Crow Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

He crashed and slammed her against the wall that triggered the stability of the high thrones. Corvinus drove in like a gorilla, his size has augmented to the size of a yeti and POW! He backslapped Clancy but he only staggered back a little like it was nothing. Clancy relented not, he hovered an inch off the ground and his eyes glowed red before finally releasing a beam of hell fire that corvinus tired dodging lady Sif against. Thinking his durability would withstand the attack, Corvinus stood out but the beam roasted his skin, not alone, it burnt his soul which made him scream in loud agony. Dracula flew at him with large bat wing extended out of his back before Clancy, he roared blasting so

“However we did manage to take some living prisoners. Hunter Anthony has been interrogating them all morning. It would seem that the underworld is currently in some disarray. The rumour is that one of their most esteemed family member have now got a new matriarch, a half breed who has recently come of age. There are the those in the underworld who disapprove of the appointment. It’s causing a power struggle between the noble families.” “Why would that be of significance to us” Victoria asked in her thick French lilt. “It would seem that the demon who came of age is Hunter Avalon Taylor.” Dario spoke quietly almost in a whisper. But there was no disguising the name he had said. It was the nam

They emerge from a hole in the ground, a dark and menacing opening that seems to be the very gate to the underworld. The Drider, an equally terrifying entity, accompanies them. Its appearance is a grotesque blend of spider and humanoid, with a body covered in dark hair and long, sharp legs that creak with every movement. Its eyes, a bloody red, reflect pure malice and an insatiable thirst for power. Together, Drider and the Skinning of the mind are the embodiment of horror, a sight that could chill the bravest of souls to the bone.

What a cruel joke that twins would be destined to save the world. Liam launched toward the twins first. He did not aim to rescue them, not with the black chains lashing around his wrists and the venom flooding his veins. The slayer within him surged to the surface, uncoiling with a speed and clarity that was almost beautiful—if anything forged for murder could be called beautiful. He reached Bella in three steps, tackling her and shielding her from the next blast of the shadow dragon’s wrath. The impact tore open his own wound again, flooding the floor with blood, but he didn’t flinch, his eyes fixed on his target: the Queen, who had not moved from her stone-cold position beside the altar.

The spirit had dark aura emitting from it and it was going to possess Jasmine It was echthra, the spirit of hatred, it fed on humans evil thoughts "Oh no!! Echthra... Lucy's spirit has been bewitched" he muttered and quickly divided his spirit from his body He grabbed Lucy's hands and that moment, time stopped with only Lucy's spirit and his that was conscious "What do you think you are doing?" He asked and touch her forehead with his palm. He was performing some kind of exorcism on her and immediately she regained her senses "Who are you?" Lucy asked

As Jo led Dante toward the hunting ground, the noise of the gathering crowd grew louder and louder. Jo’s stomach twisted in disgust. Every year, the Dark Slayer pack held their "traditional hunt", a brutal bloodsport where captured slaves were hunted down and killed. They weren’t just demons, either. Many were wandering elves, half-fairies, and other magical creatures caught near the no-man’s border. Creatures that didn’t deserve to die. Alpha Jayden took perverse pride in these hunts, flaunting them as some glorious tradition.

Abu was one of the great grim reapers, in fact the head if the grim reaper's empire, who collects the souls of the deaths, a male who has long white hair, full white eyes that you couldn’t even tell where he was staring at; he always wore a bright large black cloak, has a long scythe with blue flames around it, and most of all a huge black yet stunning wings, sometimes you found it creepy but his wings were unique compared to what we commonly imagine, it’s maybe dark and scary but some of them found it beautiful, lastly, there were always some black butterflies flying around him, they were the souls who were punished because of their sin that cannot be forgiven, and as punishment, they were

Dimitri looked at his mother who nodded, and then he looked at the strange woman whose lower body was that of a snake, and the other woman who had wings for arms and talons for feet. “Serve me,” Dimitri finally said, “but make sure to serve my people as well.” There was a sigh from among the creatures this time. The harpy was tearful while the lamia almost jumped for joy as they were given the opportunity to serve the new Demon King. They promised to serve the rest of the beast folk as well and they gathered around to escort their new king and his people through the gates.

This was something new: a mother's love given claws and fangs, protectiveness shaped into a weapon of pure will. I threw myself between the general and Seraphina, my massive form blotting out the sky, jaws snapping with force enough to crush stone. My claws found the creature's shadow-flesh and rented it apart, each strike sending ripples of dissolution through its unnatural form. The general screamed a sound like breaking glass and dying stars as it collapsed into component parts that scattered like smoke. But more came. They swarmed toward us. Bone-generals and flame-wraiths, shadow-knights and void-stalkers, an army of nightmares pressing close from every direction.

When the man began talking, it felt like he was covering her body in warm honey. "I must apologize to you. I'm Alpha Gunnar of The Shadow Howlers. My head warrior showed me evidence that you had been kidnapping humans. When I looked closer at the evidence, I couldn't determine if what he said was true, so I wanted to do more investigating. Omar?" Alpha Gunnar looked at the warriors, and the large one in front stepped forward, his neck bare in submission. "Yes, alpha." He answered in more of a growl. "Why have you set out to destroy this pack?" Gunnar asked. However, it wasn't Omar who answered.