Black Clover Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

There was nothing but a pile of collapsed pallets and a puddle. Then the puddle shimmered. The air above it twisted, and a girl simply stepped out of nowhere. One second empty space, the next, a person. She was about our age, with hair the color of cold ash and eyes that were a startling, pale violet. She wore practical black clothes, but they seemed to blend with the shadows around her. She frowned at Northstar. “Why did you blow my cover, Shadowalker?” Northstar finally looked at her. “First things first, your aura is almost like mine. It’s loud. And how do you know I’m the Shadowalker?”

I dive to the side, narrowly avoiding the demon’s magic, and grip my weapon. “Caleb!” Fighting the demon alongside Adrian’s wolf and Annastasia’s raven, Caleb follows the sound of my voice. I throw my silver dagger—its use intended to capture the demon—and he catches it with a similar tendril of his own, only it’s the same colour as his eyes. I’ve never seen his succubus side before; it’s utterly breathtaking. Smoky tendrils burst from his back, lashing around him and colliding with the demon’s. One of Caleb’s tendrils catches the demon on the cheek, and dark blood surfaces like tar. With his magic holding everyone else at bay, the demon touches the blood trickling down his face and snarls.

A little girl stood beneath a tree. She looked exactly like Elara. Clover rushed toward her. “My baby!” She reached for the child. But the girl smiled. Her eyes turned completely black. “You shouldn’t have come here.” Clover froze. The child transformed. It wasn’t Elara. It was the Void. Kael pulled Clover backward. “Don’t touch it!” The creature smiled. “Too late.” Black chains erupted from the ground. They wrapped around Clover’s legs. Kael slashed at them. They reformed immediately.

Out of the deep shadows, a high-pitched, mocking laughter echoed—a voice I recognized all too well. "Did you really think Julian leaving was an accident, dear little sister?" The darkness parted, revealing a woman dressed in black leather armor, her eyes glowing a sickening crimson red. It was Chloe. But she wasn't the pathetic, discarded mistress anymore. Her skin was covered in dark, glowing blood runes, and she was holding a jagged obsidian dagger that hummed with dark magic. "Hello, Serena," Chloe sneered, raising the black blade. "It is time to finish what we started in your past life."

A shadow demon suddenly emerged directly between us and the tent. Rhys cursed sharply beneath his breath. The creature rose slowly this time, black smoke rolling off its body while its shining black eyes fixed directly onto me. Not Corin. Not Rhys. Me. Its stretched mouth slowly pulled wider. Like it recognized me. Fear locked my body in place for one terrible second. Then Corin and Rhys moved at the exact same time. Blue and green crystal light flashed violently together through the darkness as both blades struck through the demon at once, tearing it apart into a violent burst of black ash.

Then she saw the true form. Her heart felt like it was going to explode. She had never seen something so hideous. It was a demon. “I’m Deon,” The voice echoed in the still sky, causing a great earthquake. Clary’s mind quickly pushed her back into reality and she let out a scream as she fell on the floor in her room. She was breathing very hard and her heart was pounding in her chest. Her mouth was dry and sweat dripped off her forehead. She took a few seconds to gather herself, she could not shake the image of the demon out of her head. It was a demon, she was sure. What else could it be?

****** Asher's Point Of View As soon as I jumped into the portal, going after Zayden, it transported me to the middle of a large meadow, completely unfamiliar to me. Then I felt the strong presence that appeared behind me. I turned around and I was face to face with the first-order demon, Zayden. This was the moment I had fantasized about for days now. I looked him up carefully, but there was nothing else I could see beneath the black cloak that he was wearing until he pulled down the hood over his head, ripping off the cloak from his body. The moonlight illuminated the face of the devil before me in a sleek black suit. The man responsible for the deaths of several innocent humans and Mum. H

She had been a pain in the ass since I'd first saved her. "I'm serious, Bo. What is that?" Clara pointed up in the sky. Rolling my eyes at her, I reluctantly turned to see what she was pointing at. There high in the sky, but plummeting quickly, was the familiar figure of a demon. No, not just one demon. An army of them. Fuck! "Clara, get inside," I snapped. "What's wrong?" she craned her neck to stare at the black dots. She wasn't a trained warrior like I was. I shouldn't be annoyed at her, but damn it I was.

I call out seeing how they are losing breath as Demonica squeezes their necks. Leo who now get the chance to push that soldier blocking him runs towards Demonica with sword ready to stab Demonica but Demonica just look at Leo then I see how her eyes change from Demonica’s reddish eyes into a scary black with no life seen in it. Leo is covered with a dark mist as he struggles to get free. I cover my ears when Demonica suddenly laughs in satisfactory and the way she laughs sends shivers and fear to everyone. I have to cover my ears because her laughter is like a screaming of a scary ghost. I look at Leo who is now slowly being covered by the dark mist; Vlash is struggling to get pass the soldi

“I didn’t consider that. Sorry. Please hold out your arm.” Clara held out her left arm. It was perfectly unscathed, with no cut marks. The old cigarette burns from her bullies weren’t there either. It was a nice sight. She looked up to see the demon pulling out a knife from his cloak and knew her arm wasn’t going to be unscathed for long. He slashed his arm and held it over her arm with the blood dripping down. “I’m going to cut your arm now, you can close your eyes if you like,” he announced. “This part is the bonding ritual.”