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

Malakar stopped pacing and turned to face him, that predatory smile spreading across his face again. "You know what I find most interesting about this letter? King Aldric seems to think his daughter is something special. 'Pure of heart and noble of blood,' he says. 'Trained in all the graces befitting a queen.'" He laughed again. "He's offering me his most precious possession, hoping it will save his pathetic little kingdom." The demon king's eyes gleamed with anticipation, like a cat that had just spotted a particularly interesting mouse. "Besides, it's been far too long since I had proper entertainment. My last queen died... what, two years ago now? I've been growing rather bored lately."

The Russians have done things far worse than we have. Especially Semion aka the devil. He has no weakness, is very intelligent, and has brutal skills on the field. The stories I've heard of him are incredible. He might be the most feared man in the underworld but that inspires me more to be far worse than him. The Italians have studied his moves carefully. Knowing what his witnesses destroyed him but for the past century, we haven't found anything until last month. His precious daughter. He's done a great job hiding his daughter from us but now that she's soon to reach her 20s and searching for a husband. This is our opportunity to take him down.

“They’re happy. They’re not suffering, and they don’t have any troubles. “They only belong to me. “This is art! It’s perfect art!” He was completely insane. It was completely inhumane. He had turned these young women into his personal toys. I looked at those young women. They were only in their early twenties. Their lives were just starting. However, they were trapped in this dungeon. I recalled what Charlie had said. “The pretty lady fell asleep after the jab, just like sleeping beauty.” It turned out that this was what he was referring to. I felt very sad. I was sad for these young women and this despicable world.

He spoke with an air of confidence, but a slight chuckle from his father was more than enough to bring down his confidence level. It was a known fact that his father, the ruler of the demon realm, knew much more than he did. If he said something was dangerous, then it was truly dangerous. “We are demons, Klaus dear. Some of us would be more than willing to break as many laws as possible just to get what we want. It is, as a matter of fact, what we know how to do best.” Immediately his father was done speaking, Arabella’s footsteps could be heard matching into the living room. Both men turned to look her, and found her with a tray in her hands.

girl:- I never except you would be interested in me. demon:- you are an interesting girl, if you are a subject then I am a topper. girl:- stop it, you are making me embarrassed, I don't have a boyfriend, and my father doesn't have a son or any other child who can carry on my father's business, he loves and I love him too, I am trying my best to make his life easy because he works day and night, I want to make him proud so all the responses have fallen on my shoulder.

She could not hold back the comment and just had to say it out, taking the chance to tease Uziah, the demon king. "Okay…," Uziah tilted his head slightly, "that's one harsh your majesty." He said gentle but with stoic face, as if he was prouder instead of being offended by her 'harsh words. Uziah now thought that daughters are much better than sons. If he had a daughter would she accept him easily? "To think you actually have the guts to say that this almighty king of the demon is worse than his son right before his face and even wonder how my queen puts up with me is really harsh Tiana."

Living statues. “You are Gabriel’s daughter, although you look like your mother. Tell me, do you plan to challenge Alpha Osiris for his seat?” The King asks casually, with a chuckle. “Do you expect my grandson to jump in to save you?” He says with a sneer. “I have no such aspirations, your majesty.” I answer evenly, without a glimpse at my disdain. “Everyone aspires to wear a crown, girl.” The King retorts.

August’s POV Last night was a lot more intense than it was meant to be. No one was supposed to get hurt. Any wounds I got healed up thanks to my demon healing factor. My mind was fixated on the human from last night, not the one who died. The one who left before the climax of our night was reached. I didn’t even catch her name. It was most likely for the better because she’d probably blame me for what went down. That or she’d be afraid of what I was and I wouldn’t be able to explain it away after what she saw. I wasn’t even sure if I wanted to mess around with human women anymore.

She trembled, "What is this insane power? How can you catch my magic mid-air and not get killed by it?" She fell back as my full demon form loomed over her, I snickered, "If there's anything, you should know who I am. I am the Demon King, only surviving son of Satan and wrath is my power." I easily swept her magic off as if they were dust particles. Her whips and runes were powerless against me

Julie probably made a deal with a demon to seduce the king and eliminate the competition. Man, this is an Asian drama shit! But who is the demon helping Julie? Could he be the same that is helping Demir? Thinking about it makes my brain malfunction—too many problems on one plate. "Lippy?" Dad calls me. "Are you alright?" "Yes!" I flutter my eyes and smile. "So, Julie is Demir's mom. After your mother died, she became the next Demon Queen?" "Before mother died, Father never once came to her. I and others who were loyal to her arranged her funeral." Dad's hands curled into a fist.