Demon Slayer Chapters Novels & Stories

Although they were a lot of books with the same name, guessing by the last detail, this must be the book she was talking about. "Yes," answered Bella and confiscated Bethany's phone. "The book was written by a demon. When he descended on Earth, he created a cult group where they worshiped Lilith. The mother of demons and vampires. But over time, the book got lost, and no one has found it to this day. This was the brief description they found on G****e, along with the picture of the book. When they checked the link, they found it to be broken. "Bella, what does it mean?" Bethany asked and looked at Bella questioningly. Because it was mentioned that the book was lost for decades. How did Bella

“I didn’t consider that. Sorry. Please hold out your arm.” Clara held out her left arm. It was perfectly unscathed, with no cut marks. The old cigarette burns from her bullies weren’t there either. It was a nice sight. She looked up to see the demon pulling out a knife from his cloak and knew her arm wasn’t going to be unscathed for long. He slashed his arm and held it over her arm with the blood dripping down. “I’m going to cut your arm now, you can close your eyes if you like,” he announced. “This part is the bonding ritual.”

Frowning, I watch as he stalks onto the sand, reaches down and grabs two handfuls before coming back to stand in front of the table. "Here's an analogy for how much Demon blood you have..." he says. I breathe out loosely. This should be interesting. “Imagine this is a full blooded Demon. Only one such creature exists like that now, who is actually alive, and not cursed unground somewhere." He dumps an entire handful of sand onto the table, a few granules skittering across the surface toward me. I swallow uncomfortably, hating the sound of someone all powerful like that. "Wait-"