The Servant Is The Demon King Novels & Stories

Kael's face went white. "My lord, I was only…" "You killed her. My vessel. My child. My way back into the world." The demon king's form solidified, taking shape into something almost human. "Did you think I would reward you for this?" "I thought…" "You thought wrong." The demon king raised his hand. "You have served your purpose. Now you will serve your final one." "No. Please. My lord, please…" The sound that followed was like nothing I'd ever heard.

“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.

His skin was tan, his hair dark brown like chocolate, and damn, that body was perfectly built as he looked devilishly hot in a three-piece black Armani suit taking my breath away. "W...Who are you?" I asked my mate, already knowing the answer, because I felt the bond too. My mind and my heart were screaming the mate word too. " Now, why ask the question when you already know the answer to that, Princess Charlotte Petriokias?" the man asked " And, to answer your question my name is Zacharias Stone and I am the King of the demons and your fathers' age." he answers my question while taking steady steps towards me with a panty-melting smile on his face already doing a good job of making my panti

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.

Shen Yi sat in the study chair do not know how long, Meng ran between the books on the table all swept to the ground, cold humming way: "Don't know the good or evil. " As he spoke, he took off his shirt and trousers and changed into a bright burgundy suit. "Naturally, the color is bright, " he said. "It's black and it's ugly. " Dressed in the mirror looked at a long time, the heart of the gas is quiet. Re-sit on the chair, found things on the ground, the heart again not happy up, cold hum a few, lift a leg to go out. Su Foam is resting, just listen to the crash when a, she teng of a sitting up from the SOFA. A See Shen Yi Anger Chong stand at the door staring at her, Su Mo in the mind Deng f

he smirked. Arianna slammed the book on the table and stood up, her green eyes piercing through his red ones. "Good as well!," she said, "cause I wouldn't wanna be stuck with a petty Demon who doesn't even own a shirt!" with that she walked angrily out of the library. As she left, Damian who was stunned by her words sat there with an amused expression, this girl really was something. "Strange person" he mumbled as stood up and floated out of the library. He couldn't stay couped up as Arianna's servant, a prince like him was never brought up to be any one's servant.

"Since you are one of the newest additions to the demons, you haven't been there since the beginning, but yeah, master isn't the devil. He was once a human being. Now that I think about it, he was once a pure soul." Dame was fully baffled. Everything that Zin said sounded so real and genuine that he couldn't even think of it as a joke, even if he was trying so hard for it to be one. Just thinking about it sent shivers down his spine. How could that be the case? He's been serving his master for so long, how could he not be the devil? If he wasn't the king of the underworld, then why would the powerful demons and beings look up to him and listen to him and his orders?

I was eighteen when I left my pack. I ran away with Stanley, my fated mate. He never gave me a proper mating ceremony. But I loved him. I would have done anything. I watched him build his pack. Become an Alpha. Take over half the territories in the North. The first time we made love, he marked my neck and promised me a grand ceremony. One day. I kept waiting. For over twenty years, I tried to be the perfect Luna for him. Then came my forty-fifth birthday. I thought it was time. Time for that ceremony he promised, in the sacred springs of Starfall Valley. But he had another surprise for me. I found him in our pack’s private hot spring, pinning his dead brother’s mate beneath him. That’s when

The man stepped out of the darkness and into the light. Arabella jerked her head up to look at him. Blood red eyes stared back at her. She hitched a breath, a shocked gasp escaped her lips. He was a demon! He was a freaking demon! He corked his head to the side as he looked at her. "I see you do not recognize me nor my voice. Perhaps it is because we have never met." Arabella swallowed hard. The demon in front of her was an elderly one, who reminded her of her master's father, the demon king.

"No. I was just curious, why have you served Sebastian all this time?" "He's my king, even though he may deny it." She could tell by his closed off expression there was a lot more to it. "Is that the only reason?" Sighing he took a swig from his beer. "Along with Lord Sebastian I was a slave to Ivan the Defiler. When Sebastian rebelled he freed me as well." Her eyes widened. What the hell was up with demons and slavery? "I don't understand. How could you be kept as a slave? Couldn't you just go ghosty and disappear?"