Who Is The Queen Of Demons Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I almost did.” “Please, Leon. She was just messing with you. Concubae are selfish, cruel, bitches. She was using your attraction to her to distract you. And it fucking worked.” Another man spat angrily. I grinned. Sounded like my type of woman. Over the last couple months, I’d heard bits and pieces about the demon queen. All the incubi who trekked through the forest did was complain about how she’d stolen their king and made him weak. Turned him against them. Part of me wished I could’ve met this queen, but she’d died fighting. Like a true warrior.

The vault seemed to hold its breath. Then the black pool convulsed violently, and from its center rose a shape unlike the others. Not Mia’s reflection, nor any of theirs, but something vast and terrible. A towering figure of shadow, its form shifting and indistinct, crowned with jagged spikes of violet crystal. Its eyes burned with malice, and its voice shook the cavern. “You dare claim mastery over yourself?” it roared. “Then face the truth: you are nothing without me. I am the Queen’s shadow, the heart of her will. And I will devour you whole!”

Alaric confirmed her signature and smiled at her. "I don't care about you but close your eyes for a moment" "Why should I do that?" The woman asked alarmed, "You'll Know when you close them" "Look I've done all you asked for, just let me go" "Well you see , I can't do that. You've seen so many and besides you might blackmail me later on and I have the strong mind you will so let's finish this here okay?"Alaric said and looked at the woman. The woman immediately stood up and started running but she hadn't gotten far when Alaric caught her and drained her blood. He left the building and used his powers to set the building on fire.

I murmured, half asleep, smiling against his ribs, warm all the way through. "My queen," Malik said, quiet, into my hair, like a thing he'd known for a long time and had only now earned the right to name. "My queen of chaos. If you'll have the crown. If you'll take a gray careful kingdom and a man who's still learning how to be a person and a whole city full of people who used to be ordered to fear you, and stand next to it all, not under it, and make it yours too." I lay very still against him, and felt the enormous thing his voice was circling, and decided, being who I was, to make him work for the shape of it.

She didn’t flinch. Then the guards grabbed my arms. “No—no, please, she’s pregnant! The child is innocent!” Liora’s voice cracked through the room as she rushed forward, her hands grabbing at mine. “Enough!” Ysara snapped. “The father is not. He is the Alpha of Obsidian—the man who has murdered our kind. You expect us to shelter his seed?” Liora dropped to her knees, hugging me tightly as they tried to pull me away. “Please, Mama, please… Selene is not a traitor. She didn’t know. She’s just a girl—”

How can you be sure of this unless you are in cahoots with her yourself? "I am not in cahoots with a demon!" Maddie replied, her voice rising. "I know this because she has been sending demons to attack me too. These creatures are out there, multiplying by the minute because of Aosoth's mere consciousness on this earth. Imagine what would happen if she eventually rose to power."

She had no choice but to listen, her body too tense to do anything else. Demeter began to pace, the soft clink of her golden sandals against the marble floor filling the room. “Not too long ago, Zeus and Hera decreed that balance must be maintained between the realms. The Underworld requires a queen—a goddess to rule alongside Hades.” Her voice softened mockingly as she glanced at Persephone. “And my daughter was chosen to be that queen, bound by agreement to spend half the year in his domain. It is a matter of cosmic order, not mere convenience. But Persephone is a creature of light and life… what good would she be with the dark and dead?”

I turned around looking at them slowly paled, and the queen was awake now and she was holding the neck of Zack and Kleanor. “no!” I shout and run to them. I held the hands of the queen and her Emerald eyes were looking at me intently. “You are the one, who carries the demon and the mother of the new prophecy that would help him to destroy the world,” the queen said and she slowly dropped the body on the two guys, Zack and Kleanor, who looked lifeless and stood up. She was about to touch me. When Warg pushed her and he held my hand. But as I ran there something that I remember…

Lava fluids streamed beneath like a large volcano changing the temperature of the planet and it atmosphere entirely. Everyone felt the sudden change but before they could react, gloomy figures rushed out. They were unidentified, they looked bizarre, unexplainable with exceptional and addition limbs making them more demonic than ever. After the rise of the demons came a larger hand, it tore open the sky like a large thread locked onto the sky like a pillar. It wasn't huge but long and slender, slender enough to be referred to as well shaped. The arms opened the ground larger enough to make way for the gothic entrance of the entity and as soon as the ground tore more asunder to it core, she wa

My heart felt like a piece of glass—sharp, jagged, and ready to cut anyone who touched it. “After all this agony, do you still want him? Do you have no pride? He messed with the wrong woman. I am not some weak whore. I am Miroslava Flameheart, Queen of Dragons and Werewolves—” I paused as the realisation hit me, cold and terrifyingly perfect. “—And soon, Queen of Demons. Because I am going to kill their king and take everything he owns.”