Novel & Cerita Demons Kings

Aria didn’t seem to hear either. “She’ll leave and he’ll come back. Now his mate’s dead and turned to ash, he doesn’t have many options. Let him have some demon tail for a while.” Another whispered. “What if he falls for that one, too? Then we lose him like we did to the little ginger slut before. Why can’t he just stop chasing after them? It’s disgusting. I mean, look at the new panther king, all cozied up with the succubus witch. The dragon king with the demon king. The fucking Alpha with some fishy slut. Demons need to keep their tails off our men.” A third voice growled.

The knight remained quiet for a moment before speaking. “You can ask whatever you want now,” he said. “Before we arrive.” Lyria didn’t hesitate. “What is the king like?” The silence stretched. “Dangerous,” he answered at last. “Unpredictable.” “Cruel?” “Worse.” Lyria tightened her grip on the reins. “Why do they call him the Demon King?” The knight exhaled slowly. “Because he is not like other men.” She looked at him. “That explains nothing.” “He took the throne at eighteen. His own family tried to take it from him.”

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

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 world seemed to be quiet suddenly, the cicadas on the tree, the barking of the dogs in the street next to him, the thief's fierce face in mid-air, and the knife only a few inches from her face all freeze for a moment. "How does it feel like walking through death?" A voice came from the top of the head in the silence with a deep but clear voice. Cheng Mo looked up and suddenly found a man standing on the tip of the knife, looking at her cynically.

The voice of the Fire God León de Fuego is even more terrifying than the King of Monsters. The demons below looked at each other. After a long time, a demon with a long horn on its head, bright red face, and narrowed eyes stood up, looking a bit panicked, and said: "King." Twenty-two Youkai Counts were killed, their deaths are unknown, We can't pretend we don't see it.”

He knew they found it hard to believe that the king would be giving off his throne to his son. "All Hail the Alpha king". One of the king's subjects voiced out when they noticed the Demoni's present and the whole congregation joined him to scream. "All Hail the Alpha king". They chorus continuously until Demoni signaled them to be quiet and they obeyed. "I, Demoni Thana, Alpha and king of the Red moon pack". He spoke just as the whole place became quiet and all eyes were focused on him. "Announce Lucifer Thana''. He said and turned to see Lucifer walking into the balcony. "As the Alpha King of the red moon pack". He added and the congregation began to hail.

Lucifer is never nice, I'd just laugh at them, but now seeing it for real with my own eyes, that was something that got me speechless, he's something, she's something for sure. "No idea," the other lord says, only the higher demons are allowed on his floor, only us are allowed inside his throne room, and when we're called we better go before he comes after us, hunting our asses, he's not that nice really. We both walked inside, me and most of the lords, every one of us was the leader of their own family and house, we are in charge of lower demons, of recruiting more demons, of making sure to keep them in line and obeying the king orders. I saw the king, in all his dark glory sitting on the t

He said, confusing me. "Betray?" I asked in a low tone. "Yes. The late demon king was betrayed by the humans." He answered. "I don't understand," I said honestly. "A thousand years ago, the late demon king made a deal with the elders and priests in your territory which both of them liked. He was to grant them help in exchange for a blessed maiden." He said, then moved backward and leaned his shoulder against the bar door.

I heard a man’s voice nearby and I speculated that he’s a threat. “Who the hell are you?!” I stood up without any hesitation though I might get killed and asked him directly. “My name is Lucifer Denville, and I’m the demon king. And you’re Emerald Greenfield, my lovely bride,” he simply lowered his head. My eyes widen as I got to view a tall man with long black silky hair, white skin, red flaring eyes whose wearing a long black coat with golden chains around him. “H-How did you know my name?” I trembled.