The King Of Demons Novels & Stories

velliam can easily see through his mind in demon dimensions. king was thinking about her daughter and all those memories. now king is clam and he close his eyes king:- I was terrible man, I think to sell my daughter for my throne and I was failed in ruling too. power is monster it make one too. maybe I am same as you I lost think what dear to me, my daughter, peace, happiness and true me. I was become salve than ruler. I let the demon take over me and now I realize I was living in lie. now I understand death is truth. please don't kill my daughter and tell her that I am sorry for hurting her. please tell her as my last wish I know I don't deserve that

The male demon turned her face to face his followers who were present. "Let's party!" King Asmodeus shouted at his people as the new king of hell and his kingdom. The situation that was originally solemn became noisy, everyone was happy, dancing with all the dances on the dance floor. The sound of strange music that Ardina had never heard sounded sweet to her ears. But she didn't fully enjoy the echoing music. Ardina looked bored. There was no happy expression on her face. Sitting alone while everyone was enjoying the successor coronation party for the Demon King.

"Welcome, my dears. I've been waiting for you. I mean 'you', Benard. I've heard of your numerous deeds. You're very good on the battlefield, so I've heard. And I was too lazy to make the trip to confirm your reality. Thankfully, I'm a genius." "So you unleashed so many minions to trouble those innocent people, all because of your desire to see me?" Benard was pissed. How much he wished he had his sword with him right now. He really wanted to separate that demon's head from his body. "I didn't expect you would follow him," the demon king said to Lucas, who was glowering at him. "But that's not a problem. Just an extra mouth to feed. I can take care of that much," the king said in a dismissive

“You will stand across from me.” We all move into position. Each of my Kings represent with life or death. Levi is the King of Demons, and thus the underworld, so he represents death at its purest form. While Remiel is the King of the Angels, representing life at its purest form. Lucern is a strong necromancer, so he also represents death, but on a lesser level than Levi.

"What made you think I want something?" "Why did you save me?" "You called for help." He said simply reminding her. "You are a demon." She pointed still suspicious of his intentions. "As I said early am half but now The King of demons." He corrected. Riel froze in place. The King of demons? He was the man who took over the demon empire by himself. And making himself the king of demons? That story of a hybrid creature who brought havoc and chaos to the demon empire and single handedly made them obey and follow him.

The king said. "I am Prince Kai from the kingdom of Devontae. It is a pleasure to finally meet you, King Lucius." The King smiled. "Same here, Prince Kai. I heard a lot of your successful battles and I'm impressed. Don't get me wrong, for a demon, you are extraordinary." Demons were known to be murderous creatures. They consumed human blood, soul, and flesh to survive. But the demons from Devontae were different. They do not need to feed on the mortals to live.

Just please kill me already, my poor heart can't take this anymore. I taste a metallic flavor pour out of my nostrils and mouth before everything went dark again. I felt myself collapse, but not even the impact against the steel floors could wake me. ******************************** Enters Kris, The Demon-Wolf King's Host, "KRIS! YOU GOT TO GET OVER HERE RIGHT AWAY BROTHER!" "DUDE, I'M FREAKING OUT!! PLEASE" "THE WITCH KRIS.... THE WITCH!" This friggin idiot! He calls himself a King?!

“YOU SUMMONED ME." I froze, my words dying in my throat as I slowly looked up. My eyes widened at the towering figure before me–skin red as coal and burning with fire that radiated heat even from afar. Seated atop a jagged obsidian throne that hadn't been there moments ago, was Thrakos. The Demon King leaned back, one leg slung over the armrest, grinning down at me with a slow, cruel smile.

He was also there when Davash had announced an attack on Ester and Melanie , but was being involved in some other affairs, although he was a young boy at that time. He had killed numerous of the enemies and took over all the areas and bays being the in charge and an announced himself as the uncrowned king. His figure was way too alluring that even if for a time, a fairy looked at him, she would drool over his husky stature and physique. People used to say that he is merciless not only in dealing with his enemies but also with women, no matter who she is , a demon girl , a mortal or a fairy. Everybody had a scared corner in their hearts for him , for he was the next generation king of demons.

All the fear spreading in this room carried a bad feeling about the catastrophe that might happen in the future. After all, the Lithonia ancestors strongly opposed any form of cooperation with demons, whatever the reason. For thousands of years the devil has been the main enemy of mankind and the Great Gods have fought against demons and locked them in the bowels of the earth and the only devil who has managed to get out of that cage is the demon king, Diavolos. King Roderick seemed to understand their restlessness, because in the history of Lithonia there had been several battles with demons. The only one who can suppress their tremendous power is the king of Lithonia as the owner of divine