Demonic King Who Chases His Wife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He then makes his way to the highest point of his castle and let out the loudest howl the kingdom had ever heard. Wanting the Moon Goddess to explain how she could allow one of her daughters to be unfaithful to her mate. However, it wasn’t the Moon Goddess that responded to his angry call, but Larvix, the Demon God of Slaves. Larvix played on his anger and jealousy, promising him that he could get his revenge by making every male and female within that room serve him and only him and that it would be his choice whether his Queen received any attention at all. Liking the idea after what he had just seen his Queen participating in, the Ancient King agreed. He allowed Larvix to bite him on the

The fairies also knew that and so they never wanted to mess with them since it would create havoc and so many innocent lives would be lost. The royal fairy king, KING CROSS was sitting in his living room sipping his refreshments looking at his sweet adorable granddaughter who was clapping and jumping happily while playing with Oz, when all his happiness got shattered away with a group of staggering and heavy footsteps approaching in the hallway. He hauled up immediately from his sit being bewildered and worried which made the Queen gasp in fear . Because, she recognized the look on her husband's face which was enough to let her understand that the demons are back again.

Or wait, maybe she sent them here to capture him for her? Alaric shivered at the thought of what Aspa would do to him should she capture him. “Oh, Mariah, where are you? I need your blood.” He whispered sorrowfully as the demon king and his son entered his cave. He must get out of there, even if on a normal, a dragon king is stronger than a demon king, right now, he is like a measly human in front of that demon king and not to forget that his fire can actually extinguish his soul.

His cloak, designed with the royal emblem floats in the air as he walks. His strides were gracious and commanding, he walks like a true King. Unlike Lucien, whose power is beginning to diminish. I saw him when he came to Winterwood but today, he looks extraordinarily good. I can't believe Elara will be marrying him, the King of the Lycan kingdom, the Alpha of the Demon's Pack, the Demon King himself. What does he see in that cheap second hand material? That homewrecker keeps climbing higher and higher. After she drops the King, who else will she snag? The Goddess herself?

"I yearn to understand the full extent of our pack's past and how it relates to the present." The woman's gaze turned even more somber, her voice carrying a weight of sadness and caution. "Long ago, there was a wicked king who sought to amass greater power and control. His hunger for dominance led him down a dark path, one that intertwined him with strange, demonic forces."

"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?"

"Yes, fugitives. They had been in my dungeons but with the help of a few of my father's followers, they were able to escape. I here they've been stirring up problem..." "In the name of the King." I cut him off. "That's what one of the half shifters who'd attacked my wife had said. In the name of the King." "It's not this king for sure." King Ezgard commented as he pointed towards himself with his right hand thumb. "They were men who still followed Gregory's words. My father had quite the religious following. It takes time and patience to hunt each and every single one of them. His reach has always been too far. He even managed to get four of his youngest sisters in to your main castle. I hav

“Do not dare stop me. I need to know where Maleficent is!” “Change your tone or I will fucking send you inside that awful box,” Demon King Lucifer the Prideful hissed. “Do it! Fucking do it!” Veins twitched around the demon king’s forehead. Demon King Lucifer the Prideful, though beaten black and blue by his wife, would never tolerate such attitude. To make his son remember the order of the pecking, he raised his hand to choke him enough to make him remember. “You got some nerve to – ”

she smiled, and I chuckled. "Yeah, I have met him before." I joked, and she leaned into my touch. "Over there are: Arman and Ava, you met them when we visited the Dragon Vault." She said, and I nodded. I knew I had met them before, but somehow I couldn´t pinpoint where... "Dom and Aisling, he is the Demon King, and his Queen is Uncle Arran´s daughter -dragon-" she said, and I nodded, trying to get all the details in.