The Demon Queen Novels & Stories

I'll just fart or something instead. I turn the faucet of hot water on the bathtub and throw in some bubble bath solution. While I wait for the bath to fill up, I strip off my shirt, vest, and pants, not to mention my boots, and step into the shower. Turning the faucet unleashes a spray of cold water on me, but it quickly heats up. The water runs through my hair and down my face and goes the rest of the way down my body. My wings that are wrapped around my torso relax and expand to their magnificent size. Being half angel and half demon automatically gives you wings too. But the wings aren't anything like the two. Angels have beautiful bird-like wings, like eagles and ospreys and hawks, whe

But she was pushed far back from her mother’s position, so she could only glare angrily at the empress. “You’re really getting on my nerves! You can insult anyone, but as the wife of the demon god, you have no right to insult him or his descendants! I hate women like you who act like you’re the perfect one here, and I don’t like the way you look down on others. Remember! If you really don’t like living here, I can make you leave this palace!” said the demon queen, who suddenly lifted her face veil, revealing her pure blue eyes clearly to the fifth concubine. For the first time, she saw the Queen’s blue eyes, which could make even her soul tremble with fear. At

Suddenly, a presence invaded his senses, a distinct feeling that someone was watching. "Who's there?" he demanded, his voice filled with a mix of caution and curiosity. "Well, well, aren't you perceptive," a playful voice chimed in, as a captivating figure materialized before him. Emine, the Devil Queen, observed him intently, her gaze fixated on the files strewn across his desk. "Let me formally introduce myself. I am Emine, the enigmatic Devil Queen. And I have a proposition for you: cancel your deal with Aiden Clark."

"Is she in the library again?" Lounging on a luxuriant couch, the Demon Queen raised an exquisite cup to her lips. The creamy-white ceramic made her red lips appear plump and juicy, attractive enough to churn a male's imagination with provocative images. "Yes, My Queen." The demon servant replied with a lowered head, cold sweat dripping down her back. "And your Lord...he's still watching her?" It was a crime worthy of beheading to report the movements of the Demon Lord to the women of his harem. However, confronted with the mild, yet cold eyes of the Demon Queen, the little servant didn't dare to withhold the information.

Demon. "according to the ancient history. It's a demon of destruction, the queen of hell, mother of all demons and the first wife of Adam. She was unable to bare a child of her own and it drove her crazy, made her do unforgivable things and then she made a deal with the devil so she was cast away to Eden (hell) where she became a ruler in the mist of flames. " i sank this in, trying to figure out if it has any connections with what was happening to me. "rumor has it that she leaves Eden once every hundred years when a portal opens and she comes to earth to complete a ritual that requires human sacrifices in other to have a child of her own. " that's when it sank in. All those women that died

The maidens laughed softly as they were watching the queen carrying her baby. At all of a sudden, the door of the room opened. Everything went cold. Arth turned slowly and he suddenly froze as he couldn’t believe what he saw. “A… a demon??? No… this isn’t just any ordinary demon… his aura is… terrifying.” Arth couldn’t move a single muscle. The demon has tall human figure but has a blue skin and has strong wings. His eyes were pure black looking at the queen and her baby. He walked towards the bed and in a flash, he killed the two maidens. They fell off to the floor with blood spurting in their slashed necks. The queen screamed as she saw them die in the floor.

The warriors who were sent to look for the queen saw the first thunder stinking and knew evidently that it wa their queen , she can control the seven seas and thunder emits only when she gets angry . Follow me , one of the demon warriors said and he transformed into a demon bird with a long mouth and flew to the sea which was near the forest directing the others .The other demons transformed into vile creatures with fire emitting from their bodies and were ready to kill for their queen , she was the queen of justice ,the queen of love , the queen of peace , the queen if judgement and mostly the queen of other people and she adored them ...that is why the kingdom was staying peacefully in

He was reading the demon history book. The Lycan King took a deep breath. This was bigger than they expected. "This is the ancient book of demon rituals and history. It says here that the only way to resurrect the death angel is to shower his tomb with the blood of four Queens. The Lycan Queen, The Vampire Queen, The Dragon Queen, and lastly my Demon Queen. Which I haven't fucking found yet up to now! Motherfucker!" Lucifer slammed his palm in his mahogany desk. The wood cracked. On the verge of splitting in half, he snatched his laptop in time.

An evil so black and malicious, holds my eyes corruptively, frightening my very soul as her wicked lips twitch and part to expel her ominous contempt. ‘Let’s pour more light on it, shall we?’ She begins to lean in, making me squirm to get away. I try to call out to Zorien many times but it seems he’s unable to see, feel, or hear me at all. In my panicking fit, the female Demon who I presume to be the Queen Mother I’ve heard so much about from the pointy tips of a crown I see atop her hair, touches my chin and bears her malignant smile right against my face.

The beast recoiled from its light. She smiled. Good. Let it learn limits. But even as she thought it, doubt flickered. Because something else had begun. A pulling. Not the beast. Something older. Deeper. From the east. The vampire empire. Her mother’s voice—Queen Isolde Valcour—whispered across impossible distance, carried on blood magic. Daughter. What have you done? Elara did not answer. Not yet. Instead, she walked back into the palace, through halls of ruin and kneeling subjects, until she reached the queen’s solar.