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The Demon Lord Is An Angel

This is the story of Kir, who has to thwart the will of Heaven, Hell, and his parents in order to survive and protect the people he loves. He just has to make it through life at a magical academy, avoid dying, and survive to find his birth mother, the lost Daughter of Heaven. Or be forced to take his place at the side of his father, a Duke of Hell bent on destroying the way things are. It's a lot to handle for a quiet, brooding angel boy. Fortunately he has company. A succubus, a foxkin girl, and a half-angel boy to start. And Kir has his own secret: this isn't his first go at life. ---- Daily Chapters At 1205 EST ************ Content Advisory: Sex of the pansexual variety (lots of it after chapter 50) Adult-Oriented chapters will be titled with * All characters depicted in sexual chapters are adults 18 Earth years and over. ************ PS: Thank you so much for considering my novel! I invite you to consider my other works if you are interested: https://www.webnovel.com/profile/4323849251 If you're interested in joining a forum for my books, or interfacing with me as the author, please use this Discord link: https://discord.gg/ksJ8dJup4d If you like what I have written, please collect my story, comment, and consider if you'd like to support me further. Humbly, ~Haizao

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Red Queen

The tarts were a hit!

Sure, it took what seemed like half an hour for each individual tart to be magically tested for poison, but as soon as that was done and they began to be distributed to the high table, the way peoples' eyes lit up at the combination of strong coffee and mild white chocolate flavor validated Kir's work in making them.

Unfortunately, the tarts never left the high table. Mostly because Lumin wound up regifting the second box to the Queen.

But at least Kordia's ears and tails twitched and swished with delight as she tried the tarts.

Kir was still admiring them when a pair of shadows covered his part of the table.

"The Queen will speak with you," one guard, a monkey-like beastkin said.

"Right. One moment," Kir stood and stepped out from the table. The guards had him walk in front of them as he approached the high table.