Harry Potter King Of Demons Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

"He's a heartless monster, darling. He's not what you think he is. He's only marrying you because his mother said so" Tears fill my eyes, the ache in my chest gradually increasing by the minute. "What is he?" I ask and he smirks. "Are you sure you want to know that?" He asks. "I want to know" "Your future husband is a demon. He became one as soon as he was cursed. He is popularly known as the shadow king. His winter magic has been replaced by shadow magic which can only be possessed by a demon. He would never be free from his curse, darling. Not even you can save him"

"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?"

That wasn’t there before. “You have blood on your cheek.” I told him. “Blood? Where?” He wiped at his cheeks in confusion but only managed to smear the stain. “I think it’s from the boy. Some of his wounds were bleeding when we unhooked him.” “You smeared it.” I told him, looking at the angles of his face. He really was handsome and I didn’t know why I even thought that. I was the demon king, raised in a court filled with exceptionally beautiful men and women. He didn’t come close to the beauty around me, but still…there was something about him that just drew me in.

Because of the intention and hope that the life of the King of the Hereafter is destroyed, the Demon King continues to tease him until the girl is finally tempted by him. The girl did as the Demon Lord wanted, which meant surrendering her body to the first Demon Lord. He was really tempted by the Demon King's sweet mouth. She couldn't tell the difference between reality and fantasy. Meanwhile, the King of the Hereafter was waiting for his lover in the palace. Not long after, the forbidden relationship continued until one day the girl's body began to smell an unpleasant stench from the woman's body.

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.

He’d nearly returned to the public area of the lair when he rounded a corner to discover the large demon with long black hair standing in the center of the corridor. Lycan King. The demon was still wearing his gaudy crimson robe, and his expression remained arrogant, but Kain caught a whiff of fear coming from the male. As if Lycan King was worrying about the success of his daring plan. He should be worried. Once King Edward realized he’d been betrayed, he was going to go apeshit. And when a pureblood demon went apeshit, bad things happened. Earthquakes. Molten fire. End of the world.

He could feel his demon’s eyes on him and how embarrassing it was . “Because you were too slow, you should have figured it out,” he said, trying to stand up. “How?” she snapped. “I was showing all over me!” he exclaimed. “The dark aura, red eyes, and even my fire. How could you not know?” he asked, standing up fully. She thought about and those things gave him away, but she never thought he was a demon. Demon and wolves hate each other, so how did his parents birth a demon wolf hybrid? How is he the king of demons when demons and wolves hate each other to the core?

His name is King Lucien. Ten years in slavery by the king who hates him so much,King Lucien had the worst life anybody could ever have. He is a scarred king; A king who cannot father a child. A king with so much hate and pain in his cold heart. A king with demons. His past, his experience, his memories and his nightmares are his demons. Demons he has to fight everyday. Demons who lurk at the back of his mind waiting to devour him. Demons that are driving him to the blink of insanity.

I silently chanted my spell, but instead of being hypnotized, the demon before me laughed wickedly, and it made my eyes squint. “Are you trying to use enchantment on me?” “What are you talking about? Who are you?” I asked again. I had never tried to hypnotize a demon, as I had never encountered one. Alastor was the only one of their kind that I met, but he would always keep a distance, so I never got the chance to try this on him. “King Lucius of the Underworld. You are trying to hypnotize the wrong species.”