Akira Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

6 days later Capital Daemonum Regnum, Demon Kingdom It was a cold - icy dark night, the moon was as grand and bright as ever, the storm petrels, Hydrobatidaes were on their nests, there was no omen of death; the waters were frozen, everything was engulfed with fresh snow. Something freakish was seen among all — two figures stared vacantly at the Demon King villa from quite a far unascertained distance, standing on a cliff. One of them said to the other in a vulgar tone, " So... What? ... We the strongest fighters from the whole Human Empire are sent here to defeat a lousy, bastard Demon King on this cold night — it is snowing also, are they considering us rapscallions? What fiddlesticks! " T

They saw the jumps, the skill, the split second decisions, how far they would go to protect their demons. The sound of crunching glass made me look at Dagon again. And then she was gone. This woman was so quick, the quickest I had ever seen someone move. It was unnatural, even for the demon realm. She was on Megera's back within a split second. She put her finger under his nose and pulled back. The sickening crunch of his nose breaking into his skull was loud. Blood splurged out onto Acteus who was coughing up his own blood on the ground. Megera roared and exploded with anger. Instead of fighting Dagon off, he just let himself fall backwards. Dagon almost jumped off but even she couldn't avo

Jo paused, waiting to see if Eliza would say more, but she didn’t, so she took a deep breath and continued. “When the Vampire used that name, Asteria, I got chills. I realized then that it did make sense that it could be her, that it almost had to be. She’s one of the only Vampires that’s ever been able to create the sort of shields from Cassidy that she’s experiencing now. The other was Daunator, and he exploded, so I don’t think he could be back.”

It was a known fact in this world that regular weapons didn't cut it; only demons could truly slaughter other demons. Slyvara had caught wind of the ambush at the same time Kai did, and she had sprinted to the scene to back Damir up. Moving like a literal nightmare, she shifted into her mist form, slipping through the battlefield and blind-siding enemies left and right. By now, the human guards were totally exhausted, with most of them bleeding out or nursing nasty injuries on the ground. But Damir and Slyvara were an unstoppable duo. They kept pushing the frontline back, making it crystal clear that these grunt demon soldiers were absolutely no match for upper-tier powerhouse demons.

"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?"

And still, he glared at her through the agony, refusing to give her the satisfaction of breaking him. “Say goodbye,” she whispered, her fingers pulsing with raw energy. But I wasn’t going to let that happen. Not to him. Not to the man I loved. Not again. Akira hovered midair, her gown of fire flickering wildly as her hair floated like it was underwater. Her voice boomed with a weight the stone walls could barely hold. “I could kill any of you,” she hissed, her eyes now glowing red like heated coals, “and London would simply take the body of the one who survives. I am done losing.”

They fled as the Shinigami demons flew toward them. They came to a complete halt while they were nowhere near anyone. Kyra's two hands gleamed as she laid them on the ground. Kyra harnessed the energy of the earth and grass. She directed it against the Shinigami demons in a series of attacks. Cael relaunched his boomerang blade and hit one monster. Kyra attacks the Shinigami demon with both of her weapons. It collided with the demon's body and burnt like paper into the air.

Akira stared at the damn blade again, then at Dominus’s hand, how it gripped his goblet tighter, knuckles turning white. Something was wrong. He was not happy with the conversation. He was supposed to be; they were talking about one of his greatest deeds. Akira wanted to do something right now, but she stayed quiet. Because that’s what slaves do. Revenge takes patience. She couldn't wait to drive a knife into Dominus’s chest while looking him in the eyes. Her stomach twisted hearing all the derogatory terms used against her family. Her thoughts spiraled, each word from Ragnar and Cierra fueling her rage. She could almost feel the heat of her brother’s spirit urging her on, pushing against th

I wake up screaming my lungs out. Ang walks in glaring at me. “Are you going to scream every night and wake up the Alpha every time? You’re really making me look bad here Akira.” He looks down at the book on my lap as catch my breath. “The Moon Goddess? You read about the Moon Goddess and you’re screaming your head off still? You seriously have some prob-“, “Don’t you dare finish that sentence Ang,” I cut him off before he could go on and trigger my anger more. “Ang?” He questions. “Yeah stands for Asshole Night Guard,” I say as I make my way over to the sink to grab my water and chug it down.

The dragon prince asked as he shifted his gaze to her anxiously. “Yes of course” “And why would the legendary Blue moon squad look for a maid” The dragon prince countered sharply as if he couldn’t believe his ears. “Maid? I’m not a maid! I’m a princess, Princess Akira, The only child of Kunshiya Kun the first!” Akira countered angrily as she glared at the boy who was in front of her. “Uhn?”