Demon Blade Supernatural Novels & Stories

The dagger must have been something special because the demon disintegrated into sparks which faded away. “Yes!” I whisper yell my victory. If I can help him even a little bit, one demon at a time. That would work. After a couple of demons, I had gotten hang of it. I could tell later that I was embuing magic in the blade I was working with. The blade was absorbing my magic and then it used it to kill the demons I was stabbing. I don’t know how much time passed but at one point, Shedim and I were back to back.

Usually, that mean the soul of the human had long since died. The blade was inches away from severing the demon’s head. That was until it stopped. No matter how much the angel pushed or pulled, she could not get it to move in the slightest. Looking at what had happened caused her eyes to widen. Suit had grabbed the blade with three fingers. He stood unperturbed with one hand behind him, as he stared at the angel with an expressionless face. The angle quickly let go of the sword and took a few steps back in disbelief. “Impossible. It’s impossible.” The scene before her was beyond shocking to her. “A demon cannot touch the holy blade.” She repeated the sentence more than a few times in disbeli

He then said, and I knew it had to be Kylee’s father’s blood on the blade. “Whatever they were up against all those years ago, had to have been powerful, if they coated the blade with demon’s blood.” Alexandra said and I began to wonder if this thing they had been fighting all those years ago was the Dark Goddess, and she remain locked here in this house alone in limbo, with no one to feed on until Natasha and Brianna decided to stay here after Kero’s death. “Is it possible that it was the Dark Goddess all those years ago too? Kylee told me that she was forced to leave here not even able to take anything with her.” I told them, and Christopher finally lowered the dagger looking at me.

"Eve's power is to suppress the demon's aura when you confront it. The bandages will bind the demon's hands, feet, and neck, making it easier for Reinhard to fight it, even if just a little." "Then why don't you want Eve to do it for me?" "Mystical weapons possessed by demon spirits, sometimes the main ingredients for making those weapons are body parts of the demon corpse itself. For example like mine, Ginny's sword, Andrew's spear, and also Ansel's claws. They all have mystical weapons with materials that are the main part of the body of the devil itself. As for you," Damien paused. "Your scythe is a weapon that the Grim Reaper uses. In other words, it's not a mystical weapon made from a p

“The Knife of the Heavens.” The words sent a sharp, cold chill down Daniel’s spine. His head snapped up just as the elder reached beneath his robe and unsheathed a blade unlike anything he had ever seen. The celestial blade shimmered like molten gold, pulsing with divine energy. The moment it was drawn, Daniel felt it in his soul. This was no ordinary weapon. This was something crafted to kill things like him. “A death by this blade will sever his existence completely,” the elder stated. “No rebirths. No resurrections. No cycles. If we strike now, the entity will be erased forever.”

Alex felt his body being lifted off the ground as a dark aura surrounded him. He felt a searing pain in his chest, and he fell to the ground, writhing in agony. His eyes turned red, his muscles bulged, and his skin began to ripple and change, taking on a dark hue. He felt an incredible surge of power coursing through his veins, and he began to convulse as the demon inside him grew more powerful. Alex was too shocked to even shout, and he watched in horror as his body began to transform. Alex tried to fight back to regain control of his body, but the demon was too powerful. It spoke to him, in a voice that was not his own, promising him untold powers and strength if he would just submit to it

The sword clashed with its opponent's blade in a dance of survival, each strike mirroring the ferocious struggle for power. As the Demon's sword drew down on me, a force beyond my comprehension rushed through the blade, a guardian spirit deflecting the fatal blow. The impression was both unsettling and invigorating as if there was an unseen ally amid mayhem. The Demon's strike faltered, his widening eyes showing the shock at the sword's resistance. Just as death seemed certain, a gunshot rang out, a triumphant chorus of life among the chaos. The Demon crumbled to the ground, his malevolence obliterated by Xavier's shot. Xavier's presence was reassuring, his wink and words erasing any remaini

I tried to breathe but the bastard had its entire weight on my body, crushing my ribs and digging its claws into my arm. Snarling, I placed the palm of my hand on the ground. The runes on my arm burned red as the earth began to rumble. I turned to the demon and smiled as chains erupted from the ground. They shot through the monster's flesh, severing through its body fat and slicing off one of its breasts. I closed my eyes as a rain of flesh and vile blood rained down on me. I was going to need another fucking bath. I rolled onto my feet, my breath ragged as I scanned for the last monster. “Thrakos," I called as more chains curled out of my runes. "What the fuck are these–"

Just like that He revived. The Exorcist facial expression changed and despair was in their eyes. Diablo started laughing like a maniac and went in the direction of the woman who was holding on to the barrier. The other paladins were pinned down by the other demons who got their strength back now that their king has revived. Diablo slowly walked up to her and stood in front of her. She tried to put up a strong face knowing that she will die nevertheless. Diablo lifted his hand for a swing to slash her throat like he did so to the head Paladin and swoop down on her. She closed her eyes and awaited her death but nothing happened.

she uttered while slashing the knife at the Demons round-up around her. With every cut of the knife, the Eidolons started going back to powder of ashes before disappearing. They don’t die, they simply went back to the dimension they belong. But regular Demons bleed thin blood like green poison, and some bleed silver or black. She remembers seeing a Demon that bled acid the color of sapphires.