
Lily Cruz
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Novels by Lily Cruz

RISE OF THE DEMON KING
Aeris was born the weakest boy in Stonevale.
No magic.
No status.
No future.
Only one thing gave his life meaning, his little sister, Alba, the sickly girl he had spent years protecting.
Then the Empire came for her.
They called Alba a Sacred Vessel.
The villagers called it an honor.
Aeris knew it was a death sentence.
He fought. He begged. He even turned against the people he once called family.
But none of it was enough.
So when Alba was placed on the altar, Aeris made one final choice.
If the ritual demanded a sacrifice… it would take him instead.
Something answered.
Something that should have remained buried.
When Aeris opened his eyes, the ritual chamber was destroyed, Alba was missing, and a strange voice appeared before him:
[Congratulations, Host.]
[The Demon Core has chosen you.]
Now Aeris has power.
More power than he ever dreamed of.
But there is something the voice doesn’t tell him.
Every time Aeris uses that power, something inside him changes.
And the Empire isn’t hunting him because he ruined their ritual.
They’re hunting him because of what woke up inside him.
With Alba gone and seven Imperial Mages standing between him and the truth, Aeris begins a bloody hunt for the people who tried to sacrifice his sister.
But the deeper he goes, the more terrifying the questions become.
Why was Alba really chosen?
What exactly is the Demon Core?
And why does the mysterious System seem to know things about Alba that even Aeris doesn't?
Because the truth waiting at the end of his journey may be far worse than death.
Alba was never the sacrifice.
She was the key.
And Aeris?
He may be the monster that was created to open the door.
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Chapter: Chapter 11: The River Town
The safehouse door was barred from the inside. That was all Aeris needed to see. Rhea hadn't even finished with her count of the guards, but the message was already clear.Three long days on the road had finally brought the trio to Millbrook Ferry, a tight mass of houses and muggy streets huddled on a river bend. Imperial grain barges clustered on the docks, coughing up their cargo for the capital. Rhea’s intel had been dead on, third house past the tanner’s yard, blue shutters, a cloth merchant who kept to herself. Ophelia Rask. The next name on a list that started with Cedric Vane’s bloody corpse, still cooling in a collapsed ritual chamber just a week before.“She’s already spooked,” Rhea muttered, crouching beside Aeris in the deep shadow of a grain cart. “Look at the windows.”Aeris checked, sure enough, the place seemed almost hermetically sealed. The evening air was warm, but every shutter had been yanked closed, and those faint glimmers of ward-light tracing the sills weren’t l
Last Updated: 2026-09-17
Chapter: Chapter 10: The List
Out in the middle of nowhere, where the forest pressed in thick and close and even the most determined imperial hounds would wave off the chase, Rhea finally unrolled the full map near their little fire. The flames threw restless shadows across her face as Aeris edged closer, careful not to wake Alba. She was out cold at last, her breathing slow and even under the scrap of blanket Rhea had dug out of her pack, clinging to Aeris like he was a life raft. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen her sleep so deeply.Rhea’s map looked old enough to belong in a royal archive, creases worn soft, corners curled, ink smudged in places but never unreadable. Seven names, seven places. Aeris tried to picture them, but most were just words to him. Capital manors, monasteries perched way up in the north, a laboratory sealed shut beneath a river. He was lost, honestly. But Rhea handled that map like it was her own hand, her finger traced the names, the route like she’d done it a hundred times i
Last Updated: 2026-09-01
Chapter: Chapter 9: The Hunter's Bargain
They barely made it past the first line of trees. The arrow came out of nowhere, so fast it ripped the air, so close that Alba could feel its breath across her skin. Before she even realized what happened, her brother moved. Aeris wasn't fast, not usually, but now he was, almost inhumanly quick. He threw himself in front of her, arms out, like he was daring the world to try and take another shot.“Show yourself!” His shout echoed in the thin, smoky air. You could hear the old Aeris in it, the fear, the protective fury but something new, too. Something bigger. Something waiting to tear through him if anyone threatened her. He stood there, chest bared, not moving an inch.Branches creaked. Out of the haze stepped a woman. Maybe thirty, hard-faced, wrapped in battered leather armor. The kind of armor that used to mean something, except you could see where she had scraped that meaning off, the remnants of an imperial symbol just a pale suggestion on her shoulder. A stark scar curved down
Last Updated: 2026-09-01
Chapter: Chapter 8: No Home To Return To
By the time Aeris and Alba reached the tree line, smoke was already curling above Stonevale, thick and ugly, scrawling across the sky like a warning. Even before he could see the village, Aeris knew something was deeply wrong. The flames weren’t the warm, controlled glow of hearth fires or cookpots. They raged in wild, hungry tongues, devouring rooftops and leaping from house to house. He saw it and felt his stomach drop. This wasn’t some accident. This was deliberate. He caught his breath, voice breaking. “No.” The word came out more plea than protest, but he started running, dragging Alba with him, ignoring the ache in his own bones and the fever-shiver still in his blood.They crested the last hill and, for a moment, just stopped. Everything they’d known was gone. Not even ruins, a graveyard of charred wood, shattered stone, piles of ash where lives and laughter had been hours earlier. The square, where just that morning neighbors had gathered in the sunlight, was now chaos. Carts
Last Updated: 2026-09-01
Chapter: Chapter 7: The Cost
Under his ribs, he felt it: an alien heartbeat, out of sync and pounding harder than his own. The demon’s pulse crashed into his, jostling for space, fighting to take over completely. The worst part, his vision wouldn’t stay still. It jumped, flickering from his ordinary sight to something monstrous, something that turned everything into flickers of heat and waves of hunger. For a handful of terror-spiked seconds, Aeris honestly couldn’t tell whether he was seeing through his own eyes or the demon’s.Then, small hands. Real and warm, grabbing his face, yanking him back from the edge. Alba of course. He’d know her touch anywhere, no matter how far he drifted. She cupped his jaw, holding his head up, refusing to let him go under.“Aeris. Aeris. Look at me. Please, look at me.”He clawed his way toward her voice. It felt like drowning in ink, but he pushed, and suddenly the world snapped back into focus. There she was, Alba, right in front of him, kneeling in the rubble, hair tangled and
Last Updated: 2026-09-01
Chapter: Chapter 6: First Blood
Mine.That word cut through Aeris, harsh and strange, as if it didn’t belong to him at all. It felt wrong, too desperate, too greedy, like hunger clawing under his skin. And for one dizzy, bone-deep second, Aeris knew it, whatever had nested in his chest during the ritual wasn’t just lending him power. It was alive. Awake. It wanted things he didn’t.But there was no time to really figure that out, or even get scared. The broad-shouldered mage’s eyes went wide and wild. He fumbled with a spell, panic making his hands shake. The woman with that icy, sharp glare started backing up, muttering fast, something about getting to Thorne. Only the cold one stood his ground. Sigils blinked to life along his sleeve, burning bright enough to hurt.“Vane,” the big mage croaked, voice flickering between warning and begging. “Vane, the reports never said anything about a Demon Core living in a human host. We have to back off. Regroup. Get help,”“I don’t run from shadows,” Vane snapped, not even gla
Last Updated: 2026-09-01
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