Demon Hunter Shows Novels & Stories

Days have passed and the situation has somewhat calmed down a bit. Everyone had seemingly forgotten about the incident and went on with their normal daily lives in general. However, things were very different in certain parties. The Hunter Association was questioned many times about the demon. The executives that were questioned could not give a clear answer since only the president, vice president and the Five Coloured Hunters knew the whole truth. The Hunters under the association were also interviewed. Some claimed that they would have beaten the demon if they were there, some simply ignored the questions and some honestly tried to answer.

“Good. I have to finish what I have to do. Relax until she gets here. You have an hour.” I watched him leave the room and looked around. I tried to find something to do but nothing grabbed my attention enough to distract me from the tightness in my chest. I sighed and got up, having given up again on being productive. I took the stairs to the basement where I followed the sound of bones crunching to the refrigerator. I leaned against the wall as I watched Jamie carving up a deer. He paused to switch the knife he was using and raised an eyebrow at me. “Did you need me? I’m sorry I didn’t hear my phone.”

A Demon assassin to be specific. Yeah, cool right? I get to kill my target in just one snap of my fingers, not leaving any traces, I will just slit their throats and then vanish, as if nothing happened. And oh, the fire outside? I am the cause of that, not because I was just bored, but because my target was living there and I had to set the whole building on fire because the guy pissed me off.

THE DEMON growled loudly, spreading her tentacles fast that only point in one direction. Xurden had thought that this kind of creature didn’t even learn a single thing. They forgot exorcists that could face them existed everywhere, and he was the one who was best at it since he was a god. Demons always thought they were more powerful, which made them blind to the truth. That’s why Xurden didn’t have a hard time dealing with her. As the tentacles get closer, he raised his hand, releasing ice spikes from the bloody floor. The spikes stopped the tentacles from moving, which made the demon shriek aloud. Xurden didn’t hold back, and he sent a bigger spike toward the demon hitting her stomach wher

Thanks to the bastard who shot her, the thick blood on her shoulder was a perfect appetizer for those monsters. “ That idiot bastard, if I were to be left alive tonight, I'll cut off your limbs and throw you to the crows!” This dawned to her a bitter smile, even if she were to escape from the demons she may be a food to the wild animals or even be left rotting corpses in this forest. At that moment her foot got caught in the vines and fell to the bushes, her strength all gone and with all strength looked back for the demons chasing after her. However, to her surprise, the demon sat and stopped chasing after her, as if something halted them, slowly the demon dispersed.

"This party isn't over, Lunar Healer. I've been waiting for the moment you'd be weak after this transfer ritual." **** The room went silent, leaving only our heavy breathing and the sound of the hall walls slowly crumbling. Silas stood among the wreckage, his form looking way more horrifying than the last time we saw him. The black demon claw replacing his left hand emitted foul-smelling purple smoke, dripping corrosive liquid that melted the wooden hall floor instantly. "Silas..." Hunter hissed, his wolf body shaking hard. He positioned himself in front of me, ready to lunge, but my mother's grip on his arm held him back.

Hendrix replied. "The demon in me is your lord, Hendrix?" Alex asked, puzzled. "Yes, he is. Haven't you wondered why I am the only one who can make you return to your normal state whenever it feels like you're about to erupt?" Hendrix eyed Alex and continued, "I'm the demon's keeper. Its protector. Your people have harmed my demon, and that is why I would ruin them."

His gaze was hard, holding the dark, simmering violence of a demon protective of his treasure. “Fuck off.” I smacked his hand away, though the demon barely flinched. Dante heaved a sigh, before dropping onto the couch beside Mel. His obsidian eyes drifted to her, softening instantly from granite to clay, before snapping back to me with renewed hardness. “At least try and keep some level of sobriety for when your Hunter gets here. She should be here any moment.” The Hunter. The bane of my existence. The ghost that haunted my blood.

I doubt that he’s even paying attention to the show, that is, until the news decided to show up on screen from yesterday’s attack. “...faulty examination, as there was a demon that possessed one of the sponsors, Mr. Grimoire Delazeir. Professionals said that it was a rank B demon because it could take over and control its victims. Fortunately, one of the hunters in the venue is Logan Winters, who single handedly defeated the demon.” I did not miss how Logan’s expression changes when the reporter mentions his name. “For someone who killed the demon, you don’t seem happy like you used to. You’re not even boasting about how you killed it.” I try to joke to lighten the mood, but it seemed like L

demon whisper "You want to know how I kill my father, now I can show you practically. demon:- who are you why do you want to kill me? killer:- I get the order to kill you two, even if she is on the run I am going to find her and kill her. demon:- that's not sweet, why don't we talk, what are you going to do with me? killer:- they are going to torture you and take every information from you, my boss seems to take an interest in you, you are not a normal guest, that's why you have chosen to go with me or die here. demon:- do you think I care about my life? demon start to laugh like the devil and run toward him he start to use material art, but it was all meaningless, he didn't get a scratch. h