Demon Slayer Author Novels & Stories

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

, Chase asked the author who facepalmed herself -'This second-generation Obsessive Demon'- "What are you babbling?", Nishma asked him but Chase only winked at the readers. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

Who are you hating, Slo or Dex? ‘Damn it, Al, don’t call them that.’ I was reading ‘Red for Demons and Danger: A Researched Study on Why Demon’s History must never be Forgotten’ while Jade was on ‘The Fundamental Understanding of Twilight’. Just when I sneaked a look at her, I saw that her eyebrows were raised and she was batting her eyelashes… Jade had found something.

Esma’s pov Damien… I have heard that name before. But where? As if the word made its image in my mind, I find myself remembering in an instant and my eyes widened. I read his name in the book. That old book, what was its name? how to summon gods. he was the author of that book. He is a fucking god? And thanks to him I was able to summon Moona that time. And he was a fucking god of chaos? Seriously. He sounds more of a hotshot like Hecate and Moona if not less.

“They will do it, Lilith. We’ve made it so and it will not be derailed. We’ve been far too complacent in this world for far too long. Now We, the Creator of All intervene. There will be eternal damnation for so many. They will not see it coming.” Author's Note: Sorry this is a short chapter! Was finishing up my classes and everything when this was written but didn't want to leave without getting something out for you lovely human beings to read. If you want to hang out more, hit me up on F******k! @AuthorSkyeHill and my group: Skye Hill Books. <3

Channon asks. "No. She's a half demon and half human but, demons like them are acting like vampires that craves blood when the time comes." Aitan explained. "What?!" They all exclaimed and Alexis grabs Aitan's hand again and when she's going to suck his fingers again Don arrived. "What the hell are you doing?!" He screamed and the waiters got shocked and tried their best not to let the trays fall down on the floor. "Damn." Don exclaimed then puts his hand on his face in frustration. The waiters put all the foods on the table.

I ask, folding my leg on the bed to face him. "Deumus," he answers. "I have only heard of this demon from the Hierarchy Council," he sighs, "when I was much younger and still learning the ways of being a Warrior." "Okay, so, what about him?" His lips tighten and then he swallows. "First of all, Zull's only goal was to defeat and kill, but Deumus," he trails off. "Her goal is much different." "Her? That guttural, wicked voice was female?" I ask, surprised.

Your author, Laramie.

I yelp, pushing away from him as pain lances through me, the stinging sensation followed by a powerful burn, bright scarlet blood immediately flowing from the wound. Oliver looks triumphant. "See? Pure red blood." "You cut her?" Kastriv tenses, looking so stunned with shocked, watching the blood dribble down my wrists, my fingers and to the floor, where a small puddle is gathering. My quivering knees give out from under me, as I try to supress the waves of naseua that roll over me. "I have proven she is not a Demon," Oliver announces. Kastriv kneels down to my level. "You have proven nothing. That is an old tale that has been disproven numerous times. In fact, it was created by Demon's thems

And she had never quite forgotten how she got here, or when she was to leave - contrary to everything he had thought. It hurt him to think about, but he was still bothered about the demon bond that would not break, because that hurt him all the more. And it was sure to continue hurting him if he did not do something about it. He looked down at the book again and placed his both hands on it. Klaus Lavon closed his eyes and allowed his power sink into the book as he raised his head to mutter incantations. They were to help him trace the source of the problem, to know why his spell did not work.