The King Of Demons Novels & Stories

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

When he was ready to speak, he looked up at her. "I am a demon, as you already know. Demons come from hell. I wasn't sent on an assignment or anything. Contrary to what you think, I am here because I...because I want to be here. This world helps me to be everything that I've always wanted to be, free and my own person. As the first son of the devil, I am responsible for overseeing the affairs of my fellow demons on this planet." The more he spoke, the more her eyes narrowed on him. Klaus moved away from the wall and started to walk back to his couch. He settled into it and leaned forward, placing both his elbows on each of his thighs respectively.

There had been worse rulers. And really, how would I do that? Imagine a half-demon in his true form appearing in front of the palace, scratching the back of his head with his tail, and yelling, “Hey, King, come out and fight me! Oh, and you’d better take your relatives with you!” And Rudolph would run out of the gates, his family in tow, trying to ram me with Abigail’s head, followed by Andre wielding Ruthina in the same way. I would cast hexes on all of them, while we are at it, and sit on the empty throne. People would applaud me, “Hurrah to the demons!" half-demons, excuse me, and the servitors and thralls of the Bright Saint would look upon all that and weep tears of emotion. What if I r

The King clamored roiled, sending them flying against the wall with a furious wave of his hand. They groaned out as their backs contact with the wall. The king reached his hand out, as if grabbing someone and a woman appeared, her neck gripped tightly by his fingers turning claws as they stabbed through her neck. "No, not my mother!" "You demons are so weak, your master is nothing but opprobrious and pity, turning you into milk-and-water" the king hollered and he tightened his grip and with a snap, he let her body drop on the floor dead, her body slowly turning into dust and flee across the room.

A giant demon with horns, forked tails, black wings, and long claws descended from the moon. "And what is that grotesque creature with a terrifying smile?" Alexander wondered. "That is the demon king Beelzebub, King Bartholomeo defeated him before establishing our kingdom. From what I have heard, that being has omnipotent power. It took almost 12 stabs in his heart before he died!" said Leomord. "And it's amazing what can Prince Arthur revive from death.

“There are few things you don’t know Holly but you will learn all of them soon. For starters that place is where you get to see all the kinds of hot guys. From rugged hot to clean hot,” “Clean hot? And what kind of hot is that supposed to be?” “You know, the hot guys who polish too well. Mostly it’s the rich spoilt brats who like to show off with their neatly styled hair, golden watches and new clothes. Most of them are part of the elites and the stinking rich people, well, like you. For example-Joon,” “Joon?” I muttered in surprise. Who the hell was Joon? Was he some celebrity I was supposed to know?

“So tell me, Kaleb. What made you call me to the warehouse? Did you think you could easily deceive a teenager? A child who probably doesn’t have any wisdom or worldly knowledge?” Much to my surprise, Kaleb barked out a humourless laugh. “No matter what anyone thinks, you are far from a child, Miaka. Anyone with that much power can never stay a child for long. You are the Demon King, the presiding head of the Dark Council…I would never see you as a child.”

"I am your king. Stand down!" "You are not our king. Not anymore," one of the demons spat. "We serve the Legion now." "You can still go back. You can join me." "We'd rather kill you, Demon King. You abandoned us!" the demon yelled. "And your weak. In your condition you won't stand a chance." The demons advanced. Shit, they were fully demonic and he was already fatigued and wounded from fighting his way into the keep. Have to protect Victoria.

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."