Reincarnated As The Demon King's Son Novels & Stories

My father’s demonic laughter made the walls of the royal palace tremble violently. The living pulse inside my belly suddenly stopped and turned into a solid mass of stone. The blue blood that flowed in my veins had now taken on a poisonous dark color. I spoke in a faint voice, “Father… what have you done? You turned your own descendant into stone?” Father stepped one step closer to me. The pupils of his eyes were now blood-red. “Not stone, Sophia, that is ‘Blue Metamorphosis’. Inside that stone shell Lucas is being reborn.

The darkness that sometimes whispered at the edges of her consciousness. *Demon blood.* "No," she whispered. "Yes," Nyx said, not unkindly. "You are Moonblood on your mother's side. But your father—" He paused. "—your father is Kairen. King of the Demon Wolves. Ruler of the Firegate. The Eternal Flame. The Unbroken Chain." Each title landed like a hammer blow. Luna's vision swam. "The Demon King," she said faintly. "The most powerful demon alpha in existence," Nyx confirmed. "Ancient. Unkillable. And currently working to tear down the Gate between realms so he can return to the mortal world."

It’s not hunger for blood, it’s simply the power of a powerful person who made others freeze up when they’re in his presence. The king shifted attention toward the demon lord when the leader spoke. “You can’t do that,” the demon lord reminded the king. “He is no longer a pure god. You can only leave him here in the mortal realm. With that, I can torture him for ruining my heir.” “I know what you’re talking about. I am bringing him back to judge him,” the king battled. The demon lord released a demonic aura, sending Yric’s three servants to sink more into the sand. What was happening around him didn’t bother Xurden. He remained kneeling on the sand, staring blankly at the water.

Rain opened the huge mahogany doors with all her strength and in stepped my grandmother, Cecelia Von Speltsper. Lady Cecelia, or grapy, as I liked to call my grandmother, was the woman who found me. She said she had been out riding when a ray of light fell from the sky and there I was. I don’t know if that story was true or if it was made up to cover my origin as a hybrid, but she was the one who discovered I had the mark of a phoenix on my back and that I was to be the next Demon King. Lady Cecelia was King at the time and none of her five sons and two daughters had the mark.

"I am your king. Stand down!" "You are not our king. Not anymore," one of the demons spat. "We serve the Legion now." "You can still go back. You can join me." "We'd rather kill you, Demon King. You abandoned us!" the demon yelled. "And your weak. In your condition you won't stand a chance." The demons advanced. Shit, they were fully demonic and he was already fatigued and wounded from fighting his way into the keep. Have to protect Victoria.

In the front of the cave, was a big golden throne chair and sitting there was none other than the new demon king son of the previous demon king who was killed in the previous war. The demon king's eyes were so red that you felt like you were looking at the devil himself. He had tattoos on every inch of his body. "I hope you have good news for Me." the demon king spoke in a loud booming voice, causing silence in the cave as all the demons had stopped what they were doing. "Um." the figure said stuttering. He so did not want to be here but the demons had kidnapped his only son forcing him to do their bidding. "Speak up idiot! If its bad news then I'm going to end yours and your son`s pathetic

“But then new powers began to appear. I could enter shadows—blend with them, disappear, and emerge anywhere I wanted. It became useful for spying.” Darius gave a small, bitter smile. “I met a seer who revealed my true origin. According to prophecy, the Demon King could only conceive a child with one woman marked by a sacred sign. My mother carried that mark. He watched her for a long time, knowing she would never leave her mate. One day, he changed his appearance to her mate's, faked my his scent, and…had s*x with her. From that one night, I was born. No one ever suspected I wasn’t my father’s real son—I looked exactly like my mother.”

When Sonia noticed this, there was only one thought in her mind; this being was connected in someway to her baby. “This is Seth; the demon king and master of the underworld. He has come to aid you in your quest” Thanatos stated to Sonia upon the arrival of the creature. What Sonia thought would be the demon king happen to be a very fine young human clothed being with no spot nor wrinkles in his face. However, his eyes were pitch black and that alone made him scarier. Lucifer was filled with Joy and wanted the demon king to lift him up. “Clearly he wants to hold you Seth; sounds like you both click together” Thanatos stated to Seth who approached Sonia and took the baby from her hands. Sonia

The ethereal woman sighs, her form flickering like a candle in the wind. "The boy is in fact the reincarnation of a late and very powerful king from our fiercest rivals, the Black Faes. If they aware the kid is the reincarnated demised ruler, they will come to take him from you or from us. And it will be of course bloody because neither you nor us won't agree to let him go," she explains. "Rubbish!" Jason spits out with an anger I had never seen before. "Anyway no one will ever take my son without going through me first," Jason finishes, his eyes flashing with a dangerous golden gleam.

My mouth burned the moment his member entered but the pain only made me want more of him. At first it was difficult as his dick was too big to fit in my mouth, but seconds later, I adapted. I soon found myself sucking his juicy cock, drool dripping down my lips as my head bobbed up and down. It didn't take me long to realize that this wasn't his doing any longer, but mine. I wanted him badly, to have his burning cum coating the walls of my mouth. I wanted… the Demon King. I know it sounds like a lot, but it didn't start here. Let me tell you how I summoned the Hell Overlord–and made a deal I couldn't escape.