Finn Bálor Demon King Novels & Stories

“Without the ability to love, or to feel love or empathy for anyone. They say that is how I took the throne… and how I kept it.” Lyria watched him closely. He did not sound like a man repeating gossip. He sounded like someone stating a truth he had long accepted. “Then you believe you have no heart?” A faint smile touched his lips. “I am the Demon King, after all.” He said it lightly, almost as if it were a joke. But it did not feel like one. Everything she had heard about the Demon King had been shaped by fear and exaggeration, distorted through the mouths of others, yet the man standing before her did not resemble the monster of those stories.

He claims to have no parents and no relatives but his existence is true and so does his strength as a demon. He displayed his powers and called himself the saviour of the demon world. The crowd could only admire him and start calling him their king, and soon the Demon King, Diablo Abaddon. The Lords could not just let some unknown demon do as he pleased and three of the seven lords tried to stop him but they could not. The difference in strength was vast. At that moment the other demons have already started seeing him as their saviour. The lords could only watch. They don't want another war but with his arrival it seems war was inevitable. They told him about their current situation but he

24 hours later Capital Daemonum Regnum,Demon Kingdom The sun was dim outside, the vociferation of the greetings for the new Demon King was sounding everywhere outside, and the devil tree, Alstonia scholaris, stood outside as silent as ever, not its leaves of course — they were dancing to their heart's content, assisted by the howling gales. The villa of the Demon King was, immaculate, this whole procedure from moping to making it more tidier, was taken out by the Demon King's butler, Fidelis , Servus De Fidelis. The door of the villa opened, welcoming the dim sunlight inside of the villa, illuminating a coruscating kaleidoscope of dazzling brightness. And a well proportioned young man in his

The demons they would summon today, he had told them, would be the demon they would use for at least the rest of their first year. In the times he’d taught them, Quiv had made certain they all understood that nilhium was the only way to summon a demon from the eartherrealm. It was the most valuable crystal a mage could ever get their hands on. In truth, it was the most potent mage crystal, capable of containing the most amount of reia any metal or rock was capable of. It was also the reason for the commotion the line was causing.

He could only tell that Evelyn, the new queen he had summoned, was showing a subtle sense of vulnerability at the moment. This puzzled Baymont. "The name of the Demon King," Evelyn said suddenly, "I want to know the name of the Demon King." "His Majesty, the Demon King, is the only Demon who has ever awakened the bloodline of the Old Gods; his name is the name of the Old Gods, and no one may call the Gods by their first names." Baymont paused for a moment and told her, "But the projection of His Majesty's consciousness in the human world is called Irzey.

Damian raised his hands in surrender. “ I did not do anything to her” he said defensively. “ Okay. Okay. What about the alpha meeting?” asked his father. “ I am about leaving now. Please look after my mate” he said to them as the three of them walked out of the office together. **** The demon king stood and watched as his men trained. They all went on their knees immediately he entered the field. “ Your majesty” greeted a man. He had a scar on the left side of his face. The scar ran from the right side of his face to his chin. His name was Matthias and he was incharge of the king’s men.

everyone read the rule and they all are heading to the arena to play. Cali:- what do you think about them, one of them looks depressed, and the other looks confident and evil. demon:- she has seen something really disturbing, and I have doubts that man is dangerous. the demon looks at his locket he was surprised he saw that simple in the book, it was the top family, and it just comes one step less than the book holder. demon:- I know his batch, it was the family that have almost the same power and influence as King, everyone other side know that they going to win this match or the real king.

There was a human-looking one that reeked of magic, another who looked like The Mormo’s and he smelled of human blood. But the most intriguing was the last one. He was big and broad. He has a war form similar to some gods, and big horns that stood upward proudly. He took a big breath and shuddered. That creature’s blood was divine. He is of the god’s blood, but it was one he wasn’t familiar with. “Who is that mortal with dark silver war form?” He asked his servant without taking his eyes off that magnificent creature. “He is the demon king, my lord. He is the grandchild of the Christian God.”

What a hybrid of a being The King is! "Yeah...His father was a Demon-Wolf, A large on at that! Too large from what I've heard. Making Bahm half Dark Wizard and half Demon-Wolf." He brings the fluffy covers over our heads. Sleep taking him over as we've talked for an extremely long time. I think I'm starting to see the sky turning blue.

I heard a man’s voice nearby and I speculated that he’s a threat. “Who the hell are you?!” I stood up without any hesitation though I might get killed and asked him directly. “My name is Lucifer Denville, and I’m the demon king. And you’re Emerald Greenfield, my lovely bride,” he simply lowered his head. My eyes widen as I got to view a tall man with long black silky hair, white skin, red flaring eyes whose wearing a long black coat with golden chains around him. “H-How did you know my name?” I trembled.