Naruto Demon God Fanfiction

I killed my mate on the same day my Alpha father put me up as a price for our pack’s werewolf power competition. It was a mistake. Borne by my defiance against the pack's law that a woman cannot reject a man, even if he's stuck his d**k in EVERY hole under a skirt available to him, else something tragic is going to happen. Because of that, I was stripped of my title as princess, degraded to a common slave and declared a surrogate to an alpha whose name is the only thing I know about him. Alpha Demorath of Blackwood pack. His name states exactly what he is. A demon alpha who is not just going to be my master – the one who my father strongly believes can TAME me – but also the father of my unborn child. But Demorath and I are like fire and poison, two elements that work so well together. Only if you consider our intentions.

When Mizuko slipped into the other world, she landed in the arms of a mischievous demon prince, Kenshi. New to the world, she didn't know he was a demon as he looked to her like he was a decent person. Because Kenshi helped her first, Mizuko decided to ask him for help in finding a way home while she fulfills the dead mage's request in relaying the message to the King. But no demon in Souzou helps unless they get something in exchange. A promise, it is what Kenshi wants the most.

Reggie is a concubus doing her part in the fight against the false elites. While doing recon for the resistance, she was attacked by ex-trackers. With little memory, aside from her mission, the unique concubus is working for more than just the safety of her people. She is working to find out who she is and where she belongs. Once she returns to the resistance, she finds out her true purpose, to complete a powerful spell that will help in the coming battle with the false elites... and die. In this final installment of the Vasilia Series, all questions will be answered and all vengeance will be brought about. Before reading this, make sure to catch up to the story so far with The Demon Queen's Desire and The Demon Queen's Duty.

Celine hails from one of the most influential werewolf packs and she has always gotten what she wanted, until him. Her mate is everything dark and sinful, powerful and intimidating, extremely sexual and extremely violent, and what should be a simple claiming of mates takes complicated turns when she finds that he is already taken. Chased by her own demons, she fights for her mate’s love, and the demon wolf must find the white knight in him to save his mate before she perishes. How will they navigate this sea of love, lust and obsession? Read to find out!

The Demon King’s Bride The entire kingdom fears him. With white hair, piercing blue eyes, and a heart sealed by cruelty, King Edrion is known as the Demon King—a ruler who accepts betrothed brides… only to turn them into concubines and discard them without mercy. When a young noble lady is promised to the king, her fate seems sealed. But she refuses to give up her freedom—or the man she secretly loves: a guard from her own household. Desperate, they devise an unthinkable plan—to have a poor girl, identical to the noble, take her place as the royal bride. The girl agrees to assume a life that is not hers, believing she will become nothing more than another forgotten concubine in the shadow of the throne. What no one expected… is that the king would choose her. Now destined to become queen to the most feared man in the kingdom, trapped in a lie that could cost her life, she must survive the court, a forbidden desire, and a king who was never meant to look at her the way he does. Because the Demon King does not love. But when he chooses… he neither forgives nor lets go.

Sera Ashford is a Null—a walking void where magic and memory go to die. Dogs hate her. Spells slide off her skin. And the supernatural world would kill to own her blood. But Sera doesn't know any of this. She just knows she got fired from her diner job for "creeping out the customers." Then she meets Kael Valerius in a rain-soaked alley. Kael is a Voidborn—the first vampire, cursed for nine hundred years to hear the screams of every life he's ever taken. Witches he burned. Kings he betrayed. A little boy with dark curls who just wants his mother. The voices never stop. They never forgive. And they've been driving him slowly, exquisitely mad. But when Kael touches Sera, the screaming stops. Desperate for silence, he offers her a contract: stand at his side during the Conclave of Thorns—a gathering of every bloodline, coven, and pack with a grudge—and he'll pay her enough to erase her debts. One month. Then freedom. The deal shatters the moment their hands meet. Sera doesn't just silence Kael's curse. She absorbs it. Now the voices scream inside her skull. Ghosts wearing familiar faces crawl out of the walls. And a dead woman named Margot—Kael's former Tether, who clawed out her own eyes—whispers warnings in the dark. Trapped on Kael's estate, bound by a curse that will tear her mind apart if she strays too far, Sera has thirty days to master the deadly politics of immortals, survive the hungry ghosts inside her, and uncover the truth Kael buried with Margot. Because the curse doesn't just collect the dead. It remembers how they loved him. And in a world where regret is a hungry god, Sera might be the only one who can end the feast—or become its next meal.

