Homeless Demon King Novels & Stories

My heart was beginning to beat hard against my chest as I fearfully awaited the completion of his sentence. "I only got a response from King Montero, and he's agreed to pair you with his second son, Hyde," his words hit me hard across the ear. Hyde? The name resounded horrifically through my head. The most ruthless being considered to ever walk the earth. He was called the Demon King. Everyone was terrified of him including his father, I could tell it was pretty much the reason he wanted to trap him into marriage. Suddenly, my painful rejection that had taken place a few minutes ago felt like a lightweight compared to the bomb that had just been dropped on me.

With that he turned and walked away, the other guy following him. Wait, how did he know my name? My heart pounded but not from sadness anymore, but from something else I dare not mention. The Demon King as was popularly known as, is a tribreed. Maybe that was why everyone feared him, or the mere fact that he could make anyone and even an entire pack disappear without a trace. He was an original Lycan, half vampire and still had Demon blood running through his veins. Goddess, this is not good. “Luna Elara!!”

"Welcome, my dears. I've been waiting for you. I mean 'you', Benard. I've heard of your numerous deeds. You're very good on the battlefield, so I've heard. And I was too lazy to make the trip to confirm your reality. Thankfully, I'm a genius." "So you unleashed so many minions to trouble those innocent people, all because of your desire to see me?" Benard was pissed. How much he wished he had his sword with him right now. He really wanted to separate that demon's head from his body. "I didn't expect you would follow him," the demon king said to Lucas, who was glowering at him. "But that's not a problem. Just an extra mouth to feed. I can take care of that much," the king said in a dismissive

" That white-haired animal called. Of course, when the Demon King heard that call he was angry. His hair stood up then red flames envelopes him. He became a Demon King on his own! This Demon King looked like a rooster. A humanoid one. Yet a lower God. Red hue and black hue coloured his tails and furs. "Darkness! Who is that animal!" He asked. Yet he got no reply. "I will kill your animal! What did you do to my Darkness!" He yelled. "So you are a lower God?" The white-haired animal asked.

So that makes women blind with a demonic figure behind the bodies of the men they love. For those who ask, who is the real Master of Ceremony from this story. So you know the answer now. Here is he, the one and only Lucifer or as his human side is Ozgur Doğan. The King of all the Kings of Demons. The demon who walks among humans.

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.

Today, Edzar, the 34-year-old man stopped his step by seeing an eerie figure standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed, and it looked out at the giant window in front of him. My God! Thought the guy was about to hop. It's been three days since they met after the meeting at the restaurant, and today he saw that woman is so haunted. Edzar was hesitant to approach, but he had to go that way to his corner office. Finally not knowing what to do, Edzar turned around and decided to have breakfast while the office was packed. On the way back, he saw Dean, his co-worker, the operational manager at the west end of the Tarso Property, exiting his office at the other end of the hall and w

Ronin found himself in a perplexing and terrifying dream as he lay asleep in his room. The dream unfolded in a surreal landscape, where a malevolent force was scheming to murder a regal figure. This formidable presence was none other than a bloodthirsty demon known as the "Khoon Pine Wala Rakshas" (The Bloodthirsty Demon). It seemed fixated on executing its diabolical plan against the king, whose identity remained shrouded in the dream's enigmatic ambiance. Ronin watched with wide eyes as the Rakshas lunged at the unsuspecting monarch, its malevolence manifesting in a brutal attack aimed at the king's throat.

In that moment he was dazzling, standing brilliantly before the crowd as he made known their stupidity, he was called an abomination but seemed to care less, and as he stood defiantly before them unveiling their sins they could only stand rooted as they soaked in the blatant insults, for they were nothing but stifling truths. “Listen you pungent beings. Within the kingdom of Styr, there is no such thing as god, there is only power and till the end, only the one who holds power will prevail!” Genad faced the demon king who stood in awe of his words as he spoke directly to him, “And you, ‘my king’ will be the beginning that portrays these words, ONLY THE BEGINNING.”

Fight or flight, even my body is having conflicting ideas about what to do. Marvon Belingham. I wondered why he was still alive in this lifetime and how he managed to survive his illness. As it turns out, he never survived his illness at all because a demon is now possessing his body. And it wasn’t just any demon, for that matter. It’s the second prince of hell—Mammon.