Novel & Cerita The Demon King's Daughter Is Way Too Easy

And Luna—daughter of the Demon King, Heir of the Moon— Would be *ready.*

"Yes, my lady" I close my eyes, a sigh leaving my parted lips. If I'm right, we really need to carry out the bonding ceremony or it might be too late. A shudder runs down my spine at the thought of him turning into a demon and completely giving in to his darkness. "So, you never told me much about your kingdom. What are your people called?" I say. "We are all witches and witchers but we are generally called ice witches. We had an alliance with the fae people and when our kingdom was attacked, our survivors came here to the fae kingdom and asked for refuge. The fae made another deal with us and soon, we were given a large mass of land where we could start afresh" she says and I nod in underst

Kind Eremus asked. "I won't, I wasn't a murderer sir, I only did what I have to do for love. I have never felt guilty like I am doing right now for killing those Princesses unjustly. But the truth is I am really in love with your daughter. I am not sure of her feelings to me yet, but I am very sure of mine." Demon explained. "Still yet I can't allow you to be with my daughter who is a princess and has a lot of enemies who want to take her powers away like my wife is doing at the moment," king Eremus said not moved by Demon explanation.

The Dark Lord's palace is on the north, so he is counted as one of the north demon lords. "Then I'll meet him myself," Daemon said. In the midst of all things, his mind suddenly went back to the image of that human girl. He'd still remembered how frightened she was when he just snatched her up and threw her on his bed. She looked like a crazed fairy from heaven, her dress all torn and in tatters revealing her smooth supple skin, with her red hair frizzed and ablazed. It looked like she had survived from an earthquake. Wait a minute! Why in all the things in the world did he think about her? What was he doing, thinking of her when he ought to be thinking of something else? He pushed the thoug

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.

Although, I had to sacrifice my immortality to be able to reform his life cycle like it once was. After he was brought to life, we buried the Alpha King alongside his whore mentally sick mate in the grounds of where they snuck up on us. Then we returned back to the hotel we booked in the first place to take care of the devil daughter who might grow up to become just like her father. Oh no. We didn’t kill her. No! Who the fuck would kill a kid? She’s a child, even if she’s a demon child. All we did was fed her Jade seed, and like we presumed, she inherited her father’s weakness like she did his ability.

she calmly responded. I stared at her, as she once again sat in the bed and crossed her legs. "Do you know, Demon is known as Demon because of me?" She proudly boasted. I stared at her, not knowing whatever she wanted to say. "I entered in his life, and I fell in love with him. He was young, smart and wicked. He had it in him to rule the underworld, he was meant to be the king, and I always wanted to be the queen. So, I helped him grow, I stood by his side, showed him the path, and brought out the animal in him. I made him ruthless, and the most feared man. I turned him to an animal, and I made him the king. So, it's me who deserves to be his queen," she proudly boasted.

Her voice was soft and sweet, melting one’s heart, “My daddy says that if a bad person tries to bully others, they can’t become the victim just because they get bullied back. A bad person is always bad, even if someone bullies them, they’re still bad!” Esther: “...” So sharp-witted at such a young age. No wonder she was Evander’s daughter—she should have realized this earlier! A little girl with bodyguards going out like this was rare in all of City A. With that look... only a man like Evander could have fathered her. But... Which woman was so lucky to have such an adorable daughter with a man like that! For some reason, just thinking about it made Esther’s heart ache in a quiet, broken way.

She lands lightly, silently, barefoot, and stands there for a moment, her shoulders back, her chin high, like she owns the darkness. My breath catches, just for a second. She doesn’t even look around. She just runs. Not out of fear. Out of freedom. Her legs move with practiced grace as she disappears into the trees, fast and sure, vanishing down that same path I’ve seen her take before. Towards the human town. Towards the noise and the lights and the place where no one cares who her father is. I stay still. Silent. So that’s who she is. The Lycan king’s daughter, but nothing like him. Running from a life most would kill for. So beautifully, blissfully unaware of what she’s walking into.

"I will ignore the disrespect in that comment this time, as you are my friend, but there was nothing ordinary or low about her and she definitely wasn't a whore. She is the eldest daughter of the Vampire King and his Werewolf Queen." "So she is a hybrid. I thought she was just a vampire. That's what your father told me and that explains why it took so long for the silver to kick in, to have any effect on her. It wasn't just fighting to weaken her vampire, but to weaken her wolf as well. Well, damn me... Oops!!!" he smirks, "You know it's a pity you and your sister called in the King. I was looking forward to my turn with her. I have never had the pleasure of forcing a vampire or even a part