Madison is a woman on the verge of destruction. She's nearing her 22nd birthday and still hasn't been sealed. If she doesn't find a partner to be her first physical meal, she risks going full demon and harming innocent people. She hoped to wait for one of her two mates to appear, but time is growing short. With guidance from an old notebook her sister kept, Madison heads to a dive bar and finds a perfect first meal, a man like no other. A king to her queen. Duncan "Ford" Stanford, the werewolf king ***************************************************************************************** Ford kissed my neck down to the curve where it met my shoulder, then started licking and nibbling. I moaned and moved my head to give him better access. It felt so good. His right arm gripped me tightly against him as the nibbling became firmer little bites. Every nerve in my body thrilled at the little shocks of pain that were then soothed away by his tongue. Suddenly, I realized what was happening. He was thinking of marking me. Even though I didn't really want to make him stop, I had to. At the next hard nibble, I squeaked. “That hurt! Don't bite so hard, Ford!” I scolded. “Sorry, baby. I got carried away. You just taste so good.” He said, moving away. The loss of his body on mine was difficult, but I couldn't let myself be marked by a werewolf. ******************************************************************************************* First of three books: The Demon Queen's Desire, The Demon Queen's Duty, The Demon Queen's Destiny

I was hired to care for a sick child. I never saw his face. Never heard his voice. Until I stepped into the house of nightmares. Ezra Kade thought the job was simple, to take care of a bedridden heir hidden away in a mansion dripping with wealth and secrets. But the moment he crosses the threshold, he realizes he’s been fed a lie. The child isn’t a child. He’s a man. A man who watches him from the shadows. A man with a past written in blood. Kieran Valen survived the unthinkable—an accident meant to erase him from existence. For two years, he’s played the part of the broken, helpless heir, a puppet in his siblings’ twisted game. But Kieran isn’t weak. He isn’t helpless. And Ezra? Ezra just walked straight into the web, into his hands. In a house ruled by deception, where the walls whisper secrets and the floors are stained with the past, Ezra must decide… run, or let himself be caught. Because Kieran doesn’t just want a caretaker. He wants devotion. Obedience. Worship. And he’ll break Ezra apart to get it.

“She was supposed to be a substitute. Now, she’s the one person he can’t live without.” Solana shifted at age five. A cursed, ancient wolf stirred in her body and for that, she was punished. Fed wolfsbane. Beaten down. Now, she’s a dying girl in a borrowed dress, replacing her sister as the bride of the Demon Alpha. Alpha Roman Stone feels nothing. His five senses have been muted for forever. His curse makes sure of that. Every Alpha in his bloodline dies before thirty unless they produce an heir. But Roman can’t even get aroused. Until her. The weak omega with the haunted eyes. The one he was never supposed to want. The moment he touches her... he comes alive. But she’s dying. And his bloodline is running out of time. And if he falls for her, he might lose everything.

The convent was his safe haven. For Jerald, running away from the web of lies of his parents and not fully understanding why they had to do it but the pains from having been lied to clouded his vision and made him leave home. ************** Amari had lived most of her life in the convent and wondered what lies beyond the horizon of the church walls, longing for the outside but caving herself in the church until he came and within the spurs of the moment, showed her what it means to love and be loved back. *********** It's against the doctrine that a reverend sister is falling in love with a man who ought to become a priest, it was counted as the Devil's will and not of God.