The Demon Queen Novels & Stories

We’ve been preparing for this war with the angels for many centuries, but the utter destruction and chaos it will bring will be…devastating, to say the least. I’d be a fool to not be scared, although I’ve been preparing for this my whole life. When I think back to my own history lessons, the first of my bloodline that Hades created to lead the demons to freedom was a female, the only born Queen other than myself the Underworld has ever known. Queen Arabella, the only demon ever recorded in history to have the gift of hellfire. Hellfire is a fire that will cause absolute destruction to everything around it except the one wielding it.

She had never encountered such beings before. Panthers? This was something she never expected. So the man in front of him could turn to a panther anytime as they turned to wolves? That wad amazing. "And finally," Ansel said, his tone slightly hesitant, "this is Coline, the Queen of the Demons." A shiver ran down Edna's spine at the introduction. The idea of demons had always been more myth than reality to her, but here one stood, beautiful and intimidating. What? A demon? Edna bit her lower lip harder, to push the fear aside.

its pale hand suddenly gripped her chin, jerking her head upwards roughly. “No,” she breathed out, “please–” Those red eyes gleamed with an evil light; that gaze locking with hers knowingly with a promise of a world of pain, “Ah, dearest,” it cooed, soft and mocking, “…you shall be the first of many.” Queen Ysabel all but screamed there and then, throwing her arms wildly in panic as she forcefully tried to push the demon away from her–but the demon merely stepped back at the last second, allowing her space, allowing her to stand–as the Queen clumsily scrambled up to her feet and dashed to the door as fast as her heavy, elaborate gown could allow her to.

"But aren't demons allowed to do that?" "If you are the Queen, you're allowed to sleep with different men, but you could only have a child with the King. For us, the Demon King holds the highest power after Orcus. He would not allow his Queen to bear a child with another creature because it would ruin the balance between realms." "So, you're really that baby?" He asked. "I'm not sure. What did you exactly see?"

the king said as the queen look at me. “Enough with that... for now let’s rest for a bit. I will need to rest. I’ll be leaving you here, Riri of the normal world. Give them company. Bring some souls to me on the tower.” Demonica said as her followers nod and they pull 5 maids on the end that starts to struggle. Demonica waves her hand and I am drawn back to the throne where the queen usually sits. I tried struggling but I was like glued to the throne.

I turned around looking at them slowly paled, and the queen was awake now and she was holding the neck of Zack and Kleanor. “no!” I shout and run to them. I held the hands of the queen and her Emerald eyes were looking at me intently. “You are the one, who carries the demon and the mother of the new prophecy that would help him to destroy the world,” the queen said and she slowly dropped the body on the two guys, Zack and Kleanor, who looked lifeless and stood up. She was about to touch me. When Warg pushed her and he held my hand. But as I ran there something that I remember…

"Demons are known to always be alone and do not get involved with other realms. Why are you here?" The demon smiled. "The next demon queen calls for help. We are here for the demon queen". Anderson batted his lashes. Demon queen?. Who are they talking about?. He knew it has to be the kids but which of them?. "The one with the white hair" the demon prince answered

"I've always been held responsible for the kingdoms future and when it's finally my time you've all decided to come up with some crooked up nonsense. The council's stared at her with dropped jaws. what's she talking about. "Our queen is an half demon, half elf and half witch. she possess the most strongest power and have control over the skies". but you don't posses any of this. one of the hierarchy chiefs said standing on his feets hailing daggers at her. "His nerves. she twitched uncomfortably on her chair weak beneath her bones. "Did you say elf...demon...". she furrowed her brows at him, but we never births elf's nor demons so what you're saying is totally not making sense.

​Standing in her place was a monster of absolute, terrifying beauty. ​She was eight feet tall, a bipedal apex predator covered in thick, pristine snow-white fur that seemed to absorb the dim light of the cavern. Her massive claws were the color of polished obsidian. Her jaw was lined with jagged, razor-sharp fangs, and her eyes burned like twin violet suns in the darkness. ​It was Astra. The White Demon. The First Queen. ​The Vampire Lords froze, their predatory arrogance instantly replaced by pure, primal terror. Even Gale took a staggering step backward, his dark magic flickering wildly in the presence of an ancient, holy wrath.

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"