I Saved The Demon King Novels & Stories

I was chained like this once before. Bastards! “When Damien comes to get me,” I hiss through gritted teeth from where my face is pressed against the floor, my blood seeping onto it, “I’m going to enjoy watching as he rips your limbs apart in front of me.” “The demon king is dead!” The male who’s holding me down, sneers at me. “His era is over!” My laughter is filled with anger and ridicule, “Dead? You think he’s dead? He knows you took me. And he’s coming for me.”

It is not that I really need his help, but if he agrees, everything will be going according to my plan and everyone will be saved, especially my dad. —- “Who’s trying to harm her?” Lucas asked. “We have no idea,” the demon king replied. “But my friend does… it is just that he promised not to tell anyone about it… as a demon, we cannot break our promises,” the demon king added. “I am glad that you’re back to yourself, Lucas, but due to her curse, you’re not being yourself, end up torturing her to death, and lead her to seal her memories,” I said. “Are you being sarcastic?” Lucas asked.

“Lights up. Audience seated. Let the Demon Games begin.” ‎My jaw dropped, only one thought running rampant in my mind. ‎“Daniel, Victoria get ready for my revenge." ‎ ‎

His next words sounded like an active bomb explosion over my ear. He can read my thought now or what? He really acts so strange sometimes. "Uhm.. please don't take this the wrong way, but all my life, I've heard the rumors.. The demon king.. is.. uhm.. is it true?" I wasn't bothered about how badly I must have spelt out my sentence, I was more concerned about finally letting it out. He chuckled lightly. "It might be true." "Or it might as well just be rumors," I stared blankly at him, unable to process his explanation.

To destroy all that was good and pure in my life. Why had I let it happen? Why hadn’t I instantly recognized Bali as the black wolf who killed her? I didn’t know. But I’d sworn that night to never be that weak again. That the man who failed Helena died with her. And so I became a monster. The one everyone feared – even my pups! A King of the Darkness! And just when I’d thought all hope was lost, there had been a glimmer of light... A saving angel… And now I knew three things as absolute facts:

I heard a man’s voice nearby and I speculated that he’s a threat. “Who the hell are you?!” I stood up without any hesitation though I might get killed and asked him directly. “My name is Lucifer Denville, and I’m the demon king. And you’re Emerald Greenfield, my lovely bride,” he simply lowered his head. My eyes widen as I got to view a tall man with long black silky hair, white skin, red flaring eyes whose wearing a long black coat with golden chains around him. “H-How did you know my name?” I trembled.

Lysan Dusk lay on his bed, watching the crack on the ceiling as tears spilled from his eyes, his heart contracted painfully inside his chest. He tried to call for help, but his voice barely came out as a whisper. He heard voices in the next room, “He has to go, he knows too much.” More tears spilled from his eyes as he struggled to breathe. Three years ago, he killed the ruthless Demon king. He delivered humanity from suffering. He stopped the Demon king before he could unleash hell on earth, and this was how he was rewarded. By being poisoned.

The man stepped out of the darkness and into the light. Arabella jerked her head up to look at him. Blood red eyes stared back at her. She hitched a breath, a shocked gasp escaped her lips. He was a demon! He was a freaking demon! He corked his head to the side as he looked at her. "I see you do not recognize me nor my voice. Perhaps it is because we have never met." Arabella swallowed hard. The demon in front of her was an elderly one, who reminded her of her master's father, the demon king.

Just please kill me already, my poor heart can't take this anymore. I taste a metallic flavor pour out of my nostrils and mouth before everything went dark again. I felt myself collapse, but not even the impact against the steel floors could wake me. ******************************** Enters Kris, The Demon-Wolf King's Host, "KRIS! YOU GOT TO GET OVER HERE RIGHT AWAY BROTHER!" "DUDE, I'M FREAKING OUT!! PLEASE" "THE WITCH KRIS.... THE WITCH!" This friggin idiot! He calls himself a King?!