Demon Slayer Blood Novels & Stories

She asked when she saw the red liquid inside the cup. “ Of course you will have to taste blood now that you're a demoness ” Jared said. “ I thought His Majesty would be the first to let Her Majesty have her first cup of blood as her new life as a demoness ” Arwen said. “ That's right ” “ Wait hold on, will I have to drink blood to show that I'm a demoness ? ” Skyler asked with horror in her eyes. “ Yes your Majesty ” Jared replied. Skyler then turn to face Lucifer who gave her a gentle smile “ It is part of the ceremony, I didn't want to rush you or get you scared but now that Jared's has brought it up I think we should do it and get it over with ”

I knew there was nothing I could do against so much blood magic, but no way was I giving up, not now, not ever. My Sidhe power held her back as Ameline drew in the rush of magic suddenly available to her, flooding the basement with a mist of red stinging my eyes and skin and making my lungs ache. Shaylee cried out, tried to flee from the touch of the cloud as we all, my demon and Sidhe princess and I, realized what it was at the same moment-not just magic, but blood itself, infused with power and suspended and feeding Ameline with every single pinprick of it when it touched exposed skin or reached our lungs.

But more than anything, her heart was tired. Bianca Leone was the daughter of her uncle, he trained….. They are the real definition of like Father…Like Daughter.. The daughter who carried knives under her coat and never flinched at blood. She had been raised to kill without blinking. Her name already had weight in the underworld—one of the youngest female assassins in the region. Her father’s pride. Cold. Proud. Dangerous. And Amara? She was the orphan girl they took in because they had to, just because they’re are family

I rolled my eyes at him, as Sanguinex reached up for me to hold him on my chest. “Momma!” He spoked playfully to me. “You do know what a demon blood pact is, right?” He stepped back towards the door. “No?” My ignorance was a bad thing and I knew it. “If any demon drinks your blood, they will be loyal to only you… of course you have to be the first demon blood they drink or they are not truly loyal to you… And you have to offer it willingly.” He walked back and forth as he talked. He looked like a teacher giving a lecture.

Like saying it out loud is its own kind of relief. "Don't talk," I say. I put my hands on him. The Moonblood knows what to do. I don't have to direct it or manage it or be afraid of it. It moves through me the way it has been waiting to move — not forced, not pushed, simply allowed. It finds the powder's trace in his blood the way light finds the edges of things in a dark room. Not by force. By nature. By the simple fact that where this kind of light goes, the things that hide in darkness cannot stay hidden.

She said, holding it out to me. I didn't take it immediately. “What is it?” “An enchanted Athame.” She said simply and it was my turn to roll my eyes. “I mean what does it do. What is it echanted with?” “Enough power to kill a vampire, should you get the chance.” I paused and looked down at the weapon again before closing my hand around the hilt. It vibrated in my grip, singing to some deep, primitive part of me that hungered for blood.

Alessio’s Pov “What the hell are you talking about?” I snapped, confused as hell by Raven’s sudden interruption. She didn’t answer. Just pointed, at me. I raised my hand, brushed the underside of my nose. It was warm and wet. Blood. I stared at the red smear on my fingertips, my pulse picking up immediately. “What the fuck—?” I turned sharply to Valerius. “What is the meaning of this?” Diego and the rest of my pack were already rising to their feet. Chairs scraped violently across the stone floor. Raven stood too, her dagger already slipping into her hand like second nature.

Same positioning, same throat wound, same symbols drawn in blood. But this time, the note read: "Blood for blood. The cycle continues." Sera stared at the photos, her hands trembling, bile rising in her throat. "Someone's playing both sides. Making it look like vampires and witches are attacking each other." "Or both sides are attacking," Elara said from behind them. She'd accompanied them to the palace library, where they were reviewing the evidence. "Convenient that you have an explanation that absolves your people." "My people didn't do this."

Alexis began to read the contents of the diary slowly and carefully. Dear, Alexis, in this diary there are only a few sheets that mom wrote for you. There's not much you need to know more about being a vampire hunter. But when the war between vampire hunters and evil vampires is about to occur, then know a few more things, Alexis. A pure blood vampire hunter like you is a vampire hunter who can kill Cameron E. Harrison. We all know how cruel and mean that him as vampires are to innocent humans, or even to his own older brother. The items in the chest will also help you to get through this war, Alexis. But will all of that things later be enough to help you? Then the answer is no, Alexis. Cam

The boy stumbled back to his previous position the moment he was freed from Silas's grip. Silas lowered his head, letting out a contented sigh. “He offered his blood willingly. Any would be glad to serve me in any capacity. Also, we all know that human blood is sweeter than that of vampires. My blood mate acknowledges her own insufficiency in that regard, so she is untroubled by this,” Silas justified haughtily.