Demon Slayer Butterfly Novels & Stories

he warned. "Isn't it true that when you love, you have to be ready to get hurt? It's all part of the package," Aleah replied. "You're only saying that because you're still a naïve little girl. Don't let him deceive you—he's a Demon Alpha, after all," Atty. Brambilla said before turning his back. Once Hunter was out of sight, Aleah also turned and followed Atty. Brambilla.

, She mumble "What did you just say to me?!!", Anthony boomed in fury. How dare she bring his sister into thi She opened her mouth to give him a reply, but she exited her mouth her mouth was not what she was expectin As she opened her to reply him, she felt funny, and suddenly, a surge of fluid emitted from her system like larva leaving a volcano, and she threw up on Anthony. Before long, Anthony was completely drenched in vomit

She acknowledged the help but the other queens are on their way to the hive now, to finally put an end to the decades of hatred – executing revenge. The queen of the butterflies flew elegantly above. Her purple wings reflect the moonlight that passes through it, giving everyone a glittering show of purple light. The butterfly queen had a staff with an orb on top of it. She then raised its weapon and a circle appeared on top of the northern earth wall where they stayed put, keeping the distance between them and the monsters below. The circle poured down a glittering dust below. "Sleep." The butterfly queen whispered. Her big giant eyes have expressed weariness and exhaustion, as if she has be

With the speed and accuracy of a bullet, she sliced through the air, taking on the Vampire closest to her first with plans to move right down the line. Her boot landed firmly on the Vampire’s hand where he held the weapon, firing at her friends at an angle such that he didn’t realize she’d come flying at him from his left. His weapon sprayed bullets up into the air as he lost his grip. She kicked him in the stomach, grabbed him by the back of the neck, and ran her blade through his neck, leaving him spraying ash as she moved to the next Vampire. This one also didn’t realize she was there as she moved like lightning, jabbing the knife blade into his throat while she drove her elbow into his s

So we decided to cut the tail off. During the process, her wings happened to hit the anesthesiologist. He started trying to attack me, like he needed to protect her even though she was unconscious. That told me there’s a pheromone reaction in any of the demon skin. So we removed the wings, too.” Nettleston explained. “How long did she live once they were gone?” I asked coolly. “About two hours. We didn’t realize they were required for her to survive. No one told us that. It was a shame; she was a beautiful lady.” He shrugged.

“I remember. He killed our mother. He would’ve killed us, if we didn’t go insane first from being sealed against our will. How did we die if I could protect us from the pheromone?” “Her body was broken well before that and was too human to heal. It couldn’t handle the shock. It over produced the pheromone as a response to injury. For a normal demon, it would’ve taken longer to die. This was the only option so we could be the queen our people needed. Our magic combined with the earth and created a new body, a better one. New wings gifted by our goddess, new purpose gifted by our anger. Now, we must be one again, finish our spell, and fight.” She explained.

Demon: "You think you can win little girl. You have made a big mistake. I am a demon. I can't be burned by bright light. I am made of fire" I tried attacking him but he teleported himself a few steps away from me and escapes my attack. He then attacked me. I fell on the ground, he sat over me and started punching me on the stomach. I felt the pain and it made me so angry. I screamed to the fullest. Suddenly it felt like the time has stopped. Everyone froze. I didn't felt the pain anymore. I felt like a light radiating from me and suddenly from my shoulder back beautiful big wings appeared. The wings were of golden color.

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

Asher watched the memory unfold as if it were happening right before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, focused on the dark figure with the massive wings. "Who the hell is this?" he asked Damir internally. "That's Morgana, a high-ranking demon from the Abyss," Damir replied. A beat of silence. "This Abyss," Asher said, his tone shifting. "Where exactly is it?"

I tried to breathe but the bastard had its entire weight on my body, crushing my ribs and digging its claws into my arm. Snarling, I placed the palm of my hand on the ground. The runes on my arm burned red as the earth began to rumble. I turned to the demon and smiled as chains erupted from the ground. They shot through the monster's flesh, severing through its body fat and slicing off one of its breasts. I closed my eyes as a rain of flesh and vile blood rained down on me. I was going to need another fucking bath. I rolled onto my feet, my breath ragged as I scanned for the last monster. “Thrakos," I called as more chains curled out of my runes. "What the fuck are these–"