Demon Slayer 90s Style Novels & Stories

His muscles were taut, and a look of determination graced his face. "An interesting choice," I muttered, scanning the other two fighters. Samael looked forward and downed his glass of wine. Shea filled it up immediately. The demon on the right had a shaved head, multiple knives bound to his body with rope, and was only dressed in pants. His chest was bare, adorned with tattoos. He was shorter than Samael's pick and seemed somewhat bewildered, like he was a little bit lost. The one on the left had short hair, wielded a single sword in his hand and was dressed in fully black clothes. He wore a mask over his nose and mouth and had black stripes near his eyes, which were focused on something beh

The amulet emitted an intense light that dazzled our eyes. In a blink of an eye, a female figure emerged from the light of the amulet, wearing a smooth and sophisticated plain black satin overbust corset ... The woman's skin is as white as bond paper and it has tattoos on the right side of its face, both arms and also on its large breast. She has three small horns on its forehead and she has a large tail that looks like a lizard's tail. A Gothic female demon! She is beautiful but not as beautiful as the goddesses Anna and Devora.

“Satisfied? This what you waited so long for.” “Fighting fire with fire. Darkness with a more sinister darkness.” Theoden held up the sword, admiring how it shimmered. “Those bafoons never knew how to respect such magnificent artefacts... I call her Ashmere, the lake of past pain. This one, like her siblings before it, purged Slora with what is now known as the deadly plague.” “It is not just a plague…is it?” Arlen picked up a random crossbow on the ground. It instantly filling up with red arrows.

Glancing down at his shirt that had ridden up she could make out boot prints on his chest and burn marks on his side. "What on earth happened to you," she muttered. "I kicked his ass," a gravelly voice sounded with a bit of humor. Sophia turned and screeched seeing a huge frightening-looking demon standing in the doorway. Sophia's single eye widened at the gray colored skinned, black horned creature with blood-red eyes and huge leathery wings.

However, despite the room being much quieter than the one they had just come from, it seemed no less unoccupied. Kade didn’t take the time to do a full headcount, but he guessed that approximately thirty demons were currently staring down at their meagre-looking ten. “Well, well, well. I’ve heard of a cat having nine lives but a mutt?” Kade let out a growl as the mass of demons parted like the sea revealing Dante. Kade didn’t know why he was so surprised to see the demon dressed like he was attending the opera and yet it threw him slightly that he just stood there in a black tux.

Drinking my blood and using my limp and colorless wings to decorate his mantel. I won't go down without a fight! I snarl and morph my wings into elongated spikes that stretch out like the legs of a spider. Sharp and ending with hooked edges. Pounding footsteps run up the staircase and come along the hallway. They deliberately approach my door. Here we go...

He was chiselled and cruel looking, his eyes were literally flaming, swirling with red, orange and yellow, the pupils slits, where the sclera were usually white his were black and bottomless. He was dressed in a black house coat embroidered with gold thread depicting dragons, his bare chest and astonishing abdominal muscles were displayed with arrogant pride. His black leather pants tight to his thick thighs. At his feet were two demon girls, fawning over him. They were beautiful and both had long forked tails and tiny horns. They both turned and hissed at Ruben’s approach showing their pointed teeth and forked tongues.

••• Aleena’s POV ••• The room shook, and I prayed hard for it not to collapse, or we would all be buried alive. Thankfully, my prayer was answered, and the room stilled after long moments of shaking. The dust began settling, and once it settled, there was no more Uncle Cain. There was only Zalarus, the Demon King, in front of us. Zalarus had long black hair, eyes as black as the night with no white part, chiseled facial features, and tattoos all over his bare upper body. He actually looked mesmerizing, if not for the vicious aura surrounding him.

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

It sucks. 4: Hiro - Demons and Shin