Demon Slayer Crossover Novels & Stories

Anything to help drown the thoughts in my head. “Not only am I facing Benjamin, but I’m also facing the Allister brothers because one of them thinks I killed their family. Ozark’s tone implied Samuel knows they’re alive, so there’s that. Know what that means?” I took another sip. “The Brothers of Doom could join the war, and to top it all off, I have a powerful demon who has a personal vendetta against me. Isn’t my life fucking great?” “No, Nathaniel, it’s not.”

“There’s something amiss here.” Clara crossed the road at the traffic crossing and went into the café. It was very quiet inside due to the off-peak time with no visible customers and the seating area was separated into booths. That suited her purpose. She sat at the back of the café and turned to Caiden. “What’s wrong?” she asked quietly. “There is a demon attached to one of them. He appeared when you walked past them,” Caiden told her in a tense tone. Clara gasped in surprise. She had never expected one of the bullies to also have a demon at their side. Why was one of them contracted to a demon?

He holds out his hands, so I take them, trying not to think about how much larger they are compared to mine. "You should know that I find touching you abhorrent," I mutter. All I can think about is how many people have lost their lives to these hands. "I don't care what you're feeling, as long as it's something," he says. "Now. Try to relax. Concentrate on the connection between us." Releasing a long breath, I let my eyes flutter closed. Being a Demon is unique, it's special. It doesn't matter what most people say, I know that deep down, and through that, it allows me to connect to other's like me. Which is why I don't shy away from the connection between Keo and I.

“So now? Now I’m helping take back the power—for all of us who’ve been crushed under your golden boots.” Demons surged out from either side of the pillar—succubi, ifrits, imps, shedim. They wrapped us in chains of silver and iron. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. So many demons, from so many pantheons. Christian. Jewish. Celtic. “They shouldn’t be able to cross the barriers of Mt. Olympus—let alone into the throne room,” I muttered. “How are they here?” Eris smiled like the serpent she is. “Oh, Selene. Welcome to the new order of things.”

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

Ruben questioned, turning to look at Kat with a curious look. “No…” Boglan continued to talk. “…he agreed the contract, adding his conditions, only after he had first spoken to me, but that deal was done through a Deal Demon, a soul hunter that was ordered by Lord Basille to find adequate evil tainted souls for his domain. All requests go through me.” Boglan followed Ruben’s glance and when Ruben looked back he saw the demon’s eyes flash with delighted surprise as he licked his lips with a long blue tongue, his eyes settling on Kat. “Bastetia…what are you doing here?” Boglan looked at Ruben with renewed interest. “Why do you have the Overlords favourite pet with you, she is supposed to be in

"Jacob! Jacob! Help me!" His cry seemed to go unheard because the smoke that surrounded him only grew thicker and he was surprised when a red creature, with two horns, and a long tail appeared in front of him. A demon. "What are you doing here? Why are you here?" Linus asked fearfully. "I'm going to give you an offer." The demon laughed hysterically and showed an event just like Lord Rasmus was doing. "You killed a lot of people... and in exchange for those souls, I will give you power. You will be able to do everything. I will make you my disciple and you will not have to think about what else to do. I will let you, unlike Lord Rasmus who stops you from everything you want and punishes you.

Emilia looked at her, eyes shining. “Be careful.” “I will.” When Emilia disappeared down the corridor, Lyria was left alone. The demon had chosen her. But she did not know if this was her freedom… or a far heavier chain.

A shadow demon suddenly emerged directly between us and the tent. Rhys cursed sharply beneath his breath. The creature rose slowly this time, black smoke rolling off its body while its shining black eyes fixed directly onto me. Not Corin. Not Rhys. Me. Its stretched mouth slowly pulled wider. Like it recognized me. Fear locked my body in place for one terrible second. Then Corin and Rhys moved at the exact same time. Blue and green crystal light flashed violently together through the darkness as both blades struck through the demon at once, tearing it apart into a violent burst of black ash.