Harry Potter King Of Demons Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"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 His winter magic has been replaced by shadow magic which can only be possessed by a demon.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?"

Rain opened the huge mahogany doors with all her strength and in stepped my grandmother, Cecelia Von Speltsper. Lady Cecelia, or grapy, as I liked to call my grandmother, was the woman who found me. She said she had been out riding when a ray of light fell from the sky and there I was. I don’t know if that story was true or if it was made up to cover my origin as a hybrid, but she was the one who discovered I had the mark of a phoenix on my back and that I was to be the next Demon King. Lady Cecelia was King at the time and none of her five sons and two daughters had the mark.

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.”

"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."