Demon Slayer Aesthetic Novels & Stories

I politely declined and averted my eyes from him. "Can you reach Zaika's wolf Einar?" I questioned my wolf. "No, we are well out of range," she replied. I gritted my teeth in annoyance. Asher drained his drink and filled his glass again. I could see that the demon within him was just at the surface. The demon distorted his features making him less attractive and somewhat frightening to look at. He caught me eyeing him and glared at me. "Give me your female opinion. Do you think my mate will accept my ugliness?"

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

If not for the bluish hue in her skin and the lion’s tail peaking out from her skirt, Journee would have thought her a beautiful woman with the most unique almond eyes she had ever seen. “If that is so, we must dethrone him! It is a disgrace for a human to hold sway over our kind.” Another demoness answered. Her hands were covered with white markings like tattoos while a heavy veil covered her face. All Journee could see was her unbelievably long black hair that seemed to flow for a few meters behind her.

“I had her changed because she put on a suit-type outfit for tonight. I told her to put on a dress for a change.” “I’m here.” The three looked towards the direction of the voice and Ashley let out a groan. “You’re really hopeless, Alex,” she complained lightly. Alex stood tall and undeniably striking in a sleeveless black, lace jumpsuit with a deep V-neckline and bow detail. The solid color behind the lace matches the color of her skin tone that looks like she is wearing nothing underneath the lace. There’s no need for her to wear heels as her height already gave the effect of the jumpsuit. She paired it with a glittery pointed pump.

"Iblis Jabril, you must've heard the saying hell hath no fury than a woman scorned, right? This is for betraying me. Haha!" Cackling manically, Queen Nymrit looked like a devil from the seventh level of hell, as she viciously twisted the dagger in the demon's back. Iblis snarled and tried to yank the dagger out of his back. But as if he had been paralyzed, he couldn't move a limb and sunk to his feet. 'Demon Slayer!' All at once, thousands of needle-sized pricks pierced his organs and stabbed his heart. A sweet taste surged in his throat, and he puked a mouthful of blood.

’ Struggling to stop the smile forming on my face at her sarcasm, I focused on the demonic bitch that walked in. She wasn’t what I had expected a demon to look like. Though to be honest I wasn’t really sure what a demon was supposed to look like. She wasn’t ugly by any means; she was actually quite stunning. In a grungy kind of way. Her eyes darker with the thick black eyeliner she wore and the dark black lipstick really making them stand out. Her long blonde hair was tied up into a ponytail revealing spiked earrings that went up the sides of both her ears. As she strolled in, I watched as she rolled up the sleeves on her blouse revealing a sleeve of different tattoos. She really had her bad

The Demon King leaned back, one leg slung over the armrest, grinning down at me with a slow, cruel smile. He was red-skinned and powerfully built and his body seemed to have been carved from molten stone. Two curved horns rose from his brow and black hair darker than night itself flowed down his back. A short, trimmed beard traced his jaw, but what caught my attention the most was the fact that he was... NAKED? “What in the fuck?” I muttered under my breath as I placed my hands over my eyes, trying to avoid the eye of the monster in between his legs. "Where the hell are your clothes?”

Eva whined. “Don’t people compliment you?” “Yes, they do, but look at my hair now.” “Your demon side is unfolding more; people will love you more.” “What does the fact that I am a demon have to do with my face?” Eva asked him with a confused looked Zeiran blinked multiple times before erupting in laughter “Wait,do you think you are actually beautiful? all demons are made to be extremely attractive, only a demon can see the ugliness.” “Are you saying I am ugly?”

I turned to Aphrodite, and she nodded her head before she followed Ashley into one of the rooms, which is where she will be staying in the castle. I got up and walked up the red-velvet carpet-covered stairs. With each step, my appearance changed by itself. I'm no longer wearing a human look, instead I'm wearing a demon look like the one in Inferno. Actually the appearance of my demon is not as terrible as a monster. Because my appearance is more human-like, it's just that I have long black hair, I also have golden eyes and pale white skin. The universe says that I am very handsome. In this form, I am the only one who can beat Antares in terms of looks and charm.

“If you are a demon than how can you look like this? Like a normal human being?” “This is not how I actually look like. This is just how I appear to other.” “Then how do you actually look?” He took another sip then put his glass down before looking her in the eyes. “Once you really deep down believe that I am a demon you might see what I really look like.” “Can’t I see before that?” She asked. “Only if I show you but I don’t want to.” “Why?” He narrowed his gaze. “It’s not a pretty sight and you might never forget it.”