Novel & Cerita The Demonic King Chases His Wife

It grumbled and although her heart skipped a beat, she remembered Alex had kept the Kingdom in her hands, and therefore, protecting it was now left to her. Rising from the bed, she stared at this monstrous-looking demon. "Who are you?" She asked the monster which let out a deep breath, releasing a huge patch of smoke from its nostrils. "I am the King of darkness, of destruction, and of death. I am the ruler of hell, an eternal torturer and my name is Sathanas." His deep voice rumbled and she wondered how the guards in the corridor didn't hear it. "Sathanas? What are you doing here? Obviously, here doesn't look like hell, which means you can't rule here."

• • • • King Williamson or Williams of the Aqua Kingdom • • • • "My beloved I need your help..." the king moans on the corpse of his love. The corpse is still fresh as if it were alive, though it looks white and puffy as if the body has been sprayed with white powder from head to toe. The King has been keeping King Demons late wife's body in hope of resurrection. Unfortunately, such magic doesn't exist anymore. Gone are those days when great magicians were roaming the streets, performing unbelievable magic.

were still ringing in her ears, Vivian touched her glossy cheeks, her light brown eyes carried an insoluble sadness. "The one who lurks in the shadows" is the king demon, the ruler of demons. More than twenty years ago, Vivian finally turned from a scary ugly old green willow tree into a beautiful young woman. But, Vivian herself was not quite a green willow, inside Vivian flowed the filthy blood of monsters. By the time Vivian realized it, the demonic energy in her body was already uncontrollably overflowing into her body. Vivian became uglier little by little, and the killing intent in her body became stronger and stronger.

But I rose to my tall frame which was average in comparison to his. My head tilted upwards of its volition, crimson red flashing before my eyes. "Artemis Kastellanos, as your king and Alpha of the lycan pack, I, King Athanasius Kastellanos command YOU to kneel." But as a final act of defiance, I felt myself shift. For the first time.

Vragenn sat down and leaned towards Aira. “Choose,” the king commanded quietly. - What? - Ira stared at him blankly. - Choose those girls who will be your personal maids and your cattle. These words sounded as if by chance, but Ira seemed to awaken from a dream. - With a cat? I won't drink blood! I will end my worthless life and take your offspring to the demon mother! The yellow eyes flashed with irritation. The collar began to heat up. Ira stared triumphantly at the ugly scars on the king's face.

The curse that lingered within her soul mirrored the torment of his own existence, creating an unspoken kinship that transcended the boundaries of their disparate worlds. Drawn by an inexplicable force, the unnamed princess found herself in the heart of the demon realm. The Alpha Demon King, his gaze as penetrating as the moon's glow, beheld her with a mixture of wariness and curiosity. In the presence of this unnamed princess, a paradox of purity and darkness, the Alpha Demon King's stoic exterior began to crack.

I saw the men nodding in agreement to his question. "The Lycan king, Demetrius. We have his mate in our captive; his children escaped here with their warlord. Soon, we will be faced with some challenges. I want us to be ready for this. And I want no one to disturb Annabelle; she needs all the rest she can get now." "What do we do to the King's wife?" another man asked. "Make sure she does not escape. She is a sneaky witch, so pay more attention to her, or you would be dead in her place. Annabelle asked for her to be fed; who is in charge of that?"

Kyle was telling me as I started dragging him to the front of the soldiers but I ignored his words since he was the perfect person to play the role of that meanie husband of mine. "Now, everyone. I will be playing the part of both myself and the snake so watch closely so you won't miss any detail, okay? While our very own Sir Arsen will be playing the part of the big bad Lycan King, who is also known as my husband, Darius Moratis." The soldiers laughed at my choice of words but I didn't understand why since I wasn't making a joke. I brushed off their laughter and turned to Kyle. "Now, act as though you are eating," I told him.

I walked upstairs and Kerion followed after me. "Fucking old hog" Muttered under my breath. God he was disgustingly annoying and I hated him. He must be so proud of himself because his boss is a fag so he knows he has job security. Dante probably fucks his ass too. He looks like the type to take it up his ass too. Or maybe Kerion wanted it but wasn't Dante's type. Does his wife know? Poor woman. I'd pity her if didn't already hate her. She was not only crazy but also a stupid bitch herself so I didn't care for her.

It has three blue-grey gems – a big one at the center and small ones beside it. “I’ve asked permission for your parents and they agreed. Emily, I am willing to live the rest of my life with you and I will marry you once again after you graduate college.” He started. Words were caught up once again in her throat. Her heart beat excruciatingly hard against her chest, “What about Hell?” “Hell has its own king.” “Who?” “Alfred.” “Alfred, the mortal butler?” Her eyes widened, “That couldn’t be! He’s gone!”