Profane Prince Of Damnation Fandom Novels & Stories

He dropped the bottle then took a sip of his whiskey. "Father has sent for you" A deep masculine voice echoed in the room. "It must be urgent if he sent you to call me" Luciel finally turned around and moved towards his brother slowly. Luciel has 5 brothers and a sister, he is the second son of Lucifer. He has lived almost 500 years and has served his Father all those years in the underworld. He is known to be the only son who took the facial looks of the devil. Lucifer was so stunned when Luciel grew up to look so much like him, this made his refer to his as his favorite son. Luciel's older brother Lucas, has lived about 800 years and is the only son who has one of the 7 kingdoms of the dev

I am a damn prince of hell. Ruler of the demons. I am an emperor of the highest underworlds dealings. A damned, a fallen, a demon, an angel. How dare a basic elementalist dare target king in his own kingdom?! This damned caramel semi curvasious beauty face hell without fear, he was in his demonic form and she did not even bat an eye. Her eyes are a cold almost lukewarm white, her plumped lips made- "Dammit!"

“Hah…bold of you to assume that annoying jackass would share his number with me… Didn’t you see it already, he treats us worse than pests!” As if my question had egged him a bit, Chris whined aloud in a hoarse pitch, putting on a surly expression when he spoke, “Only Emma had managed to get his number as the President of his fan club or whatever, but that rude prick never picked up her calls either. In fact, he never responds to the calls from the professors as well, but no one gets to say anything since he’s the ‘Dark Prince’ of the campus! That’s truly annoying!”

I scrunched my brows. "And, who are you and why should I listen to you? I will call the police if you try to be smart." She warned me and chuckled. "Before you reach for that phone in your handbag, I will send you to heaven or hell. But I won't be doing it… I am here for Alexis…" "Who are you?" She was concerned. "I am.. Stefan Donovan, the demon prince…" I introduced myself and left her gaping at me.

"I loved him. He was my best friend. We went everywhere together... We did everything together." "Why is he called The Damned Prince?" A stuttered, a low whoosh leaving his throat as if he just got sucker punched. "H...He had strange powers." "Did he really kill your mother?" "Yes." My heart constricted, not understanding how he could speak this wistfully about someone responsible for their mother’s death. “I don’t understand… Do you miss him?”

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The first demon yelled. “Prince Javier Vasco Zapetero,” I snarled. “Hello, hello, my friends.” *** “Dammit! I didn’t even get to cum my load inside her.” The second demon shouted. “You have denied me of cumming in her fucking bitchy mouth!” “I didn’t taste the finest of her breast milks!” Another pervert demon stood, saying. “Enough,” Lannister interceded, bringing forward his minesweeper in anger. “My Prince, give me a sign and I’ll clear them from the way. They’re slowing us down.”

Then he instructed them on how to give it to the demigods. "After around one week, they will begin to disintegrate," he said. "And their powers will leave them and get into you, whom you have been consuming his blood..." The rebels seemed overjoyed. And See Damien began leaving. But Dura stopped him. "Why did high decide to help us?" He asked. Damien had not asked for anything else in return. Damien wore a smile on his face. "You do not have to worry about that. Your enemy is my enemy. I also want to destroy the kingdom just like you people. I hope we can work together once you get your powers..." He said.

I ask, that successfully shuts Kiara up and if I didn’t need an answer to the stalker-like question, I would have forced her to stay like that. “The prince?” I bop my head in a nod once. “None that I heard of,” she frowns. “You remember I told you people even thought he was gay because he didn’t look at women at all. Prince Zanders is the one that has been involved in so many scandals.” She shakes her head and blows out a breath. “But Prince Ezra, has a clean slate as far as I know.” “And you’re not saying this because you think I like him?” I ask, just to be sure.

He should have known better. Damien's eyes were filled with disgust and hatred. He could easily make the stupid prince cry for mercy, but not like this, not with his father watching. There was a strict rule about attacking other powerful Vampires. It might lead to a war between both of their cults. And Damien didn't need that right now. Not among the pile of shit he was already dealing with. ” It is.” Damien leaned in, he eyed the young prince with disgust. The fact that Phoenix wasn't even fighting back irritated him to no end. “If she had died… I would have killed you myself.”