The King Of Demons Novels & Stories

Nurul Islam stroked Abrar's hair and began: "Once there was a king. His son was very honest. His grandson was even more honest. One day, the uncle came and said, 'I want the throne of the kingdom. If you want to save your grandson's life, you must fight...'" The room grew dim; everyone's eyelids grew heavy. But Arian knew—he would have to stay awake through the night. Because old enemies do not sleep, and they were now running after Abrar.

“Without the ability to love, or to feel love or empathy for anyone. They say that is how I took the throne… and how I kept it.” Lyria watched him closely. He did not sound like a man repeating gossip. He sounded like someone stating a truth he had long accepted. “Then you believe you have no heart?” A faint smile touched his lips. “I am the Demon King, after all.” He said it lightly, almost as if it were a joke. But it did not feel like one. Everything she had heard about the Demon King had been shaped by fear and exaggeration, distorted through the mouths of others, yet the man standing before her did not resemble the monster of those stories.

Chapter 10: Confession ************ "If I got rid of my demons, I'd lose my angels." ************ |Verena| "I just saw him go into that building over there." I said excitedly. We'd been trailing Ethan's car ever since he'd left college. We were currently seated in Nate's truck outside the posh looking building Ethan had just walked into. "We'll wait till he gets back and then go check it out." Nate answered firmly. We sat in comfortable silence for a while, our eyes glued to the entrance of the building. Finally I turned to look at him.

The blonde froze in place, not wanting to reveal his inner turmoil to his enemies. - Okay, I will fulfill my promise. Leave us! - the king addressed the onlookers. The vampires in the hall hurried to the exit. Tristan was relieved. The young man was sure that if he planned his moves correctly, he would be able to defeat this pair. Nevertheless, Tantario did not relax. The concept of honor was alien to the enemy. The king could kill the guest without any remorse, despite his own promise. But the Lord grinned and spoke: - I assume you are already familiar with the seraphim. After all, my doll is in your hands,” the king flashed his eyes dangerously, letting the young man know that he would gla

The silence that followed was absolute. Slowly, Karlo turned around. The expression on his face wasn't anger, it was a completely blank, hollow, void of pure, unadulterated carnage. The ruthless king who had built an empire on blood had finally revealed his single, fatal weakness to the world. He had tried to hide his little bird, but the hunters had smelled the gold on her gown.

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.

Alas, the chains were too strong and showed no signs of breaking. “Hubby! I’m here to save you!” Seeing this, Luna rushed over. However, she had just run a few steps when a huge figure blocked her way, as dark as ink. It was an unimaginably powerful demon. His strength made Luna tremble involuntarily. It was the King of Demons, Satan! Looking closely, Satan’s feet were not on the ground but floating in mid-air. His eyes emitted a faint light, and just one glance was enough to terrify people and make them lose their minds.

Hades wasn't seeing the connection yet. "It's complicated. But put in perspective my actual function. I rule ten dimensions of the Underworld. A world filled with demons of all kinds. I rule them, but I am not one of them. I am a powerful Elementalist who was gifted the throne. One tom among many scheming, strong, clever demons. Yes, there is a pact. Yes, it would be the height of folly for one demon to challenge me. But lately, there's been talk that a demon should rule. And that talk is growing in volume." King rubbed the bone above his nose as if this were a small headache he could massage away.

Lucius is his brother and what she can’t understand is why he would lock him up. “As you can’t understand with your pitiful low intelligence,” Axl padded as he walked past her with sarcasm hinting his tone. “It’s the prophecy what the Kings and Queens of Hell, or whatever you prefer to call it – underworld, must follow. This kind of prophecy holds a terrifying punishment if not succeeded and it’s becoming a mortal. I was once the King of Hell since the prophecy wasn’t written yet on the scroll. But then, it wrote: Lucius as the king having a wife from the mortal world and me…as only a prince!” Axl smashed his fist on the table in front of him, resulting in Emily to startle. She finally took

Next Samson pressed himself against my back and nibbled on my neck. "If the king doesn't want you I will gladly take you, lovely lady," he growled menacingly and squeezed my ass cheek. I crossed my thighs then squeezed them together and felt him pulling his cock away from my grip. "Tease," he laughed and smacked my butt. I should have cut it off with my sword. The shift was gauzy and see through, I could clearly see my dark pink areolas. At six feet I was exceptionally tall for a lady. I had sinewy muscles, nice medium size pert breasts and golden tan skin all over. I watched Samson eye me strangely and I grinned at him. His green eyes widened and he chuckled. We were chained again and broug