The Demonic King Chases His Wife Novels & Stories

She replaced the feather in the ink pot. Sebastian. Why else would she feel so restless? She shut her eyes and whispered to the wind and let it take her to wherever her husband may be. The condemned rushed in their numbers, their steps led by the fantastic scent of food. "Over there!" They shrieked, hurrying to the lying body of their prey, their eyes crazed with bloodlust but just as they got to him, he strangely vanished into thin air. The woman shrieked in anger, her claws digging into her skin and drawing blood.

Lilly slowly began, "I and my husband, Zane ruled the demon clan as husband and wife and also king and queen. We ruled happily and our kingdom kept expanding progressively. And after 5 years of our marriage we got blessed with a male child who we named Kia. Kia's birth brought success and more good tidings to the demon clan and our joy knew no bounds. Four years later i gave birth to another child, a beautiful girl child who we named Kianna. But unlike Kia who brought us success and progress, Kianna birth brought doom to the demons clan. On the day of her birth, the vampire king, Gerald with the help of some other powerful clans successfully invaded our clan. The fight was a bloody fight as

I shook my head. “No… no, that’s impossible, I was in the demon realm.” Everyone exchanged confused glances. “The what?” Conrad asked. “The demon realm!” I sat up straighter despite the weakness in my body. “The King… Bastian… Supreme… Vaelor…” I looked from one face to another. “You have to listen to me.” “There are demons and they’re trying to escape.” “The King needs my blood to complete his ritual—” “Mila.” Marcus’ voice was gentle. “You don’t have to force yourself.”

“I just love demon gossip.“ We all came to an abrupt stop as a vampire woman appeared in front of us. She had long, flowing blonde hair, wore a red dress matching her lips and nails, and stilettos that looked lethal. Though her fangs were hidden, her presence screamed seduction, danger, and allure. I instantly wanted to become her friend, to get her to trust me. This effect from vampires was insane. “Credence,” Rhazien greeted her, stepping forward to take her hand. He kissed it and twirled her gracefully, showing her off. “This is my wife.” Credence’s eyes roamed over us before finally landing on me, sizing me up like she found me interesting. Like a pet. “Credence, this is my friend Samael

“Can I dig my nails into your skin? Claw you? Or maybe… I can tear you up and eat you!” “Demon…” she muttered, her nostrils flaring. How did he manage to repel a blessed arrow? No one, no demon has ever done that. “I’m not interested in fighting with a weak priestess. I have what I came for.” He flashed her a charming smile which Clairra hated. “You ask who I am, I am the Demon King. It’s disheartening to meet your acquaintance with an arrow, priestess. We shall meet again.” A few steps back in the shadow and the Demon King had disappeared, leaving Clairra more shocked than ever. She didn’t even know she was holding her breath until she fell to her knees, her bow down on the ground.

The demonic spirit inside him continued to whisper twisted nonsense into his mind. “We can win against the king. Take Althea because she’s yours. You knew her first. You belong together, and she loves you. Don’t let her go. Don’t let this king take her from you. If you do, you’ll only prove how weak you are. You’ve always longed for her… will you really just stand there and watch another man claim her? No. You should be the one beside her. Kill the king, and this will all be over. She’ll be yours.”

I married a man who loves me like I am his whole world. He cooks for me. He kisses me. He looks at me like I would never lie to him. But I am not who he thinks I am. By day, I am his perfect wife. By night, I hunt the kind of monsters I am supposed to kill. And the worst part is— The Vampire King I have been hunting for ten years… may be sleeping beside me every night. Clara I watched Elias sleep beside me, the rise and fall of his breathing steady in the quiet room. His face was half-buried in the pillow, one arm draped across my waist, his grip tight even in sleep.

My mouth burned the moment his member entered but the pain only made me want more of him. At first it was difficult as his dick was too big to fit in my mouth, but seconds later, I adapted. I soon found myself sucking his juicy cock, drool dripping down my lips as my head bobbed up and down. It didn't take me long to realize that this wasn't his doing any longer, but mine. I wanted him badly, to have his burning cum coating the walls of my mouth. I wanted… the Demon King. I know it sounds like a lot, but it didn't start here. Let me tell you how I summoned the Hell Overlord–and made a deal I couldn't escape.

She said strongly as the demon king smirked. A minute ago he looked like he was getting upset, but now he was enjoying her denial. He wanted her to reject me, I could see it in his eyes. "Ancient witch, you heard my wife. She no longer wants to be here, so we will take our leave." He said, then linked his hand to hers. "Let's go, my heart." He whispered as I glared at him.

"I yearn to understand the full extent of our pack's past and how it relates to the present." The woman's gaze turned even more somber, her voice carrying a weight of sadness and caution. "Long ago, there was a wicked king who sought to amass greater power and control. His hunger for dominance led him down a dark path, one that intertwined him with strange, demonic forces."