Black Clover Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

It sucks. 4: Hiro - Demons and Shin

“Come ou-“ before I could finish what was going to say his hands grip my hair and tilts my head so we’re face to face. Fuck. I reach my hands up as I simultaneously released a burst of power outwards. Demon powers are only at full strength in the underworld but up here it’s barely even a whisper. But the force that slammed into me and cancelled out my powers told me this Demon was on another level. He was one of the higher station hunters. “Now try not to struggle and let’s just go.” His voice was deep and low like if he was bored and I was an announce. I stay silent, shaking with rage.

I pry my eyes open to see her grey finger pointing towards Nova. “You keep your filthy fucking mitts off her, demon bitch!” I growl with venom as I push myself up and stagger to my feet. As the white-cloaked she-demon turns around to face me from across the craft, she raises her hands and lowers the hood of her cloak, revealing herself.

As I had asked, the shadow demon was still there, lurking in the corner. "Alright, let's do this," I said, walking over to him. Taking the needle out of the packaging, I glanced back at Daunte and smiled before turning my attention back to the shadow demon. "I free you from my bonds," I said as I drove the needle into my hand deep enough to allow enough blood to spew. The moment I did, the demon hovered around me, creating a black cloud-like blanket, and wrapped himself around me. I could feel the wind blowing before he whispered,

The Demon-Slayer Sword was a Chaotic Treasure from the depths of the Dark World. This sword was pitch-black in color, and mysterious Dark Characters were engraved on the sword. The tip of the sword was slightly vent, and the blade radiated a chilling gleam that would make one’s blood run cold. Looking at the Demon-Slayer Sword, Thea walked toward the sword. Powerful energy materialized in her palm, which enveloped the sword. Through her immense power, she forcibly took the sword away.

Only the demon often interferes in his feelings and stopping him from getting his happy life. “Don’t look at her like that. Look at Chloe. She’s beautiful,” the demon said. Daven walked to the bath without paying attention to that. He opened the tap and sat inside the tub. “You’re not listening to me,” “I am listening… but I don’t want to act like how you wish,” Daven retorted. “The blood moon is going to arrive soon, on that day you have to mate with Chloe or kill her. You have to do either one of this,” the demon said.

Demons are parts of darkness, and sooner or later, it will claim me, unless I manage to remain human. They stopped at the scene that I had carefully prepared for them. A dead horse and a man in a black cloak lying on his back. Of course, there was nothing under the cloak, but who would check? So, who'll go first? Ah, too bad I don't have a crossbow. Whatever. I'll manage. Especially since they stopped right where I wanted them to. I sized up the situation for the last time. All right, here we go! A daring leap into the center of the squad, and I landed right behind one of the pursuers. These shaven-headed beasts should not exist in my world. Demon's blood sang a battle cry in my veins.

It had baffled when he was just a mere mortal, but it floored him now as a demon. Her stubborn will to be both defiantly strong and soft in his hands had caused the sadistic side of Young to rear its head in Blood, pushing for an opportunity to turn her to clay. It never made any sense how she embodied love and light at all times, even when the harsh parts of herself were shown. The demon side of Young couldn’t help but want, damn near need, to crush that light out of her. In the same token, her display of blind trust in him was a gift he never wanted to take for granted so he was torn, now more than ever.

Eva no longer answered Iris's question and chose to sit on a chair. “The only weapon that can kill a demon is… your blood.”

I would say I hate them but hate is such a strong word,I don't hate them I really do despise their character. After doing some digging and knowing who was behind the attack,I decided it's time for me to rise up from the ashes.That was the final straw, because I vowed to myself I'll be back not only to avenge my parents death but also to make them pay,I mean choices do have consequences right? And with that I decided to disguise myself.My real name is Isabella Rosa Morrone,grey eyes and pale skin.After everything I was no longer Isabella,I was Marie Morrone named myself after my mother.