King Paimon Book Novels & Stories

I pee a lot, and smelling and seeing things that are sensitive to my body makes me puke. "Liam, just leave the poor girl alone." Sydney stepped in and pressed those breasts of hers on Liam's arm. "Come on. The book is a room. So we are going to have loads of fun." Loads of fun, indeed. "Just give me a minute," Liam brushed Sydney off, making her pout. "Lily, are you okay?" I scoffed.

***ABOUT THE BOOK*** The Elf King & I is a romance/humor/fantasy fiction set in the fictional world called Aldous (+ a few more) and the real world, USA. The relationships of the characters are: - BxB for main couples. - BxG for others. This story is bound to have some silly events to depict comedy scenes for a good-time laugh. Nevertheless, though the story may start light-themed at first, it is recommended to brace yourself for a heavy plot in the future.

Daromia was the Vampire kingdom, they had two major cities in Daromia, the first was Paria(mother city) also known as the neut city and Reece. It had long been established for thousands of years that the Paria did not belong to any race, even though their king lived in the palace. Only because he was the dominant king of the four kingdoms, well technically three. It was a neutral city where every supernatural creature was allowed to live in. It was also quite advanced in terms of technology, seeing that it was also the home of the only portal to the neut realm. However the portal had been closed off for more than a thousand years.

He was reading the demon history book. The Lycan King took a deep breath. This was bigger than they expected. "This is the ancient book of demon rituals and history. It says here that the only way to resurrect the death angel is to shower his tomb with the blood of four Queens. The Lycan Queen, The Vampire Queen, The Dragon Queen, and lastly my Demon Queen. Which I haven't fucking found yet up to now! Motherfucker!" Lucifer slammed his palm in his mahogany desk. The wood cracked. On the verge of splitting in half, he snatched his laptop in time.

I do the same thing, placing my sword on his right shoulder, “I dub thee twice, I dub thee a King. From this day forward, let no blade touch you, save that you reply with honor, courage, and prowess. We command you to succor the defenseless, seek justice for those of every station, and maintain the honor of your Order. I Queen Lamia of shifters, hereby grant you the title: King of Mir. A kingdom that has been without leadership for far too long. Arise King Tobias Eyota of Mir.” Tobias stands, looking at me with confusion and awe, “Lamia,” He whispers at a loss for words, “I don’t…” “Just make sure you live to build that kingdom up,” I say as he towers above me, tears in his eyes. “Your turn

Harlan knew—Kenji's dog, off-leash. Sleep came fitfully, Beretta under the pillow like a cold promise. Dreams twisted: Kenji's smirk, his hand pouring sake over my skin, spilling hot down my collarbone. His obsidian eyes watching, possessive, as he leaned in—thumb tracing my pulse, mouth claiming mine in dominance that tasted of ruin and sake. I woke gasping, sheets tangled, core aching with forbidden heat. His whisper echoed: Mine to watch. Dawn bled through the curtains, my tablet chiming—unredacted emails incoming. The game deepened. And I was neck-deep in the predator's pool.

Merfoy quickly grab his magic book and tried to look for some of the important pages as the two followed him to the bookshelf. “You are Niffa, right? The daughter of King Morphis and Queen Luize. What you did in the past years is not written in the book it’s so strange. And you Rico, your dreams are showing your past, you are the true king of the kingdom Samari but my brother stole your dignity and made you his puppet for many years. I wonder why those are not written in my book. I’m confused why the both of you are anonymous in the magic book?” he asks himself as he keeps on turning the pages.

she muttered, "sometimes I feel like I'm her and she is me. Strange, isn't it?" "No. I have had dreams too. The first time I read the book, I read a strange ending where Laelia joined forces with the unknown and harmed her parents. The pages after that were blank, empty, but now, I cannot find any of that. It now says exactly what you told me; Laelia getting captured by a Brevian boy." They stared at each other. "I do not know," she finally spoke, "I do not know why that happened." She took the book from him and shut it.

It was a portrait of a fierce young man with piercing golden eyes. Killian. Beneath the flawless illustration, a single line of elegant script was written: > *The Last King has awakened.* > The masked woman frowned, leaning closer. "So the prophecy was never actually about defeating the Voidborn?" The man let out a soft, amused chuckle. "No. That was merely the opening act." He gently closed the massive book, a small cloud of dust filling the air. "The true game begins now." Suddenly, one of the floating books nearby violently burst into flames. The fire didn't burn orange or red; it was a deep, consuming pitch-black. A disembodied voice echoed from within the dark fire—ancient, freezing col

Damien, Chris, and Sean who were observing their interaction couldn't help but frown slightly at them. The girl was acting as if she didn't know them and her attitude, character, scent, look everything was so different from Victoria's. Only her face matched with Victoria. Apart from that, she was really nothing like her. "I am sorry, Mr?" "Damien. Damien hunter." Damien completed, making her widen her eyes once again. She looked at Milly for confirmation, who nodded at her with a pitiful expression. 'No wonder Milly was having such a strong reaction. It looks like he is the alpha king." She thought before checking her attitude and turning it 180° completely.