Demon Hunter Shows Novels & Stories

With the quick flick of her wrist, I feel warm blood seep from my neck. “What are you doing?” I squirm trying to get free. For all I know I’m laid out on the table to be her sacrificial lamb. She brings a small vile to my neck, holding it against the skin she collects some of the blood. Then caps the tiny bottle and shuffles back across the room. “I have seen what has passed and what is to come. Life and death. Death and life. The destiny of the chosen one is determined by your Hunter – Son of Lycaon.”

He leaned into her to kiss her goodbye, but she folded her lips into her mouth. He kissed her forehead instead, then left. She went to the couch, then remembered. She locked the door immediately. She sat on the cold floor, resting her back on the large metallic door. Luther was back. Narrator's POV Burangar Master Damien stood, at the First Barrier. "Seven days. And they've not rested. Are they even human ?!! ", a general asked, watching as the Demon Hunters searched high and low for the seal to Burangar. "Have faith in the Reaper. I'm sure that they can't find us", another calmed the tension. Eitri tugged at Master Damien's sleeve. He leaned forward.

"Ya, I know your work. Now move, I'm hungry." Well actually ZouMi, was distracted by the birds in her garden and lost all her mood when her eyes fell on the painting, she did. That was the worst and an insult to the original design. Gu Huan was impressed, but that was not the case with the other human, near them, butler Jin, he was totally horrified. First, his young madam came out of her den, second she spoke to someone, third she had a skin contact with a male! 'Is this the end of the world? Are we all dying? If Young Madam, had done all of these then surely this is the end...' His over thinking show, was stopped by ZouMi.

It sucks. 4: Hiro - Demons and Shin

’ The fridge was opened and the light was blocked by a hunched figure. "Grandpa Lancaster?" Ecca's grandpa stood in front of the refrigerator with his head shoved in the thing. Khuraan was stunned as to why that old man was sneaking past midnight. Aro Lancaster, the pioneer of demon hunter organization. He was a feared name among the supernatural realm, every single demon knew his name. Dead or alive. Undead or a soul.

For a while I was lost, and not once did I ever consider reaching out to her. “Yeah…you can say that again," Keo mutters, brows drawing together. I look up at him. “You know her?” “I know of her.” He doesn't exactly sound happy about that. “Now I’m scared…” If Keo has come across her before, it probably means she has been involved in something unsavoury over the years. Keo rubs the back of his neck, considering whether to tell me what he knows or not. “She’s a Demon Hunter. She’s been tracking me down for years.”

“I’m not sure. But I’ve always been good at winging it, and I haven’t died yet. That’s my plan, you know. Don’t die.” Evander lets out a sigh that mirrors Lucas’s expression. “Fine. Let’s do this.” * “We’re hunters.” Ricky shakes his head. “We don’t hide from demons. We hunt them.” “You don’t hunt demons like this,” I press. “Regular lower-level demons typically don’t have powers. These demons do.” I motion to Lucas. “It took both of us to take down a few scrappers. Those are usually a one-and-done kind of take downs.” “Lower-level?” Tom questions, brows pinching together.

Lenox laughs at us and pats our upper arms before he happily hops out of the ring of fire. Once he's far enough, I slam the door shut with such strength the fucking windows shatter. The demon hunter looks at me in horror, gulping down each breath he's trying to take. Luciano places his hand on my chest to stop me. "Easy, my friend, we're in this together, remember? Our kiddos might be murderous maniacs, but we have enough manners to at least say hi before we start gutting that motherfucker, don't we?"

Aaron whispered so quietly on the other side of Heather’s head, Brandon probably wouldn’t have even known what his boss had said if he hadn’t been thinking exactly the same thing. “Demon hunter,” she said, her voice a breath. “Might not hurt us. Seen ‘em do damage to others, though. Stay low.” Slowly, she began to shift her weight back and forth, working across the cave floor to the opposite wall, peering around the edge. The others followed suit, except for Dax who creeped back down the tunnel, away from the opening. Jamie also didn’t seem interested in seeing the creature and stayed a few feet behind them, nearer to Dax.

Even I took down a demon when I was fourteen. It was my rite of passage to be a full-fledged hunter. My mother chose my target. Of course, she’d chosen one of the most difficult supernatural beings to face. It nearly killed me, but I killed the demon before he managed to kill me. I remember how proud mom was when I returned with the demon’s head, organs in canisters for study and spells, and the rest of his body in a canister of ashes.