Demon Slayer Crow Novels & Stories

"So she see's stuff." I nodded, scrubbing the feeling of his fingers from my skin. I’d have bruises in the morning. "Like?" "She sees the souls of those the Shades have taken. She knew Stuart was gone before you got back." "You're lying." "You see this?" I said, flashing him the only piece of Jewellry I wore. "It’s the other half to the one that keeps her sane, because every time she takes it off she sees them, every should that’s been forced from their living body!"

The Cursemaker feels the change immediately, his attention snapping to me with the sudden focus of a predator sensing weakness in its prey. "You cannot be both," he snarls, his form shifting and writhing in the way it does when his carefully constructed torments begin to unravel. He wears Kai's face for a moment. My dead husband's features twisted into an expression of disappointment and rage. Then Celeste's visage, beautiful and cold and utterly without mercy. Finally, inevitably, my own face, but hollowed out and monstrous, showing me what I've become reflected in his malice. "You cannot be mother and monster," he continues, his voice taking on harmonics that make the chains around me vibr

His blood ran cold when everyone froze in place, Asha included Damian and Diamanté had suddenly appeared at their table as if the two chairs they were sitting in were there the whole time. “Well well well, look what Blood’s got going on here. You’re in heaven right now, aren’t you?” Damian asked though not expecting an answer. Diamanté went to run the back of his hand against Asha’s face, but Young growled out, “don’t you dare touch her.” Both demons eyed him and shared a troubling look. “The council sent us to see how your progress is going and imagine our surprise when we find you humaning around with your little doll,” Damon said.

“Ah! Yes, the games, indeed Carldeath. I am aware that Rodeath will be the one to represent your Clan, or am I wrong? The being called Carldeath smiled calculatingly, nodding his head. “This is true, my master. The strongest and deadliest female demon from the underworld will be representing our Clan in the games.” “Moriah!” I was shocked to hear his voice calling Moriah. I slowly rose and responded, “Yes?” It was more of a question than an answer. I looked around at the demons with fear and doubt, they looked at me with resentment and contempt, and I turned my fearful gaze to Armaloth and ended with “Master.”

What a cruel joke that twins would be destined to save the world. Liam launched toward the twins first. He did not aim to rescue them, not with the black chains lashing around his wrists and the venom flooding his veins. The slayer within him surged to the surface, uncoiling with a speed and clarity that was almost beautiful—if anything forged for murder could be called beautiful. He reached Bella in three steps, tackling her and shielding her from the next blast of the shadow dragon’s wrath. The impact tore open his own wound again, flooding the floor with blood, but he didn’t flinch, his eyes fixed on his target: the Queen, who had not moved from her stone-cold position beside the altar.

I was having a glaring battle with Nami when Selene whispered in my ear and I arched my left eyebrow before tearing my gaze away from the bunny and shifted to her, I saw how serious her face was, she, along with Ivana,Ceres and Rujin who are the deities daughter who can sense a real demon around, though I can sense demons too, but I guess I was too distracted by this bunny who's still have the guts flirting with my man even if she already has Jonas. They were all looking outside of the restaurant because the demon's presence seemed to be near us and then I felt it, the sudden oppressive pressure coming outside of the restaurant, I snapped my head to look where they are staring at but Liam wa

“They were family.” Damien sat with perfect, aristocratic posture despite his torn black shirt and crimson-flecked eyes. “Damien Crowe. Graduate student. Pure-blood vampire. I drove a silver blade through my sire’s heart tonight. The man who gave me this cursed existence… called me his greatest pride.” A bitter smile touched his lips. “Now I’m alone in the bloodline.”

Out of nowhere, a bone arrow sliced through the air and struck his chest with a sharp hiss. The arrow, upon contact with Jim's blood, glowed a sinister red. His face contorted in pain, and suddenly, his grip failed him as he plummeted from the sky. I dashed forward, my heart racing, and leaped to cover Jim with my body. The Haunts erupted into mocking laughter. "Jim, we've taken apart the bones of the mortal who wanted you dead and crafted them into these arrows. Take one more step and we'll pin you down in front of your own troops!"

It did not seem to be an ordinary item at a glance. “Caw! Caw!” The Crow Cultivator let out a strange laugh and said to Empress Ghast. “How’s that? Now you know how powerful I am, right? I can acquire the blessing of laws and energy at Dairaionji Temple, but you, a woman from the nether realm, happens to be the target. You won’t even be able to take a blow from me in this place. Do you believe me?” After saying that, the Crow Cultivator stirred up a gust, sending Empress Ghast flying at once.

Yelena stroked his head, thanking him. "Hey, lady, I’m not a pet. I’m a warrior. A special crow created by the master. You won’t be found out, no." Twilight said, trying to look angry, but she was enjoying the affection. Yelena laughed and took the bottles to analyze. The crow was a peculiar being, she could tell. " Well, I’m going." Twilight said arrogantly." The girl needs my help." He whistled, showing off. "Are you talking about Sera?" Cordelia asked, curious and concerned at the same time, approaching the table where Twilight was.