False King Demon Soul Novels & Stories

I know that it is not only a demon, but an insurgent movement in my domain, trying to gain power. I opened the portal of eternal souls, and my thought invoked Pursom. Only I, the king of the underworld, have the power to resurrect eternally dead demons’ souls. At my feet, Pursom was thrown, wrapped in a slimy cocoon. This is how the demons, that are brought to life by the king, return to the underworld. Moloch, seeing this, dropped to the floor on his knees and touched the floor with his forehead. Among demons, there is no love, but I understand that they have always been a good team, and it is difficult to find an efficient replacement these days.

Shen Yi sat in the study chair do not know how long, Meng ran between the books on the table all swept to the ground, cold humming way: "Don't know the good or evil. " As he spoke, he took off his shirt and trousers and changed into a bright burgundy suit. "Naturally, the color is bright, " he said. "It's black and it's ugly. " Dressed in the mirror looked at a long time, the heart of the gas is quiet. Re-sit on the chair, found things on the ground, the heart again not happy up, cold hum a few, lift a leg to go out. Su Foam is resting, just listen to the crash when a, she teng of a sitting up from the SOFA. A See Shen Yi Anger Chong stand at the door staring at her, Su Mo in the mind Deng f

I said pacing back and forth in front of him running my hand over my head and scratching the back of my neck. "It's because you don't have a soul," he frankly said. We both have a quiet moment having a meaningful stare at each other. I almost forgot how the Demon King took my soul and held it captive to ensure that I will be his obedient lapdog and remain loyal to him for the rest of eternity. He collects all of our souls and kept them hidden so no one would dare to retaliate against him. Now that I am turning back into my human form, how can I get my soul back to complete my missing piece?

“YOU SUMMONED ME." I froze, my words dying in my throat as I slowly looked up. My eyes widened at the towering figure before me–skin red as coal and burning with fire that radiated heat even from afar. Seated atop a jagged obsidian throne that hadn't been there moments ago, was Thrakos. The Demon King leaned back, one leg slung over the armrest, grinning down at me with a slow, cruel smile.

she inhales deeply before speaking, "I would like my most trusted maid to be transferred here. I will be too lonely as I do not know a soul here. May I request for her?" Narth was quick to look down. "Another human in the demon's domain," he simplified. "You must be aware that we demons disregard titles unless you are the King." "I am your future Queen," she argues. It sparked into Narth and Zierux smirked. Silence has somehow occupied them but Serra couldn't let it go without an answer. "Since the maid is my subject I will protect her from harm. The Demon King is the only one I cannot handle." Realizing what she has spoken, she couldn't help but get lost. Whose soul just snatched her for a

"You are just an evil man who wants to keep me chained to your side forever so you can control my powers. You're despicable." His head fell back as he laughed, the noise coming deep from his belly as if he were genuinely entertained by what I had said. "That is where you are wrong, my little witch. I am not an evil man at all. Don't insult me by comparing me to the inferior males of your kind. I am a demon, a King, and I will get what I want. If I want you, then you will be mine."

Limp body carelessly thrown to the ground in a bloody heap once done being thoroughly tortured. The stench of piss slowly began to overpower the sour coppery scent of blood. I could already see a pool forming beneath the beaten body. My lips curled at the sight. Fucking disgusting. Chapped lips parted, releasing a haggard breath and mumbling a pathetic plea. “P-Please.” “Are you asking for mercy?” I feign ignorance, “Are you asking me to spare you after you decided to be the reason why I had to cut the date I had with your Queen short?”

It has three blue-grey gems – a big one at the center and small ones beside it. “I’ve asked permission for your parents and they agreed. Emily, I am willing to live the rest of my life with you and I will marry you once again after you graduate college.” He started. Words were caught up once again in her throat. Her heart beat excruciatingly hard against her chest, “What about Hell?” “Hell has its own king.” “Who?” “Alfred.” “Alfred, the mortal butler?” Her eyes widened, “That couldn’t be! He’s gone!”

His skin appeared paler than usual as he stared right into my soul. "W-What are...you?" I questioned, my lips trembling in fear. "Daemonuim rex" He hissed, his claws disappearing. I froze in my seat as those words echoed in my ears. I know what he meant. Demon King. My vision faltered as I tried to slur out the words I was thinking. Suddenly my head felt too heavy, Lukas standing in front of me getting blurry. I inhaled sharply, trying to keep my eyes open, waving my arms around but the fuzzy feeling took over and I let myself slip.