Before Demon Slayer Book Novels & Stories

While walking she told me, “I heard you ask Vandross why your book is called relic right? “Your book is possessed by our Ancestors and passed by or sometimes stolen. Relics in Zennery are not just books. There are many kinds of Relics. The Battle Relics which consist of swords, armor and shield. The Enchantment Relics the same as your book where spells are written and the Special Relics this was said to be unknown. I wonder were you get that notebook.” “I really don’t know but all I know is that this notebook was with me the moment I was born.” Miss Minerva was still curious about me and asked what is the name of the book. and I told her it was “Demonic Relic” the moment I told her the name

Indie let my hand go and let her demon form out, showing off that she was a concubus. There were some scattered applause. I let my demon form out too. All of it. “I am Morrigan, Vasilia of the demons.” I stated while my human form shifted.

From the look on his face he'd managed to finish reading the demon book. "Liam?" I looked back and forth between them as Sassy turned toward the statue, crystal in his hand. "Tell me." "Syd, you have to stop him." Liam lurched forward, but the demon shield held him back. "The book he was reading. It wasn't just about demon sacrifice. It was about human as well." Sacrifice? My heart clenched as I drove my power into the shield. My demon lashed out, still in pain, but ignoring it as best we both could. It seemed everything I threw at it was simply absorbed.

She smiled. Margo sat open mouthed as she listened to Magdalena and Bernard talk. They discussed death as if it was nothing. She quickly scribbled everything down and leaned back in her chair and sighed. She was thankful that Spencer and his people would be lending a hand to help them take him out once and for all. She frowned as she listened to them talk. It was like they were having fucking tea only the topic of dissucssion was how they were going to kill The Devil’s Knights. “Disgusting.” Margo mumbled and pushed out of her chair.

"Speaking of a… demon. Do you have silver knives?" He chuckled darkly. "Yes, do you want one?" "No, I took one of those that Cybele wanted to kill me with," I said, not without a sense of irony. Then I shifted my eyes to the group of demons, which was advancing on us. As the creatures noticed us, their shrieks and snarls spread across the corridor. A second later, the group of five demons lunged at us. Thankfully, the poison I'd been given earlier was out of my system, and I could attack those demons with my full strength. Those demons were fast, but not fast enough. Tyrion and I dodged their hits with ease while they couldn't cover their eyes and avoid being stabbed. We killed two demons in

Thamer closes his eyes and gathered all his energy and called the six demons inside him to wake up and let him transform until a cloud of smoke begun to appear and in one moment a demon from twenty years ago came back. He saw their opponents and as he started to blurt out the flames coming from his mouth, some of them turned to ashes. Lancelot and Damian, we're on their way to the location but they had no idea that Ramses was following them. They saw from afar that the place was burning. They saw a brood of vampires approaching and they thought that they will hurt them but they feel relieved when all of them went straight to the location. Martha, Drake, Dave, and Diana find a place to hide.

"I thought that if I could summon a Greater Demon and kill it with evidence to present to the Caucus, they'd let me be a part of their world and finally accept that I also had something special in me. I admit my plan was way over the top. I was a desperate, stupid eighteen-year old. "Perhaps a Raum or Dragonid demon I might have had luck killing, but summoning a Greater Demon, a demon that had existed before the birth of Hunters, infact a child of Lilith and Lucifer, was unthinkable among Hunters, but I was so desperate to prove a point to the Caucus, my mom, and Hunters at large, that one faithful night when my mother was out, I stole a couple of her spellbooks, a box of chalk and a Celesti

“Stop talking to the guy!” Scott McGowen yelled at her. He was a 30yr old gang boss, with short brown hair and hazel eyes. He lusted for power and in his lust had made a pact with a Demon Lord, which resulted in being given her. She was a beautiful young golden haired demon foot soldier, given to him to do his bidding and aid him in his rise to power, but she was more than that she was extremely powerful and needed to be kept on a very short leash. The great thing for Scott McGowen was that the contract made her, his…in every way, shape and form that he wanted to use her. All he had to do was give her an order and she had to obey it. Of course, Scott was going to use it for that, and the inf

I rolled my eyes at him, as Sanguinex reached up for me to hold him on my chest. “Momma!” He spoked playfully to me. “You do know what a demon blood pact is, right?” He stepped back towards the door. “No?” My ignorance was a bad thing and I knew it. “If any demon drinks your blood, they will be loyal to only you… of course you have to be the first demon blood they drink or they are not truly loyal to you… And you have to offer it willingly.” He walked back and forth as he talked. He looked like a teacher giving a lecture.

“Wow. Five hundred years trapped in hell, and this is what I get? Not a dark sorcerer, not a twisted warlord, nope. A lightweight who can’t hold his liquor.” I sighed, dusting myself off. “Great. Just great.” I nudged the guy with my boot. No reaction. He reeked of cheap alcohol and desperation. Fantastic. This was my ticket out of hell? A sloppy human who probably thought N*****x counted as ritual research I crouched down, peering at his unconscious face. “Hey, champ. You realize you just summoned a demon, right? Step one is usually staying awake.” Still nothing. I flopped back on the floor with a dramatic groan. “Unbelievable. I survive centuries of torture, brimstone, and eternal screamin