Demon Slayer Blind Guy Novels & Stories

A middle aged man with pure black eyes that could tear through a soul. "Who has it?" Grey asked. His long history with demons, one long reoccurring lesson on never trusting a demon. He needs the Obsidian blade, the only weapon capable of killing a god. "The sword has a new guardian, they knew you would come for it!" His voice didn't shake, solid and cold like look on his face. "If indeed it was moved then you knew I would be here. I hope for your sake you prepared enough!" Grey brought a hand out of his pocket.

Alfi, Koji, and Rian look like they have returned to their senses, and. SLASH!! The white-cloaked guy cut the guy with the tome in half. His body is scraping alongside with his tome into white dust. They looked really shocked, especially Koji. "Why? Why did you do this??? I even don’t know who you are..." Koji is really shocked.

Vivian's eyes gleamed maniacally. Disgusted, Sean said, "You were just there to relieve my needs. How could I possibly be with someone like you? I've already compensated you. Stop looking for me!" Then, Sean walked toward me. "Sean Sherman, since you love her so much, join her in hell!" Vivian roared and ran toward Sean with the knife in her hand.

Hopefully, he took down enough of the Vampires and Assassins that no one else would be killed. Cadon was running in the direction from which the gunfire was coming, other members of his team behind him, when suddenly a body appeared in front of him. Dressed in black, with menacing sharp teeth exposed, the man had a savage look about him. He must have dropped from the floor above them. His claws were out, and he was ready to pounce on Cadon. He didn’t appear to be carrying a weapon. Perhaps he’d intended to land on Cadon and his timing was wrong.

I feel sluggish and sick, I’ve been given something to dull my senses, the silver and wolfsbane prevent my wolf and I from communicating. As my blurry vision clears, I start to hear humming, there’s a strange circle and sigils written into the ground. Then I scream, on pikes around me are the heads of my loved ones. Tears stream down my cheeks as I scream again. Then a man, one I recognize, steps into view. His orange eyes and auburn hair seem appropriately matched to the fires of the torches around us. At his side is a gorgeous woman. Her eyes are ice blue and her hair is long and silver. She isn’t a wolf, I don’t need my senses to know this. “Beta Sego, please… please help me…”

"The man in the suitcase? His brother. Looking for answers. Same as me." "Then who—" "Is pretending to be him?" He smiled. Wet teeth. "Your sister's new project. She doesn't cure people. She becomes them." He dropped over the rail. Gone. The buzzer rang again. Longer. Impatient. I walked to the door. Blind again. Slow. Counting steps I didn't need to count. Peeked through the fisheye. Lin. Alone. Sunglasses. White cane. Perfect victim. *Perfect predator.*

JENNA’S POV Alex stood before us, his formal ceremonial attire highlighting his powerful frame. The traditional blindfold that usually covered his sightless eyes was absent. His gaze, once empty, now held a startling clarity as he looked directly at me. "Jenna, you are breathtaking today." "You can see me?" I whispered in disbelief. "Release her, Carrick. What exactly are you attempting?" Alex's words came simultaneously with mine. Carrick looked between us in shocked confusion.

James:- first you take me into war, and now you telling me to stop seeing you. demon:- nami is a special person, she enters hell look what happens to her. Jamie:- it's all because of Nami, you act differently, you are lecturing me, you are different, I don't know you, and I arrange a meeting they are ready to meet you she leaves the room. demon starts to realise he is changed, he becomes blind and starts to play safer, but Demon was not the one who plays a safe game. demon:- does love make me weak, I think I am lost now,

Mayhap he is facing the demon already, and he’s now in hell. “Who the fuck are you!” This time around, it was Damon’s brows slightly lifted. This guy must be new here for not recognizing him or that he wasn’t involved in any illegal business. Such a goodie, a pretty dog barking up the wrong tree. “Name?” Damon sighed, directing his inquiry to his twin, who stood up from behind the table. “Slaide Rigby.” That made his brows quirk. Looks like he had his assumption wrong about being a little goodie dog. Nevertheless, it only made things a little exciting.

He also couldn’t recognize if the silhouette charging at him was a human or not due to the shroud of darkness provided by the night. A powerful oppressive force charged straight at him. It was as if a mountain had suddenly pressed down on him. He had the same reaction when Baxter arrived at Blade Hero's tomb. Arghhh!!! Dillon made a great effort to move his body, but it was all in vain. A figure appeared in front of him the next second. Despite being so close, Dillon couldn’t see his face clearly. The scene was eerie, to say the least. “Dillon White, Sword Warrior.”