Demonic King Chases His Wife Novels & Stories

"She's right next to you, son. Please, I promise you'll be able to see her soon." The face of the King came into Cal's view. It was etched with worry and concern and exhaustion. "Father, what's happening? Where is it? Where's the demon?" Josnen put his hand on his son's shoulder. "It fled. You are both safe for now." Calder tried to focus his thoughts, to calm his breathing. “Let me see her.” The King exchanged a glance with who he recognized now as Helia, the other Fire Witch. But it was neither who responded.

he retorts. "I wasn't," I hiss, kicking him in the stomach before making my way towards the king's chamber. Moans emanate from the room, but that's the least of my concerns right now. Kicking the door open, Fedor quickly grabs a blanket to cover his wife's body, as he's still putting on his trousers. "Well, well, if it isn't Damon the fifth!" "Lower your voice, Fedor," I growl, my hands shaking. "My woman is missing, and I need answers from you and that damn wife of yours."

Next Samson pressed himself against my back and nibbled on my neck. "If the king doesn't want you I will gladly take you, lovely lady," he growled menacingly and squeezed my ass cheek. I crossed my thighs then squeezed them together and felt him pulling his cock away from my grip. "Tease," he laughed and smacked my butt. I should have cut it off with my sword. The shift was gauzy and see through, I could clearly see my dark pink areolas. At six feet I was exceptionally tall for a lady. I had sinewy muscles, nice medium size pert breasts and golden tan skin all over. I watched Samson eye me strangely and I grinned at him. His green eyes widened and he chuckled. We were chained again and broug

He was now reduced to pleading. "I doubt you really know the definition of the word care. You know what? I'll make this easy for you. Stay away from me and I'll be sure to keep my distance off you. Sounds fair?" "You don't understand. As long as I'm anywhere near you, he will find you and make mincemeat out of your skin and bones," the desperation in his voice matched the one in his eyes. Against my instincts, I sighed making an in the moment decision. "Who will find me?" A conflicted look crossed his eyes.

And now, I have the mighty dragon demon watching my back. A strange heat began to consume my heart. And a single thought was the one that spun in my mind. "Take your place, Moriah. The true wife of the king of the underworld. Embrace the crown and own it" Now, my steps were steady. I walked towards my destiny, with the strength that I never thought I had. The king's hand was within reach, and without hesitation, I took it. There was an exchange of energy, which stunned me for a few seconds, making me close my eyes. Later, when I opened them, my eyes were no longer the same.

the mage said in exasperation, “I understand why you’d defend cursed ones. They were only victims of circumstances that the Devil made to ensure his return, but how can you even defend the would-be Demon King? Do you perhaps -” Shia started to nod her head as if reading Mage Silas’ thoughts. She started to mentally instruct a vine to grow forth from the sleeves of her dress. “I do. As you can see, I am the best person to understand the plight of cursed ones, Mage Silas. And I know something about the Demon King too... You see, I might be engaged to him.” “Impossible!” The mage was positively wide-eyed when he spoke, “Do you mean to say that -”

“No demon is as strong as the royal beasts and I don’t need to remind you that the King is not just a royal beast but also the king and a vampire original. You see those witches, he would be killing them all in less than ten minutes and then he would be coming for us. We are dead, we are all dead.” “Control yourself, Queen Maleeka,” Beruka said but it was clear from her voice that she was scared to. Damien couldn’t believe his eyes as his gaze went back to the beast in the center of the witches that had dwindled to almost half compared to the number they were when they first arrived. “King Edward!” Hephzibah yelled as her eyes turned black and with that, Edward stilled as his own eyes turned

A couple of females took notice, glancing over at him and whispering to each other. "Who's that?" a small witch murmured with slight interest. "A demon," another female whispered. "He must be a berserker, to be that big. Why is he demonic? Is he looking to start a fight?" "Never had a berserker before," the small one purred. "Don't even think about it," yet a different witch warned. "He's the cursed king. The demon within controls that one. He'd rip you to pieces." They shook their heads, their expressions a mixture of pity and fear. The back of his neck heated beneath the hood of his cloak. He gritted his teeth, clenching his fists until his claws bit into his palms.

I married a man who loves me like I am his whole world. He cooks for me. He kisses me. He looks at me like I would never lie to him. But I am not who he thinks I am. By day, I am his perfect wife. By night, I hunt the kind of monsters I am supposed to kill. And the worst part is— The Vampire King I have been hunting for ten years… may be sleeping beside me every night. Clara I watched Elias sleep beside me, the rise and fall of his breathing steady in the quiet room. His face was half-buried in the pillow, one arm draped across my waist, his grip tight even in sleep.

It seemed more humiliating than to bear. “Father, I don’t think the king is neglecting you. Maybe he has some important work to do,” said the demoness to calm his father’s flame. Apart from this, she also had another intention, as she did not want to miss this chance to have the king as her husband. The charming devil was everyone’s desire, and she couldn’t contain her excitement when she laid eyes on him.