Amane Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

He knew what he was doing to me. Damn it, my body yearned for him. My Lycan wolf was screaming to be with him. ‘We want him,’ I thought. "My name is Aamon. I'm a demon, king of hell," he introduced himself. "What is your name, beautiful?" he asked. "My name is Anna. I am a Lycan female," I introduced myself. "Anna, what a beautiful name for a beautiful girl like you," he flirted with me. "You are the most handsome man I have ever met," I confessed. He smiled before saying, "Anna, would you like to be my queen, my beautiful Anna? And rule beside me in my Kingdom?"

I couldn’t do anything because it was the truth. The Pazuzu unfurled its wings then, blotting out the red moonlight filtering through the cracks. Its claws reached for my daughter, jaws open in a screech that rattled the stone. “Kill her,” Bahar ordered, her voice low, delighted. The demonic pazuz lunged. Manolya’s scream split the air, but even as Pazuzu’s claws closed in, her hand dove into her pocket. She flung the nightshade sphere with all her strength.

This only enhanced the beauty of this dangerous object. Soon the blood drops morphed into solid, appearing like red pearls cut into half. "With the approval of the king and consent of the Princess, I announce female Seraphina, the royal guard for Princess Ellyana from this day on to the day the royals accept her services." With that being said the princess handed over the sword to me. The weight of the sword was heavier than my own one but suitable for a perfect strike. "You like it, don't you?" She asked watching me with a giddy energy..

I have to give her a proper thank you later on. Lisa: That will be up to you. As for supervising you, we will have someone do it. Ban: Who is going to be? Lord Anex: You can come in now. The door opens and a fairly handsome demon comes in and seems the same age as me. He had Violet/black hair with dark blue eyes and a little shorter than me. Something about him reminds me of Kiri. Ban: so who is he? Lord Anex: Our second child. Ban: Huh!? You had another child? What is his name?

He lowered the pistol, calmly sliding another round into the chamber, his cold eyes tracking Damon as though he’d been waiting for this moment. It was the second that I reached Giovanni that my eyes widened when I saw a demon colliding with him, the two of them clashing against one another as if they were more than just ready for this. Damon came for anger. He came to get his rage and his revenge. The ground shook beneath their clash, claws on steel, fury meeting calm cruelty. Anger, meeting, hate. Everything. Enemies, war, rage, everything collided into this simple moment. I knew that Ethan saw this. I knew that he wanted to go to her, but he was also rushing towards Giovanni. He was not go

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

I tried to breathe but the bastard had its entire weight on my body, crushing my ribs and digging its claws into my arm. Snarling, I placed the palm of my hand on the ground. The runes on my arm burned red as the earth began to rumble. I turned to the demon and smiled as chains erupted from the ground. They shot through the monster's flesh, severing through its body fat and slicing off one of its breasts. I closed my eyes as a rain of flesh and vile blood rained down on me. I was going to need another fucking bath. I rolled onto my feet, my breath ragged as I scanned for the last monster. “Thrakos," I called as more chains curled out of my runes. "What the fuck are these–"

She let out a maniacal laugh and did a little twirl in the middle of the wreckage of the front wall. "Yes, but now you don't have that. What are you going to do?" Jenevive asked quietly, calmly. Avamarie stopped her victory dance and gave Jenevive a look of contempt obviously taking offense to her questioning her. "I have her," she pointed to me. "Her soul is pure enough for the Daemon to come through on." Horror pierced me again and I began to crawl backwards trying to get away. She gave another twinkling laugh and stopped me with a flick of her wrist.

Without thinking, Klaus stretched his hand towards the man, and strangled him without touching him. The demon dropped dead before the rest of the workers. Klaus hissed, and returned to his car, rage boiling in the pit of his stomach.

As it approached, its hands burned and its eyes locked on Silas. "You won't be able to catch me...not with her," Silas said as he continued to back away. But his threats proved useless as the demon attacked both of us. I closed my eyes, but instead of feeling the attack, Silas' grip released me as he retreated, and I fell to the ground, hearing Silas' scream of pain. I opened my eyes to see the demon on top of Silas, its fangs sinking into the flesh of the arm that had been holding me, blood gushing out as I watched in shock. The creature then grabbed Silas by the shoulders and threw him, his back hitting the trunk of a tree. The other three men looked up as the demon rushed between me and t