Demon King and Hero

Demon King and Hero

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Description "You're the Demon King?" In response to the woman's voice filled with murderous intent, the man opened his mouth. "No, I quit that?" ※ Demon King & Hero will show you the absolute limits of chaotic storytelling. ****the story is not mine, it's for offline reading purposes**** ***AUTHOR: Phantom of the Moonlit Night***** ****Please support the Translator: Myoniyoni by visiting this webpage: https://www.scribblehub.com/read/77651-demon-king-amp-hero/chapter/78865/ ****
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She, an innocent 18 year old angel, accidentally stumbled into the mating ceremony of the Demon King of Hell. She took the only empty seat in the room. The crowd whispered and eyed her with shock. "Why is everyone staring at me?" She asked innocently, looking up at the towering large man in front of her, a man three times her size. "Because you're sitting in the Demon King's Throne." He said, his deep commanding voice sending shivers down her spine. "The one who would kill anyone he wants." He said, teasing her. Panicked, she jumped up to apologize, but he yanked her back, pulling her onto his lap. A jolt of electricity surged through her at the contact, something as she never felt before. "Let me go..." She stammered, her ears burning red as she struggled. "The King will kill you for this." He said to her. A low rumbling laugh vibrated through her, making her weak. His iron grip tightened around her waist. "Little one," He said, his voice dark and amused. "I am the Demon King and as my fated mate, you'll never have to apologize to me."

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