Harry Potter Raised By Demons Fanfiction Novels & Stories

demon:- are you that dumb, I am not going to see her ever again, I have crossed every like to get rid of her, and because of her I have suffered like hell. Jamie:- she doesn't deserve that much hate, she doesn't know what kind of human our father was. when the demon was taken by his father, his father live with another woman, she was Jamie's mother, she hated the demon, and she thought he shouldn't be exited, she completely despised her.

Dante drew on his gaze, as if trying to catch him in a lie, but Harry burst out giggling. “That was funny! I told you that I am not my brother's puppet, why would you even think that I would do his bidding for him?” “He is your older brother, the two of you get along fine, so I don't see any reason why you would want to get rid of him” “What if I tell you that he is not my father's child and does not deserve to sit on that throne in the first place” “He is a Lycan!” Dante refuted, and that word seemed like a trigger for Harry, who snarled at him.

I realized it too. When he watched until the end of our wedding ceremony, after that, right in front of everyone to make me regret, he made a horrible choice. He want to remove his heavenly spiritual heart and offer it to the Aztarion Abyss just to become a Demon Alpha God. This act marked the easiest yet most difficult way to becoming an Devil. Once that happens, he would become a great destruction of everything, he will consumed by anger like no love, no mercy. Cruelty would define him forever.

“Tell me-” “It’s because I’m teetering on the edge of a magical abyss. I can become a demon at any moment… And I hope when I do, I’m alone with a Mage so that I get purified quickly.” She hissed pointedly Oh hell no! We can’t purify you! “That upsets you- I can see the look on your face.” She snickered at his dismay. “You really are a fool. Such a stupid man!”

With a sigh, El-Kharis turned away from the sleeping princess and slipped out of the room, closing the door softly behind him. In the dimly lit hallway, a group of demons approached, their eyes glinting with suspicion and curiosity. One of them, a tall demon with rough, scarred skin and glowing red eyes, stepped forward. "Lord," he growled, "we heard rumors of a human in the castle. Is it true?" El-Kharis's eyes narrowed. "It is none of your concern," he replied, his voice cold. "Leave now." The demon scoffed. "None of our concern? After what the humans have done to us? We deserve to know!"

Dracula's POV "They told me her mother had a connection with the demons, and she was very likely to be one of them also, which I didn't believe. It was only after I found you to be my true mate that I realized they were telling me the truth. She used a fucking demonic love spell on me. I will make her pay for messing with me. Even now, she is still with my bank card, which I left for her at the resturant." I spilled, and she cringed in shock at the mention of demons.

He slammed the door shut behind us. We stared at each other for a brief moment. That was fucking crazy. "Were you having a tea party?" A male voice shot out. Two male demons rounded the corner, and I recognized Sam's demon in an instant. I also recognized Elle, considering she was actually visibly pregnant. I mean, it made sense. The air bubble stayed in my body, it was only logical that Elle kept everything that was inside her. Truly horrifying sight, though. Without acknowledging Sam's remark, I hoisted the staff like a trophy.

Harry lowered his head as he thought about the incident; partly shame… partly gratitude multiplied several times by pride. Shame because he, who was nicknamed invincible had put himself in such a dire situation, left to die; gratitude because it was this person who came looking for him and snatched him from the claws of hell and eventual death when even his superiors, the military had given up on him; Pride because he was his person, his family by marriage. “When did you learn to be modest?” Derek laughed as he saw Harry’s shy confession. “When I was doomed in hell and met the angel of death face to face…” Harry spoke in a solemn voice before winking playfully at Simon “Do you think the Demo

Harper, Willow’s mother asked. “We are positive. Possessing an unwilling human is a lot harder to do than it’s worth. Especially when you have so many people out there that are willing to aid evil deeds.” Harper shook her head. “It’s settled then, Harper and I will take care of the lower-class demons.” I looked toward the door as a breathless man walked in. He looks as if he’s about to pass out. He stopped in the doorway, placing his hands on his knees. He held up one finger, asking us to hold on a moment.

The person who yelled was a young man dressed in a plain crimson robe. "What the heck are you guys doing here?" Dior yelled angrily at the group of mages. She had no idea why a bunch of mages had entered the dungeon or, more crucially, when this unusual demon was present. However, Dior's mind quickly got to work, and she realized she could make use of this demon. "H-Hero Dior! Duke Ifrit has ordered that we bring you all out! He claimed that there was a peculiar atmosphere surrounding this dungeon! And now we understand why... a demon has risen!" The young man bravely yelled, his legs still shivering under the demon's stare.