connection given the chance…” Lord Echron drawled the words out in a sinister sounding tone. Batton stepped up to him, his fangs coming out. “Don’t go anywhere near her!” He hissed.

"I thought that if I could summon a Greater Demon and kill it with evidence to present to the Caucus, they'd let me be a part of their world and finally accept that I also had something special in me. I admit my plan was way over the top. I was a desperate, stupid eighteen-year old. "Perhaps a Raum or Dragonid demon I might have had luck killing, but summoning a Greater Demon, a demon that had existed before the birth of Hunters, infact a child of Lilith and Lucifer, was unthinkable among Hunters, but I was so desperate to prove a point to the Caucus, my mom, and Hunters at large, that one faithful night when my mother was out, I stole a couple of her spellbooks, a box of chalk and a Celesti

"We are not leaving you alone in it. This job is difficult. Assassins wanted to kidnap her. She's Mafia Head's wife. And pregnant. A lot of enemies, Devil." "Someone has to do it." Devil snarled under his breath. "Our men are keeping close eyes on him." Dragon said. "I should be your boss, so none of you could disobey me." Devil said in a cold and frustrated voice. They all laughed. "Should we call you BOSS? Or Devil The Boss?" Beta mocked. The corners of his lips curled up.

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

Empress Park snarled gritting her teeth. "His Majesty the Emperor arrives." a eunuch outside announces. "Leave me alone, let him see that I am miserable!" She push Lulu away and she even wrinkled her red brocade robe. The door was push open, a majestic man came in, his long hair flutters against the wind, his black robe with dragon embroidery moves with his body. He look like a deity. "Empress, I heard you are sick." Empress Park abruptly stood up, making her stumble a bit, she bowed gently, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

It took Macchiato and Caramel several seconds to realize the lord hadn’t given her proper verdict, but instead, she extended their lives for two months. They blinked, confused, their eyes widening as they helplessly let Shadow walk away as fast as she entered this territory. And only when the excruciating pain attacked their head did it dawn on Macchiato and Caramel just who they had run into, who they had spoken so easily with, who they had betrayed. She was and still is the crazy emperor that had a terrifying nickname. Lucifer. Name that befitting her twisted personality. “Agh!” Macchiato discarded Latte’s unconscious body to the ground as his throbbing head felt like it was on the verge o

the old Eunuch proudly announced as he gestured to the rows of women standing in the grand hall. “Before that, I have a very important announcement to make. The woman who manages to become pregnant with the Crown Prince’s child will be immediately promoted to the Empress of the Flame Dragon Empire along with the Crown Prince ascension to the throne as the new Emperor. As per the traditions and customs of our Empire, the Crown Prince is only able to become the Emperor once his woman is pregnant with an heir to secure the royal bloodline. I sincerely hope that the future Empress of this Empire is one of you lovely ladies standing in this hall,” the Emperor announced in an authoritative booming

He smirked, "You rubbed off on me thousands of years ago, Your Grace." "Brat," Xerxes muttered, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Ancient of days." Xerxes’s jaw dropped. "Coming from an almost four-thousand-year-old? That is just wrong, and you know it." A genuine smile finally graced Daemon's lips. "The scar on your face. Did you get it that night of the Eclipse Moon?" Xerxes asked, changing the subject. "Nope. Your beast did that," Daemon said in a casual, light tone. "Turns out it is true what they say; a feral knows no friend from foe, and a feral fights to kill."

Asher watched the memory unfold as if it were happening right before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, focused on the dark figure with the massive wings. "Who the hell is this?" he asked Damir internally. "That's Morgana, a high-ranking demon from the Abyss," Damir replied. A beat of silence. "This Abyss," Asher said, his tone shifting. "Where exactly is it?"