Demon Slayer Demon Ocs Novels & Stories

She whispered softly to her palm and immediately Twinie appeared before them. " Hmphh, I see you're making deals with the devil, sadly, your demon is still an amateur, girls," she looked at them and they brought their palms out and said together. "Dolly.." within a blink of an eye their demons were standing beside them. Octavia's eyes widened, a gasp escaping her throat. 'You gave us the same powers, why?' she questioned the devil in her head. "Poor princess, must have been on the moon already and then we broke you, again, you must be really strong by not shedding a tear, I admire you." Danica said, sarcasm hovering allover her comment.

“Shadowland has creatures in it. Both human like and black, gooey zombies.” Rain, my Knight and a powerful demon in her own right, gave me an unimpressed look as she adjusted a pin in my hair. She was a bit of a perfectionist and couldn’t stand when things were out of place. If she were human, I’d say she had severe OCD. I guess I could still say it even though she was a demon.

He affirmed. I groaned inwardly. "Deal." I said begrudgingly. Skylar, you owe me big time. ****************** "Have I ever told you how much I love you?" Skylar chirped. I rolled my eyes at her and stepped out from behind the screen, smoothing down my dress. Skylar's eyes bulged, "Oh my God Ver! You look hot." "It's a nice dress." I admitted finally. It was a nice dress. It was white and elegant, the bodice had delicate embroidery. It came to fit snugly around my waist and then it spread out gracefully into a skirt.

His business , shall we call it, enables him to engage in his two most favourite past-times; collecting much-desired treasures and collecting much-desired women. He plants the seed, the demon in question takes possession of it, paying Rosier for his troubles of course, and the human female becomes the host for a beautiful, bouncing demon baby.' I grimaced. 'So that means Oscar is part-human at least?' 'He inhabits a body that is part-human. Definitely doesn't make him one.'

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-"

Her demeanor shows her awareness of her attractiveness and she reveled in it, turned her body slightly towards the doorway and positioned herself in a manner which shows her most attractive angle and pushed her ample chest, attracting even more lascivious attention. She tilted her head into a more seductive pose, strands of her hair partially hiding her eyes, unseen to everyone, the irises of her eyes which were dark, glowed dark red and a lighter shade around the pupils, giving an eerie feeling. She gave a low sinister chuckle. ************************************************************************************************

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

"Drekusa tiru fizua shinim Osteri voi tilan ku." His back against me, as he towers over Ares still-body on the marble. A dagger in his hand, darkness slowly calls me... My eyes flutter open; A hefty paled skinned demon steps out from the red portal. The demon smirks, casting his gaze from Principal Eldor, to Ares, and me. My breath hitches up in fear, I try to fight the darkness overwhelming me, it pulls me nonetheless into subconsciousness... as the demon fangs press into my neck.

The voice yells out. “I know,” I answer as I glare into the eyes of the demon. “It’s an Orramoth. Fucking body leeches.” The Orramoth stretches its body and immediately turns its attention to me. I watch in horror as it opens its mouth and glides across the room. The demon's empty eyes shift red and make a clucking sound. My throat becomes dry. I can barely breathe as it sucks the oxygen from my parted lips. The closer it comes, I claw at my neck for help and plea to my inner voice for help, "Help me! Please, I can't breathe!"

The demon added more to his words, “..WE..AK.. SHOU..LD.. DI..E” Hearing the words, Audelia unsheathed the sword as she made an exclaim, “Not when I am here!” Oceane stared at Audelia’s back and was captivated by the golden light that was emanating from her body. That golden light grew brighter along with her exclaim. ‘As expected of Lady Audelia.’ ‘You really are…’ “Miss Oceane..” Audelia’s voice pulled Oceane from her stagnated state. “Can you deal with the demon’s lackeys on the left?”