The Demon King's Daughter Is Way Too Easy Novels & Stories

the girl said, smiling devilishly while looking at the dead bodies of the vampires until it vanished. “What?” King Desmond gasped in shock and looked at the girl dumbfounded. “Pleasure to meet you, father.” the girl grinned and continued, “I am Demonise.” King Desmond's mouthed agape in shock. Demonise walked closer to him. He wanted to run away, but he froze while trying to remember who this girl was. He doesn’t remember having another child except Vorges. “You are not my daughter!” he said while shaking his head in disbelief.

“I almost did.” “Please, Leon. She was just messing with you. Concubae are selfish, cruel, bitches. She was using your attraction to her to distract you. And it fucking worked.” Another man spat angrily. I grinned. Sounded like my type of woman. Over the last couple months, I’d heard bits and pieces about the demon queen. All the incubi who trekked through the forest did was complain about how she’d stolen their king and made him weak. Turned him against them. Part of me wished I could’ve met this queen, but she’d died fighting. Like a true warrior.

"Mom was wrong. What did we do to you? What did we all do to you?" Even though Ava had already experienced it once, she still hugged the diary and cried until she shook. "Mia, look at Dad. Please look at Dad." Dad crawled to the desk. "Dad was wrong. You were never a bad investment. You're my daughter." He lifted his hand and slapped himself hard twice. "I'm not human. I forced my own daughter to death." Ava crouched on the floor and frantically searched for the forum on her phone. "I want to trade my sister back. I'll pay any price."

He struck. The First King fell. I stepped closer. It's over. He looked at me. Not yet. He smiled. Then he pointed behind me. I turned. My daughter was standing there. Kael was unconscious at her feet. The darkness was surrounding her. I screamed. No! The First King laughed. You freed my army. But you forgot the most important piece. My daughter looked at me. Her eyes were black. Mama... I ran toward her. The First King whispered: She is mine again. My daughter raised her hand. The entire darkness exploded. And this time... she wasn't afraid. She was smiling.

He tilted his head to the side and slightly put out his plump red lips. Was she really questioning him after doing all that to summon him in the first place? This girl had used such a powerful ritual that instead of summoning a normal low tier demon, she accidentally summoned the great Demon King! And then she had the audacity to question his identity. These sort of thoughts flowed through his mind and confused him about the identity of this girl. How could she have summoned the most powerful demon in hell so easily?

The king cried some more, pitying himself as he heard the violent knocks on the door, and an urgent sound calling him. “Father…” There it was, the king thought, another demon pretending to be his daughter, calling him that urgently to trick him to open the door. “Father please, open the door it is me.”, the urgency in the voice and the fear lacing it sounded almost real, almost sincere, the king thought as he slowly raised his head from the floor, staring at the door, and listening to the cries of the girl who sounded exactly like his Sara. “Father please, open the door, he is getting closer! They are all getting closer!”

she smiled, and I chuckled. "Yeah, I have met him before." I joked, and she leaned into my touch. "Over there are: Arman and Ava, you met them when we visited the Dragon Vault." She said, and I nodded. I knew I had met them before, but somehow I couldn´t pinpoint where... "Dom and Aisling, he is the Demon King, and his Queen is Uncle Arran´s daughter -dragon-" she said, and I nodded, trying to get all the details in.

The King asked and she shook her head in pain. “I didn't dad, I already gave up Hayden a long time ago, why the hell will I take his mate?” She asked in tears and the King sighed. “Hey, are you healing?” Prince Hercules asked and she shook her head in tears. “Why isn't she healing?” The Queen asked. “It's a demon’s cut, it's not going to heal easily.” The King said and tried taking his daughter’s pain. “But what about King Beck?” One of the other Kings asked.

The demon, who was looking bored, perked his head at the oldest Red Witch inquiry. Sayo clicked his tongue. “I can’t. I was a demon on death row. By your aura, I’m guessing it was you who was used as a medium to open the door. The King inherits the Royal Blood. The demon King only had one daughter so she must be his mother.” All eyes turned to Ambrose, who looked as cold as the glacier above them. “So he can close 'the gate' but how when we don’t even know where it is?” They were all contemplating when Valerie's eyes flickered between the King and the Princess. The King had the blood of the Royal Demons and the Princess had the blood of the Red Witch, though both of them were half-bloods.

This was not how we saw our lives go. In the arms of the Demon King, a newborn is lying peacefully asleep. Ah, yes. The reason tse died. Nobody knows how the rogues got into the castle,I suspect that a jealous she-wolf that the king slept with before marrying Lee allowed them to enter the territory and guided them to her room where she defended the life of her newborn daughter. Yes, she gave the Demon King a daughter of his own. It was not his demonic ability that killed his amte this time, it was a rogue. His love for her grew as he began to know her. It made me a little jealous to see that he started to love her, I wanted to be the one to love her that way eventually. Now I have to raise h