Retired Demon King Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Lydia stood at the front of the demons, and beside her was Alora, the traitor who had turned her back on her own people, but the demon king; he was no were to be found, did he just planned on watching from a safe distance or was he suddenly going to appear once the tension in the battle got thicker. And boom, Kiara pushed through the crowd of Lycans and Warlocks, taking the first bold step to cross the invisible line, as a hypnotic laugh rolled off her lips, followed by the steady cranking of bones, as scale began to cover flesh and soon, she shifted into something bigger, something larger, and something more intimidating than the rest of us-the demon king, as her demonic beast towered a rea

She followed closely, it was a dead-end, and the thief looked left and right a little hastily. "Don't run, return the things to others, and you can still be sentenced..." Chloe bent over, "Fortunately, this dead-end has blocked the thief, otherwise it will be paid. She has to run for a while. She really doesn't want to have a super marathon on such a mourning day." Suddenly a ray of cold light appeared in the darkness, and the thief suddenly changed his complexion and revealed a fierce light. He opened the dagger in his hand and said, "bithch!! Fuck your mother hell!"

He said to himself as he picked up a novel from the end of the shelf, the title ‘The Arrogant King’s Love’ was printed in bold upon the plain red cover of the novel. The novel is about an arrogant king who fell in love with a reputable scholar and military advisor, Lord Han Xin. The met during the siege upon the King’s Palace where Lord Han Xian had unknowing rescued the king who was disguised as a palace servant in an attempt to escape. The story revolves around the king on his character development into becoming a better king for his people all the while trying to gain the affections of The revered Lord Han Xian through secret admirer letters. It is a very romantic and erotic tale which Is

While the ground soaked in blood and it seeped into the fabric covering Daniel’s knees, the memory he carried for so long drifted from his pores and ignited in the flames quickly consuming them. The stench of skin and hair and blood boiled in the air until Daniel emerged unscathed from the inferno and faced his men. He stood before Agamori and yelled to the Riders. “This was for Rosemary.” The old wizard bowed his head to Daniel and slid his hand to his chest. The King’s aura glowed in the brightest colors that Haldir had ever seen as Daniel put his hand on his shoulder. “For your Queen.” The Darke King stepped back and called back the fires into his skin and spoke out to the old gods watchi

everyone read the rule and they all are heading to the arena to play. Cali:- what do you think about them, one of them looks depressed, and the other looks confident and evil. demon:- she has seen something really disturbing, and I have doubts that man is dangerous. the demon looks at his locket he was surprised he saw that simple in the book, it was the top family, and it just comes one step less than the book holder. demon:- I know his batch, it was the family that have almost the same power and influence as King, everyone other side know that they going to win this match or the real king.

Both looked at me with disgust, but I didn't care. The king wouldn't be able to take his eyes off me. "My King." I seductively said. He was mine tonight. I was going to be the first human to seduce a demon king. Instead of waiting for an answer, I climbed on top of the table. King Mammon eyed me before filling up his glass. King Satan was carving his name into a demon woman, who cried out in pain.

How could he not do anything? For a second or so, he thought that the female demon might turn him down, but that's just the risk he had to take. After all, there was no other choice left. Steeling himself, he transported himself to her Palace. The demon didn't look the least bit surprised at his entry, almost too happy as if she already knew he would turn to her. Lukas gritted his teeth together, trying not to let the anger cloud his brain. Schooling his features, the demon King greeted her.

Lysan felt a huge lump in his throat and he looked away. "Lysan." Dyleon grabbed his arm. "What does he want?" "He wants—" Lysan swallowed. "He wants me." Dyleon's face went white. "What?" “He said he was going to help me, but on one condition. Me. I'd be at his beck and call when he needs it.” The words tasted bitter in Lysan's mouth—how convenient. The Demon King Lysan killed in his previous life was after him now—and it wasn't good.

"No one survives a whole night with him." "The last bodies were terrible. Some were broken beyond recognition." "She was too arrogant. She wanted his favor so badly she threw away her life." They waited for my corpse. They waited all night. At dawn, the door opened. Lucien carried me out in his arms. I yawned lazily against his chest. The courtyard went silent. "She is still alive?" I looked around and smiled. "Stop staring. I am not dead. My Demon King is powerful. I am delighted, not dying."

I heard a man’s voice nearby and I speculated that he’s a threat. “Who the hell are you?!” I stood up without any hesitation though I might get killed and asked him directly. “My name is Lucifer Denville, and I’m the demon king. And you’re Emerald Greenfield, my lovely bride,” he simply lowered his head. My eyes widen as I got to view a tall man with long black silky hair, white skin, red flaring eyes whose wearing a long black coat with golden chains around him. “H-How did you know my name?” I trembled.