Before Demon Slayer Book Novels & Stories

She randomly picked out a book. “Dealing with demons, volume I.” She read out loud and looked at the book and what was written at the side. She continued to walk until she saw another book titled How To Kill a Vampire. “I guess Vampires are basically demons after all.” She shrugged and started to flip through the pages of the book. Delilah looked around. She had already fallen in love with the place, and she was certain that if she could stay here all year and only leave to see her parents for a few days every month, she would.

"He said he's betrayed his mate. I never knew he had found his mate." "I see." I move into the library, mumbling to myself. "Can you tell Ava to come here? I don't want her far from me in this confusing palace." "Okay, Mr. D," Zulu replies obediently. Listening to Zulu's footsteps fade away, I walk through the library, scanning the shelves in search of the book of names. It is a particular book that helps summon demons, granting them the power to serve and obey. This book will be crucial in the upcoming war, giving the dragons an advantage over the vampires. However, not just anyone can use this book. It usually only accepts women, women with kind and innocent souls, women that demons will c

He was reading the demon history book. The Lycan King took a deep breath. This was bigger than they expected. "This is the ancient book of demon rituals and history. It says here that the only way to resurrect the death angel is to shower his tomb with the blood of four Queens. The Lycan Queen, The Vampire Queen, The Dragon Queen, and lastly my Demon Queen. Which I haven't fucking found yet up to now! Motherfucker!" Lucifer slammed his palm in his mahogany desk. The wood cracked. On the verge of splitting in half, he snatched his laptop in time.

Douglass accepted the challenge and looked back at Amethyst who had acted on an impulse and snatched the book from his hands. "There were two books — the book of Spells and the book of Prophecies. Why only this one?" Turning every page of the book, Amethyst investigated, narrowing her eyes at Douglass who never said anything else. Amethyst swiftly stopped turning the pages and stopped on one page that had her name written boldly at the top. Her eyes widened with unspeakable fear that attracted the attention of both Liam and Douglass. "M-my b…blood is needed for the…rebirth of the demon…?" She gasped and the book elegantly fell from her hands.

Queen Lilith said, pouring in a jar of blood in her cup. “Well if it pleases my queen I have gotten for you a demon slayer for your Legion. He is powerful and really deadly just how you want it!” Hades said warmly as the flames on his head turned blue. “Hmm…I see. What do you call him?” Queen Lilith asked, taking a sip of blood from her cup. “I call him Albunuf, a slay demon. He can be really helpful to you.” Hades said, pouring himself a cup of blood into his cup.

He placed the book on the side and sat next to her in the bed. “Demons are not allowed in the human world – they are cast off to the underground, to darkness. They live in there, eat and hunt and only their spirits are allowed to cross the boundary, when and if called by the humans. This demon may have wanted more, more than just darkness, more than be a slave to a weak human.” Her eyes looked ignited, powerful. He was flummoxed by the shimmer in them, the knowledge, the acceptance and he knew it wouldn’t take too long to fall for this girl, who was becoming more and more woman.

Lysan Dusk lay on his bed, watching the crack on the ceiling as tears spilled from his eyes, his heart contracted painfully inside his chest. He tried to call for help, but his voice barely came out as a whisper. He heard voices in the next room, “He has to go, he knows too much.” More tears spilled from his eyes as he struggled to breathe. Three years ago, he killed the ruthless Demon king. He delivered humanity from suffering. He stopped the Demon king before he could unleash hell on earth, and this was how he was rewarded. By being poisoned.

Mia stood close to him, holding the little dagger the sorcerer had given her. With a deep breath, Mia took the lead, stepping cautiously into the room. The low lighting and flickering candles cast eerie shadows on the cold stone walls. The atmosphere was suffused with an otherworldly energy, prickling at their skin as they ventured deeper. Heartman followed closely behind Mia, his heart pounding in his chest. He had never thought about this before jumping into it, but now it was too late because Mia's mind was made up. As they neared the center of the room, Mia and Heartman discovered the main altar, a grotesque structure adorned with esoteric symbols and surrounded by charred remains. This

Wonder if I have any powers? *Ember* I run my hand over the books in my workroom searching for a specific one. "Ah ha." I grab a book with a dark crimson cover and gold lettering from the shelf. "Demons and Hell" is written across the cover. I grab some paper, my feather and my ink before I sit down on a chair. I open the book and start reading. "There are three classes of demons known to humankind. The classes are as follows: the lowest level are the Vermin Class followed by the Common Class and lastly are the Royalty Class.

Samson inhaled sharply and eyed him strangely. "I did it as a show of my love for him, unfortunately he destroyed that by doing what he did," he mumbled softly. I eyed them both in utter confusion. Samson saw and sighed. "When lower demon documents are destroyed the demon no longer exists and won't regenerate in hell, so Dane's gone forever now," he explained and I looked at Mortas sadly. "We need to lock Samson's documents up in a fireproof safe immediately," I mumble frantically. Mortas jumped out of bed and looked at us both.