Demons Kings Novels & Stories

I stand there for a few minutes to ensure I don’t hear Ghaazi or Zho before waving my hand out and creating a portal to where my parents are—the perks of being a demon. “Honey, I was getting worried that something had happened.” Mom exclaims. She wraps her arms around me, and I do the same. I look towards the second floor as a loud squeal is heard. Mom and I turned as what sounded like a herd of elephants came down the stairs. I damn near fell on my ass when my little sister wrapped herself around my legs. I look down to see her smiling face beaming up at me. Her dark midnight blue eyes shine with her laughter. My mother has braided her long curly black hair. I look back up to see my

Kyle said and I heard demons around us starting to murmur. "That's right. Your king is weak. All this while he has been ruling you all with only half of his powers. A king that his subjects can easily crush." Kyle announced and the demons seemed to be in agreement with him even though they didn't say anything. "Do you want such a king that has fallen as low as being in LOVE with a mortal?!" Kyle shouted a question. "No!" they all shouted in unison. "And who do you all want as your leader?!" Kyle asked them.

One of the Oak King's subjects announced the Lycan King's arrival. The King of the Beast along with his Lycan warriors was the first one to arrive at the Neutral Grounds. The sync at which the Lycan Warriors marched made the ground tremble under their footsteps. They stood there under the cloudy sky waiting for others as their King Aric dressed in his Royal Robe strolled forward joining the Oak King on the table with an acknowledging nod. "The Ruling King of Demons, King Kyros had arrived on Neutral Grounds the territory of Ackley the Oak King." The herald announced the arrival of the second King.

But, they fell into silence when the announcer held his mic again and started to speak. “From the side of our revered demon kings, we have our beloved Lord of the flies. He is one of the supreme rulers of Underworld; one of the powerful Archdemons to ever exist in face of Creation. The gods and goddesses refer to him as a dangerous existence which is his name only is enough to inflict fear among these gods. Actually, he hardly needs an introduction because everyone knows him. He is no other than, King Beel-ze-bub!” the announcer loudly stated, emphasizing the name of the fearsome demon king. He moved his right hand, pointing to the entrance of the arena.

Henry looked at the demon questionably, waiting for him to elaborate further, and from his peripheral vision he noticed how both demons and humans tensed up with anticipation, waiting for any gesture of escalation. It was getting dangerous, he thought, the accusations, even when empty, managed to wake the napping enmity between the two kinds. “How dare you accuse our King!” one of the generals stepped forward, his hand on the handle of his sword, ready to behead the vile creature that dared insult their young king who was being too lenient while dealing with the blood sucking bastards, the demons, as expected of them, started hissing, taking their defensive stances against the open threat.

The demon knelt down, his head resting on the ground, and he was slightly trembling. It was time to put my acting skills to use. "I've lived in this realm for quite some time, tell me what the demon king has in mind." I was wagering that the demons' leader was known as the Demon King. For a little moment, the demon tilted his head in perplexity. "Sire, how did you end up in this realm? Even higher demons cannot enter...How did a noble demon... ahh, my apologies!" The devil was fumbling around as if it was bewildered.

"Believe me, everything will be fine, I have tried to fulfill several things and of course this will be quite tough competition for everyone. Also known as Werewolves, they definitely have several things and potential that keep making mistakes and think that no one can defeat the devil. Even though that is something wrong. I can assure you and especially you that you will stop thinking about something so much if in reality there I am defeated. The devil is the nation most hated by gods and God, so how can it be that when gods and God hate everything it will become like this? Of course it will never be good and even at this point no one knows how we became human beings who can be considered m

“I remember. That was the Spirit Lake Coven. The Coven Mother at the time, Alexstera Hale, was obsessed with taking the Crescent Kingdom from King Lothar. Samael even sent extra soldiers to Crescent City, where most of Alexstera’s attacks were directed.” “Samael?” I ask him. “The Dema King. He and Lothar have a strained relationship, but neither wants to see the other destroyed.” He replies with a shrug. The vampire king sent soldiers to help my father? Mom never mentioned that. “You’re on a first name basis with the Dema King?” I ask him, impressed. “We’ve met,” he says shortly, “and I’m close to someone he respects and trusts.” “Oh? Who is it?” I ask curiously.

I couldn't get him out of my head. The more I stared at the brothers' eyes, it felt like I could see him. “Can you tell us about this Damon?” Devin asked inquisitively. “Sure,” I answered, clearing my dry throat. “He is the king of all Alphas.” “He is an Alpha King.” “Yes.”

Around him were mean looking men, serving as an entourage. “Show yourself!” One of the guards dared to command. The figure took a few steps, stepping into the light and a few feet away from his entourage. His dark cloak pulled around his feet. On his cloak there was a red embroidery of a crown, only one royalty across all kingdoms has this embroidery. ‎ ‎Dravon. The Demon King. Alpha of Lycans. He stood tall, almost statuesque, a shadow against the flickering firelight. His gaze immediately locked on me. His eyes glowed faintly, sharp and cold, like they could see right through my soul.