Demon Slayer Aesthetic Wallpapers Novels & Stories

The door to the room I was, flew open, revealing the demon himself, dressed in his all black glory, he was holding a gun, he looked over at me and smirked, dropping the gun on his table, he walked over to his dresser, taking off his rolled up sleeve suit. "You know this is low right, even for you." I said. "I'll take the risk." His very sweet voice echoed around the room, damn, how I've missed that voice. "Lemme guess, you want to 50 shades of gray me." I said, Sacarsm dripping from my words. He gave a full rich laugh, taking off his pants and sliding on his black joggers. "Hmm, kinda." He said. "Look Tyler, in order to avoid any nonsense in the future, just let me go." I said, although, I k

Lilith slams her hand down, and the blast spreads across the room, but Jesse easily waves a hand to keep it away. Lilith shook her head lightly, her lips twisted into a sly smirk. "That's enough from you," she said as she breathed slowly, full of disdain. "You have always been weak. Getting your feelings involved... a disgrace." Jesse growled furiously, his eyes burning bright red. His body began to shift, changing into his powerful demon form. Flames blazed around his fists, ready to destroy everything in his path. However, as he got near for another attack on Lilith, his body suddenly froze. His face scrunched up in pain, and he fell to his knees, wincing.

The magic was very powerful, but acted selectively, or rather felt differently. - Please, - Radolyub pointed to comfortable chairs, but the guests did not sit down. Yarsi walked along the walls with curiosity, looking at the numerous pictures in light frames. They resembled colored spots, all depicting single flower buds, not yet open, frozen in anticipation of a new day, when the sun will rise and it will be possible to open up ... And the background of the walls themselves is dark crimson, gloomy, absorbing light. Probably, the students who got here immediately felt uncomfortable and anxious, and the furnishings of the office were designed for this - a massive table by the window, a bare s

Evan shook his head. I knew she wasn't asking me so I didn't bother to answer. I could feel her glaring at me but instead of exchanging glares, I looked at the room. It was simple and elegant. There was a vase sitting at the side of the room, filled with colourful plastic flowers that were in contrast to the white wall adding to the beauty of the room. There was a beautiful painting on the wall, near the bed. It was a painting of a beautiful woman holding a demon baby in her hands. The baby had furs sprouting out of the skin on his chest hands and face, and its eyes were red and a dark vein lined his clear skin. It was so scary and ugly but the way she looked at it made me see the cuteness i

Both of their dressers are white with little yellow sunflowers, and in fact even the old bollywood movie posters on Vahini’s side of the wall are color-coded in yellow. The room smells like spicy food and incense; the blend of bright yellow and sharp scents always managing to give me a headache if I focus too much on it. Like Annabelle Rooney had put it once; the room is a goth’s hell and a xanthophiliac’s heaven. The only differences between the two sides of their dorm are the ginormous crystals and tarot cards on Vahini’s dresser, her colorful saris placed on hanged display, and her wide red Persian rug. Bibah in turn has an impressive collection of swords hung up on her side of the wall,

And in their midst, standing at the front like he owned the whole world and everyone in it, was a demon dressed in fine dark clothes with a crown of twisted black metal sitting on his head like a nest of angry thorns. Prince Zaerath. His skin was paler than the other demons, almost the color of ash after a fire. His eyes were the deep red of fresh blood, the kind of red that made you want to look away but could not. He was tall and lean and handsome in the way that poison is beautiful right before it kills you. His hair was black and smooth and fell across his forehead in a way that probably took him a very long time to arrange every single morning. He was fucking handsome.

I knocked softly at her door. She opened it, and gods—my breath caught. She was in a simple, flowing pink dress that skimmed her body like a whisper. Loose at the waist, delicate at the shoulders. It clung to her curves just enough to make my pulse spike. She looked like spring incarnate. Soft. Pure. Temptation in its cruelest form. Her chambers were quiet, peaceful. Pale green walls, a soft white canopy bed, scattered books and paintings. One painting caught my eye, propped against the wall. A black Lycan leaping through snow beside a massive golden dragon.

Jo paused, waiting to see if Eliza would say more, but she didn’t, so she took a deep breath and continued. “When the Vampire used that name, Asteria, I got chills. I realized then that it did make sense that it could be her, that it almost had to be. She’s one of the only Vampires that’s ever been able to create the sort of shields from Cassidy that she’s experiencing now. The other was Daunator, and he exploded, so I don’t think he could be back.”

I stared at him while waiting for an answer. “It’s a Demon’s symbol.” My eyes furrowed at what he said. I stared at his eyes but he seems serious! But what? Demon’s symbol? I don’t understand. “D-Demon?” I stammered. He nodded and looked away. He’s now back on staring at the glass wall. I shook my head in disagreement. “Are you kidding me? There’s no such thing about Demons! I am finding the murderer and-“ “It’s always been the Demon’s fault, Majesty. They are just using the people to do bad things but it’s always been their idea to hurt and kill someone.” He said while staring at the glass wall. I am even more confuse now.

"I might not know you but I know you are far better than that demon alpha. I really do want to smash his head but I'm in this place" she said between gritted teeth. " How do you know I'm better?" I asked. " You might be saying few words but you are. Don't you see how handsome you are looking? A wicked one won't have the time to look good. They are always one that shows wickedness all through and wickedness is as ugly as anything. I've not seen the demon Alpha but I know he's sure ugly as hell. He might have good looking men with him but with the way he is hiding himself, he is so ugly" she said bringing out her tongue as if she nauseated.