Crystal Breathing Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

He smiled at her and stepped closer to her, pulling her head to him he held it against his stomach, stroking her hair. “Breathe, baby girl.” The ring of salt blazed suddenly with blue fire and the floor within the pentagram sigil seemed to fall and crumble away leaving a gaping hole to the fiery pits of the Demon Realm, a staircase leading down, leaving a narrow two foot ledge within the blue fire ring of protection. A steady, heart stopping beat of slow heavy footsteps sounded loud in the still quiet of the room as the warlocks stopped chanting and became like tranced zombies, staring unseeing at the circle.

I went to fly away to attack her only to be surprised that she grabbed me with her legs. My heart raced and I looked at Crystal who broke the glass. My heart dropped to my stomach as I realized that demoness could risk us losing another child. Crystal did not deserve this, she did not deserve to go through such pain. “He had a mate, you are nothing but a second chance.” She said, tearing my wing. Both Crystal and I screamed, and taking the danger, she growled, her growl sending shivers down my spine as she grew four times her initial size, breaking the room’s walls, forcing the demon to drop me down.

It was a female voice, familiar yet strange, but I couldn’t place it. "I’m not doing this!" I screamed, the words nearly lost in the howling wind. "I don’t know how to stop it!" The wind only grew fiercer, and the voice became more desperate, louder, pleading. "Please! You’re killing me!" "No!" I shouted back, panic swelling in my chest. "I’m not doing this! I don’t know what to do!" The pressure around me increased, closing in on me, crushing me. It felt like everything was spinning out of control, and I couldn’t breathe. My lungs burned, my vision blurred. The voice was getting weaker, fading, but still pleading.

“Shadowland has creatures in it. Both human like and black, gooey zombies.” Rain, my Knight and a powerful demon in her own right, gave me an unimpressed look as she adjusted a pin in my hair. She was a bit of a perfectionist and couldn’t stand when things were out of place. If she were human, I’d say she had severe OCD. I guess I could still say it even though she was a demon.

[Winston] We listened until she was down the stairs. Anders called Landry out of Aria’s room and Drayce called in a couple of Glimmer Dragons from one of the other rooms. He’d had them on standby. Glimmer Dragons were an all-female species. They had healing magic and all of the ones in the movement had been through training on the different species. The ones with us, Audrey and Marnie, were specifically trained in demon physiology. Dragons didn’t have alphas since they were all strong and dominant. Audrey had volunteered to feed Reggie. It would help a lot toward getting her better.

Lumora’s crystal sanctum hums with starlight, vines weaving through runes glowing on stone. Warm air brushes my skin, scented with blooming moss and faint star-dust. I am Aelys, mortal, steady, lunar mark a pale scar, silvered hair loose across my shoulders. Lena’s spark pulses bright in my chest, anchoring me to the Veil’s fragile weave. My blade, Elara’s runes carved deep, rests sheathed as I stand with Kalia and our group—Cassia, Renn, Maddox, Sylvara, Lysara, Theryn, Zorath, Valthor, Lirien, Kael, Veyra—in the sanctum’s glow. The Veil’s thread hums soft in my heart, trembling under a crystalline force’s echo. Kalia kneels at a crystal altar, blue aura steady, rift-touched orb glowing in

I finally felt alive. “But…” He then put on a serious expression. “We found a rare chemical in your blood. “There isn’t a name for it on the market. “However, in the black market, the name of it is ‘Angel’s Kiss’.” Angel’s Kiss? It sounded beautiful, but I could not help but shiver. “It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet.

Fuck how could I have forgotten about the air. Deamartos essence bleeds into the air whenever someone enters. An air so dense and thick it makes it hard to breathe killing anything who isn’t strong enough to withstand it. I bet she hasn’t undergo the training most demons have to withstand these conditions. I start to walk faster pulling her alone with me. “Stay with me Chyne. We’re almost there.” “Damien?” She whispers my name and I almost trip from how soft it came out. “I’m here. I’m here”

The voice yells out. “I know,” I answer as I glare into the eyes of the demon. “It’s an Orramoth. Fucking body leeches.” The Orramoth stretches its body and immediately turns its attention to me. I watch in horror as it opens its mouth and glides across the room. The demon's empty eyes shift red and make a clucking sound. My throat becomes dry. I can barely breathe as it sucks the oxygen from my parted lips. The closer it comes, I claw at my neck for help and plea to my inner voice for help, "Help me! Please, I can't breathe!"

he asked, his voice barely a whisper. Evie nodded weakly, unable to tear her gaze from the colossal crystal. It pulsed faintly now, a subdued blue light emanating from its depths. The chaotic energy, once a raging inferno within her, felt distant, a faint echo of its former power. Xal’dar, his eyes narrowed, walked towards the crystal. He reached out a hand, hovering it just above the pulsating surface. A faint crackle of energy arced between his fingertips and the crystal.