Demon Slayer Comic Funny Novels & Stories

I held up a hand, wheezing between laughter and trying to breathe. “I’m—okay—oh my God—that’s priceless.” He hovered over me, still tense. “You sure you didn’t hit your head?” I waved him off, clutching my stomach as tears streamed down my cheeks. “I’m fine but I'm sure your not.” I wheezed between fits of laughter "So you’re telling me she actually slapped you with your own money? That is… the funniest thing I’ve ever heard in my life.” Lucian didn’t look nearly as amused. His jaw tightened, though the corner of his mouth twitched like he was fighting not to smile.

he declared, his voice dripping with contempt. Before the bewildered comedian could react, Lucifer reached out and placed a single finger upon the man's forehead. In a swift, fluid motion, the fallen angel drew his hand across the comedian's throat, slicing it open with a razor-sharp precision. "Baphomet, arise from the ashes and come alive to be my jester once more!" Lucifer bellowed, his command echoing through the silent office. The comedian, who should have been bleeding to death, instead began to laugh, the sound gurgling through the gaping wound in his neck. But then, an eerie silence fell over the room, and for a few agonizing seconds, the only sound was the comedian's labored breathi

Damian said looking confused. "Ohh that, it's a weird gift from the gods for being best demon slayer of the year" Jordan said nonchalantly as he removed his jacket and placed them on a chair.excitement "You slayed demons?" Damian asked wide eyed in . "Yeah, I was literally in hell and slayed demons" Jordan said as those were one of his proud moments. Chapter 313: Fear or respect Jordan was narrating the story to Damian who was bubbling in excitement, the both were enjoying each other's company when someone barged into the room, it was Sam and his friends.

Being the thief caught, I’m grateful that he gave me a chance to apologize first. “I’m sorry about wasting your wine. You are right about it.” Demon looks lost. His eyes land on the wine in his hand before back to me: “That was a joke...” I: “...” Who jokes with such a serious face and...seriously?! I never knew he was the joking type. Damon purses his lips, looking discouraged. In that moment I suddenly feel like I’m the one bullying him, instead of the fact which is the other way around.

The deep timbre of his amused laughter reverberated in the enclosed space, tugging on Shamsiya's heartstrings. She lowered her head and screamed internally, 'The hell! This bastard is too charming for a fucking demon!' "If I drank blood, would you still be alive and well before me?" He asked, looking at her like a fool. "Chee...I was just asking for confirmation. You didn't need to laugh..." "It's because you're a stupid hybrid. Now, make your special dish and impress me." There was a strange expression on Shamsiya's face. Looking at the sluggish posture of the ruthless demon, she couldn't help but feel like a guest in her own house.

"Funny faces aren't going to make me smile." "But you are already smiling," he tilts his head, smirking at me. "So it worked." "You didn't even make a funny face!" "Maybe my face already looks funny, so you're laughing?" "What? No! That's not it!" Thail chuckles and the sound is annoyingly adorable. I'm seeing stars and feeling butterflies, so I'm pushed to grab leaves from the ground. My demon friend isn't so tough anymore. He watches me with curious eyes and laughs again once I throw the leaves at him. They don't even hit him but soar down to his feet.

Maybe he'd disguised it as a rash? "She's a bit busy at the moment, Father!" The demon rolled his hips down, mashing my cheek into the rough-hew of the centuries-old confessional chair, hairy swollen balls striking me in the chin. "Just a little…tongued tied!" Ugh, the puns! Why did they always think they were funny? They had as much wit as a fucking frat boy ten sheets to the wind on a Thirsty Thursday! Imbeciles! Bingo! There we are, right on the taint!

I saw one of them start to move, and before I could blink, Demon raised a hand without even turning around. “Stand down,” he ordered them. They froze immediately. He looked back at me, grin spreading wider. “See? I don’t want a fight. Not today.” I clenched my jaw, fists at my sides. “Then why poke the bear?” “Because it’s fun,” he said, laughing. I lost it. My hand flew to his collar, yanking him forward as I slammed my fist into the wall beside his head. He didn’t even flinch. “I swear, if you go near her—”

He shoots his hands forward and I swat them as he pleads, “Mari, please, you can’t ditch me” I scoff and sneer at him with grinning brows, “I just did”. I fold my hands after that, unwilling to talk to him anymore. This time, I hear cackles emanate from Zorien next to me and my gaze naturally averts to see him cackling cruelly at Ciel. “Is this your first couple fight? How elevating”. Oh, he’s laughing. The edges of his eyes crinkle with amusement, glimpses of his perfect dentition flashing as a fair expression blooms across his face. I stare at him, my attention swooning in uncontrollably as I stare at this laughing Demon.

Harry laughed loudly as he tried to mimic Chris. “Wow……” Timothy’s eyes widened as he caught on the key message “So, the Demon Emperor also has someone he is scared of…” Everyone burst out laughing, forgetting the stress they felt when he heard that they nearly lost their brother.