Part Time Demon Lord Novels & Stories

The impostor laughed heartily while holding his chest, "the whole world knows of Aldophus and his little maid sweetie." * "He was sent by the Lord to pull you out from hiding. You should go and check up on your maid, he's there." The lowly demon said and disappeared. Lowly demons were said to be puppets of higher demons because they held no supernatural power like the higher ones who could change their appearance. By working for them, they're promoted to another level in hell. Aldophus opened the door and rushed out of the house towards the inn as that was where he saw Sara the last time.

“There is something between you two that you are not telling me.” Lysan was quiet, he didn't say anything, he just kept staring at the floor. Dyleon ran a hand through his hair, pulling it slightly. “When did you become like this Lys? When did you start hiding things from me? You feel like a completely different person, acting off since morning.” He moved closer to Lysan, “Talk to me Lysan, Please.” Dylan said, his voice cracking a little. Lysan blinked hard, pressing his lips together, keeping his emotions in check. There was no way he could explain to Dyleon that their beloved Demon prince was a monster. That he found himself in the body of another person. That everything was spiraling out

A moment later he returned, turning corporal once more and carrying her bags. "How did you do that?" He raised a brow, as if it were obvious. "I'm a spectral demon." "That is so cool. So you're like a ghost or something?" "Most humans who think they've seen a ghost are actually witnessing a spectral demon." Her curiosity racing she asked jokingly, "Can you go all Jedi and move things with your mind?" He cocked his head, as if he were about to give a lecture to a group of children. "Yes, when I go fully demonic I have telekinetic abilities. And I can't be harmed or killed. It makes my kind invaluable, especially on the battlefield."

After all, I ran away from home to be exposed before I returned to Mom's cage. "Come here," he ordered. Like a robot being controlled with a remote, I took one step after another until I was just an inch away from him. I felt so small, standing this close to him. How can he be sexy and tall at the same time? I won't say he's God's favourite because he has so much blood on his hands. Demon was created by the devil. "Touch me, Papillon," he said softly, a dangerous softness that slid right under my skin. "I want your hands on me."

I didn't care so much for the army I've raised, to me they're just a means to an end. “No. I have better use for the puny lifeforms you have gathered. I will only ask you to get them to spill more blood, the more lives they take, the stronger they will become when I turn them to Death Knights and demonkind, and as for your close aides, they will be turned into Great demon lords.” the demon wolf said as if it wasn't a big deal. I however frowned at it, I had no problem with the plans for the recruits, but then why involve Starlet and the others, but then again on second thought, they will be more useful to me as great demon lords. Great demon lords have the power to raise the dead to serve as

The air vibrated as roars of the thunderclaps followed every zaps of the bolts of lightning. Damon’s gaze lingered to the one of the statues in front of the imperial palace grounds. Standing tall and proud, the seven demon forms of the seven demon lords stood. At the apex of the cluster of statues depicting the seven rulers of the Malevolent World was the horned and crowned demon king, Lucifer the Prideful, who was sitting at the throne made of flames. The closest demon lord to the demon king was a winged and horned demon, Grand Duke Beelzebub, which was shown in the statue as someone who was encasing the seven demon lords with his gigantic wings as if he was the pillar of the seven. Damon,

I growled angrily and heard one of the babies start to cry. "I'm going to need a nanny, perhaps a couple," I mumbled bitterly as I headed to the back bedroom. I paused in the doorway to see a female demon caring for my children. She had long silky black hair and she nursed my child on her supple breasts. "Who are you," I questioned outright and swallowed uncomfortably when she turned and purred,"I'm Dakini, your wetnurse from Lucifer." I ground my molars and grabbed the coverlet off the bed and tossed it over her bare chest. I cursed Lucifer testing my fidelity with the sexy bitch demon. My eyes traveled down her perfect body and back to her face to see she had her long tongue wrapped around