Demonic King Who Chases His Wife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The king continued, his tone leaving no room for argument: “All those women who claim to love me… they pursue nothing but the ambitions of their fathers. If I am to be stabbed in the back, I will at least choose the reason myself.” The advisors exchanged brief glances, but none spoke again. None dared to openly contradict the Demon King, yet neither could they pretend complete conviction. Lady Elinor was, without question, a beautiful woman—delicate, refined, harmonious in her features—but she was far from the most dazzling among those who had once held the king’s attention, and every man in that room knew it, even if none possessed the courage to say it aloud.

She chuckled out loud thinking that even if he found his fated mate, he still wouldn't be able to control his demonic desire for lust. "Bring me Vehonia! NOW!" She Roared. She throws another sharp dagger between the legs of the werewolf man and pulls at her hair. She had recieved noticed that the King left The Vampire's Greeting party a few days ago, to go play around with some woman in a human village, deep in the jungle. Now this angry woman, wasn't allowed to go to those human villages, as the humans knew her very well, but mostly because the humans knew her weaknesses thanks to The Demon King.

An uneasy silence gripped the courtyard as every pair of crimson eyes remained fixed on the woman standing upon the ancient altar. No one moved. No one dared speak above a whisper. The sacred ceremony that had united every Vampire King with his destined queen for over a thousand years had become something no living soul had ever witnessed before.

I smirked while playing with my scythe, eyeing him intently. He is Warrick, the King of the Demon Kingdom, who was blessed directly by the Demon God and undefeated for centuries. He had killed and slave humans while taking advantage of their weaknesses. This demon should be punished. Then, King Desmond and Vladimir—the fake King of the witches, joined the giant demon. I smirked as I read King Desmond's and Vladimir's mind. Vladimir said, 'Tsk. This girl is weak.' "Don't underestimate me, Vladimir," I said but didn't look at him and he was dumbfounded.

King Timodore gave his full force and hacked his wife faster and faster; he never stops, until both of them exploded into that dimension of happiness that only a few living creatures could reach and enjoy. Outside, about to knock on the bedroom door of the King and Queen of Glodeous; Dreckos suddenly stopped as he heard some rapid breathing coupled with moans. Dreckos’ hand hung into the air with his mouth opened. He felt something and promised to himself that he would really start to find his wife, soonest!

The Demon King thought triumphantly to himself. “Ma’oz, meet Dorthy, my best friend. Dorthy, this is the Demon King, slash my temporary husband.” “How can anyone think he is your husband?!!? He looks nothing like Montgomery Lewis!” Her comment caught his attention. Both Journee and Ma’oz spoke at the same time. “You see the real him/me?” “Don’t you see the same?” Dorthy looked from Journee to Ma’oz, and back to the Demon King again. Confused. “How can anyone miss those red eyes, and…and…and that!” She pointed at the whole of the male in the room.

I wanted to speak up and put him in his place, but Jamie beat me to it. "Shut up! you scoundrel. She is the queen and the wife of King Carl, how can a low life like you open your disgusting mouth to say you want her. Do you want to die?" Jamie rasped. The amusement in Draco's eyes was now replaced with a dangerous glint. "Queen Zara, I won't ask again. You can either come with me of your own accord or forcefully." I scoffed. "Draco, I would rather die than go with you," I yelled.

"His majesty is one of the oldest unmated vampires in the realm. Do you really think he's even searching for his mate?" "What creature wouldn't?" The second one sighed as though tired of the first one's questions. "And a king at that. He needs an heir. Of course he's searching for his mate. And even if he weren't, what business is it of ours?" She snapped. "Hush now before someone hears us. I have a husband and two children that I love." "You don't have to be so cruel. Not everyone has found their mate, Sophia." Maria staggered away from the wall, done listening to their conversation.

My eyes raked the sides where the other demons were as he introduced them one by one through our heads, including the prince of the Kingdom of Athwart, whose wife he was permitted to fuck. The prince gave me a salute, which I didn’t return. Was it his way of saying it was my time to share what was mine or Lucius’? The thing with these demons was that they had no emotions or love. They fuck for fucking sake. If they could fuck anyone related by blood, what more if not? But I swear to Selene and Hades that no one will touch my female except me. "Father…" My words reverberated from my chest, and although I had heard this voice before from my own lips, the intensity of the voice was stronger thi

The Vampire King smiled wide, and without hesitation, he sped off at an amazing speed towards Demian. With his claws digging into his stomach, he smiled at him, with his sleepy eyes saying: “You are still weak as I remind you, Astraea will be mine this time, and also the secret of the hidden kingdom.” A powerful explosion caught the attention of both of them, before a large, terrifying black shadow cast out, annihilating everyone standing in front of it and finally standing behind the Vampire King. Demian's eyes widened, while the Vampire King's smile widened "Now, I only need the key."