Fantasy Demon King Novels & Stories

She said with a serious voice. "Whipped? People are whipped here?" I asked with wide, disbelieving eyes. She nodded. "Darling, these are demons. They are not good creatures. They are revengeful, possessive and strong beings. Do not get on their bad side. They commit horrible, horrible things. The King had a prisoner from the human realm the other day. His eyes were taken first." She explained.

This was a question that would lead him to peaking out the training room door, hoping for his first glimpse of the demon king. The castle was quiet despite the multitude of visitors and guards purched at the ready. The Demon king lived up to his name, with blood red hair and piercing black eyes, he in no way looked friendly. To other Demons he was a casanova, taking more than a few lovers, but refusing to marry. He stood tall and fierce as he stared the Angel king dead in the eyes. "Well well. What do you plan on bargaining with this time? You have nothing to offer and you time is running thin." He smirked, his voice sultry and deep. The angel king stared daggers at the other, showing no fal

I had carefully maintained my body while I was in the crescent pack house, that was my number one mission, to come back and destroy Ava in my own body. How callous can a father be? I chuckled. My demon would not let me act as a father. This was who I am. A blood sucking venomous demon and indeed it was hard for me to change my ways. I would never be able to change my ways. This was me. This was who I am. I am Clark Forest, the demon king. Feared among the supernatural and the humans. Now that I have my body back, it was time to destroy Ava Nicholas and all her household and everything she loves. I burst into an evil laughter.

I asked. His face hardened and his eyes darkened, as if he did not like the idea, “Every world has a leader, just like every pack has an Alpha. The underworld has its king too.” “A King? Like the devil with the horns?” He hummed, “We don’t call him that there. It is something the humans created. We call him the Demon King.” “Oh, I see. So…are you like, going to make a deal with him?” He sighed, “Unfortunately, I have to. He has the power to do what I explained earlier.”

V. The demon king, Lucifer Black is the most dangerous and brutal demon. He is the cruel and dark king of the devil's kingdom named Lucifer's hell. The demon of deception and savagery. He loved to kill, and had dark magic that could rip his enemies into pieces quickly of a second. Going against him meant death because he is the strongest demon in the realm. He was merciless and everyone feared him, even his family. His body, his features, and his voice had authority among the whole demons. And looked like he was made for the night of all of its sins... Years of war and battle made him cold, his enemies made him more ruthless.

He was either taking me to the wrong place deliberately or waiting for me to lower my guard, so it could try to feed on me. "How long have you been here?" I asked. "A thousand years." He answered. "Have you heard of the demon king?" I asked seriously. "Of course who hasn't? He is the only one with the power to command any form of dark Spirit, soul, or creature. His magic is very strong, and he is greatly feared. But I heard from some wandering souls that he was slowly losing his powers. Is that true?" He asked. "No," I answered. There was no way I was going to tell him the truth. He would not only tell the other spirits, but he could also put the king's life in danger.

Lysan Dusk lay on his bed, watching the crack on the ceiling as tears spilled from his eyes, his heart contracted painfully inside his chest. He tried to call for help, but his voice barely came out as a whisper. He heard voices in the next room, “He has to go, he knows too much.” More tears spilled from his eyes as he struggled to breathe. Three years ago, he killed the ruthless Demon king. He delivered humanity from suffering. He stopped the Demon king before he could unleash hell on earth, and this was how he was rewarded. By being poisoned.

They wanted revenge and vouched to claim the reign of the entire world of what they thought belonged to them. Not until the new prince of Evilandia was born. It possesses the power to control all demons and can release all prisoner demons in the underworld. This prince is fated to be the new demon king. However, the Council of the Gods was already prepared for this day to come. The moment the prince was born back then, they sensed his alarming power that could wipe out all beings. They knew that demons never accepted their defeat and wanted to rule all lands and would do everything in their power to quench their deepest desires.

Ara's heart was filled with anxiety about how this little baby who had demonic blood was nurtured by the stepmother who was the Great Goddess of the sky realm, it had already made Ara's heart filled with anxiety. Ara knelt down and begged, "Let me stay by this baby's side, be her caretaker. The Princess helped me, she appointed me to be her servant and the good deed must be repaid!" "If that's what you want, then I'll grant it! But you must unleash all the dark magic power you have! Are you ready?" asked the Emperor. "Sure!" The answer is sure. "Do you agree to it?" asks the Emperor to The Demon King. "Yes!" replied The Demon King.

Silently, I thanked the deity for help. “Yes, I’m looking for your king. You can call me Reggie.” I replied. “Why would a demon want to see my king?” Varian asked. “I wish to provide him a service in return for his gift. I have no ill intent in my purpose. Would you contact him?” I answered. “We’re not like shapeshifters. I’m not connected to him. I can take you to him. But it would mean me doing you a favor.” His eyes darkened.