I Saved The Demon King Novels & Stories

"I know what you did to my former Master. I watched him fade as you left him for dead. For that alone, I will gladly end you." "King?" Agent's face was open and vulnerable, showing pain beyond words before it snapped back to the cold mask he wore. "This is all for King. To save him from those merciless Fates. To bring him back to me. To you too, if you are so loyal, Demon!" "What part of King could ever come back?" Lexi was advancing, his many limbs thrashing and summoning clouds of black sand and hex magick and whatever Lexi's green auric signature was. Doll tried to understand what the Demon was talking about.

Split. And from that dark—a figure emerged. Not stepped. Rose. Like the ground itself had offered him up. Tall. Sharply dressed. A smirk carved into lips too pretty for the hell he carried behind his eyes. The Demon King. My grandfather. “I felt a pulse so powerful it cracked the barrier between realms,” he said, voice like silk over ash. “So I came to see what had dared to wake the dead.” I didn’t move. Didn’t breathe. Just stared him down while my beast curled tight beneath my skin.

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

velliam can easily see through his mind in demon dimensions. king was thinking about her daughter and all those memories. now king is clam and he close his eyes king:- I was terrible man, I think to sell my daughter for my throne and I was failed in ruling too. power is monster it make one too. maybe I am same as you I lost think what dear to me, my daughter, peace, happiness and true me. I was become salve than ruler. I let the demon take over me and now I realize I was living in lie. now I understand death is truth. please don't kill my daughter and tell her that I am sorry for hurting her. please tell her as my last wish I know I don't deserve that

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.

We almost reach the door out of this house when someone appears in front of us. “And where do you think you're going, Margarette? You still need to marry me,” the man who tell me that was the one who Savanna referred to as the king of demons. I was about to attack him when Kayden block me. “Go, Margarette! Find Savannah and make her pay!” I gritted my teeth from what Kayden said. I don't want to leave him, however, I need to do this. I need to find Savannah and make her pay for all the things she does to us. But before I leave, I give Kayden something, so he could fight the demon king.

A man who not long ago was a guinea pig for the humans, a demon who is trying to cope with the pain of loss and loneliness. I scanned the room, and I felt something click within me -a special recognition. A middle-aged man with red eyes smiled at me. My demon felt safe around him; he was a demon king, for sure. Because my demon felt the need to surrender, to bow to him. Then beside him was a younger one, same build, same stern gaze, different eye color. He was the current demon king.

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.

When she was about to approach, the crimson orbs immediately released it’s powerful aura as it immediately ruined her spell. Dev coughed out blood as she looked at the paper. When she tried to cast another spell, she immediately tensed up after seeing those crimson eyes glaring at her, warning her not to ever do that again. The demon king just gave her a warning not to peek into his vision. Dev shuddered a bit as she broke the spell. She then clutch her chest as a strange feeling started to well up within her. “That woman bears the heir.” She uttered as she couldn’t forget the faint glow coming from her stomach. The demon lord successfully found his pair! Dev covered her mouth as she looked

After all, she was the one who saved him, sparing him from death. She was his life savior. With her thoughts settled, her surging anger subsided. She leaned lazily on the high seat while staring at the Demon King. "Tell me. Why did you show mercy to Whitney and the others? "Don't you dare tell me you like kids," Silvia questioned in a cold tone, cutting off any lies the Demon King would throw her way. Her long fingers crossed, and her gaze casually fixed on the nails she had especially done earlier just to meet Carl. "Do you think I am beautiful, Demon King? Are there many people in this world who are more beautiful than me?"