Custom Made Demon King Romane & Geschichten

“Can I dig my nails into your skin? Claw you? Or maybe… I can tear you up and eat you!” “Demon…” she muttered, her nostrils flaring. How did he manage to repel a blessed arrow? No one, no demon has ever done that. “I’m not interested in fighting with a weak priestess. I have what I came for.” He flashed her a charming smile which Clairra hated. “You ask who I am, I am the Demon King. It’s disheartening to meet your acquaintance with an arrow, priestess. We shall meet again.” A few steps back in the shadow and the Demon King had disappeared, leaving Clairra more shocked than ever. She didn’t even know she was holding her breath until she fell to her knees, her bow down on the ground.

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

"That demon will come back in a few days to steal and do harm again. We should keep our guards up." "Aye, your highness. If only I had keen eyes to aim perfectly at that demon." "You did your best. I was at fault when I let the beast bewildered me." "I have never seen that beast before. What was it called, your highness?" Blue asked, leaning forward in curiosity. "It is the legendary Sabertooth. They said those kind of beast only follows a King." That is why it had enchanted him how that beast rescued the demon. Could it be that he is the King now? But why would someone so young and carefree as Kenshi be King of Yami knowing how powerful and manipulative the King of Hikari is at the moment.

But I held myself together, willing my wolf and heart to keep still as I couldn't control them both when they wanted the same impossible thing. King Xavier Vincenzo Steel, seated majestically in the throne upholstered with the most expensive soft material and crafted specially for the head of the household. The lycan King. It was designed with the head of a wolf and placed wherever the king sat. Somehow it had been moved to the expansive royal living room and the enemy of the territory sat in it, wielding authority naturally, and effortlessly. I halted in my steps. *** Monsters weren't supposed to be this beautiful. If my seventeen year old mind had thought him good looking, then after I had

Fail on purpose. He entered the combat ring, his eyes scanning the crowd, and he froze. Standing among the nobles, dressed in black, a man Lysan hoped he would never see again. Roman Da'Luka. The young version of the Demon king Lysan had killed in his previous life, looking extremely young and charming, with pale grey eyes. And he was looking directly at Lysan.

he shook his head and turned to the window. Morgana sighed, she knew the alpha king really well, one has to be careful with him or they would have themselves to blame. Alarick's wolf, Leo was possessed by the demon whose name was called Ubel. Leo, who has been possessed by the demon Ubel, has the control over Alarick's body and mind, he controls him and makes him do whatever he wants sometimes. Often times, he would take complete control over his mind and make him do whatever he wanted, leaving Alarick devasted and confused after getting back to his real self.

“Is Franklin now with the Demon King in his body?” “Not with him. He calls himself a new name though… it's erm… Te something… Tebris?” “Tenebris.” I sighed, and she snapped. “Yeah, that's the name.” She said, “Fuck!” I exclaimed. “What's wrong? Spill now, Scarlett!” Paenyrah yelled. “The Demon King that would arise in the human body, but his purpose wasn't stated, because the Demons wouldn't be dull as to tell the world what they'd do with whatever happens.” I said in realization.

"Well, it looks quite delicious." Half an hour had passed. "Hey? Why is it a Demon King again? Why is it not a Demon Prince or a Demon Royal?" "It looks... a bit delicious!" One more hour had passed. "Fuck. A Demon King again... Why isn't it a Demon Royal?" "Hey, the Demon King's body is not so delicious and I don't want to eat it any more!" One more hour had passed. "Hey, it's still a Demon King... but it seems to be at the peak of the Demon King realm!"

Before he could strike, The Demon applauded Apex’s abilities as a warrior and a fellow berserker only the strong shall be recognized while the weak shall become their stepping stone to even greater power. The lesser demon raised his weapon against the beast proclaiming his strength as he said with pride. "I am Draxor the kingslayer, these livestock are nothing lesser than a stepping stone to even greater feats of power. I ask you on behalf of the northern king for you to join us in our conquest of true power!” The Demon boasted. Apex offered no words to speak as he spitted at the demon’s offer wasting no time he punched Draxos in the chest with enough force to destroy two dozen mountains at

So that makes women blind with a demonic figure behind the bodies of the men they love. For those who ask, who is the real Master of Ceremony from this story. So you know the answer now. Here is he, the one and only Lucifer or as his human side is Ozgur Doğan. The King of all the Kings of Demons. The demon who walks among humans.