Novel & Cerita Demon Slayer Doma

Her room is across them so he can see what she is doing. "Daemon, what's wrong?" The woman asked. Daemon pulled away from her and his eyes didn't leave Naera's body. Even though the dress is out of fashion, it didn't feel like it was out of place. "There is nothing wrong, it's just that..." Daemon looked at the woman he was with. "I think I need to do a rain check... Dom!" "Yes!" Dom went inside the room with a smile on his face. Dom is equally handsome but nothing like Daemon. He is the kind of handsome that is full of charms unlike Daemon is angelic-like but with fierceness. Daemon traced the woman's jawline with his index finger.

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

I asked, surprised. He nearly choked on his drink and set it down, clearing his throat. "How did you know?” “Your shirt rose up.” I tilted my head, eyes catching his. “What kind of tattoo? Let me see clearly.” Doman hesitated. His discomfort was obvious, but after a while he lifted the fabric to reveal the ink. It was a gun and skull sprawled across his stomach."I got this for fun. Nothing serious,” he said quickly. I shrugged, though inside my pulse quickened. Tattoos didn’t scare me, i worked for a mafia lord for three years. But Doman’s tattoo wasn’t just a mark, it was a warning. And yet, instead of fear, I felt a strange pull toward him.

the monster gasped, his muscles straining fruitlessly to pull the weapon free. "My core belongs to this world," Dominic said, his deep voice carrying the chilling, resonant finality of an executioner. "But my life belongs to her." With a brutal twist of his wrist, Dominic shattered the heavy iron axe head into a dozen jagged fragments. Before Vane could scream, Dominic delivered a crushing, silver-infused blow to the beast's chest plates, launching the seven-foot monster backward through the crumbling stone pillars of the church. Vane crashed into the outer courtyard, coughing up dark fluid, completely broken and unconscious before his body even hit the wet gravel.

“That was many ages ago. There is no one who can threaten me now. My power dwarfs all who remain. As you all will soon learn when your world is filled with nothing but dead and decaying things, and I rule over all that remains.” While Leesa kept Lamashtu talking and boasting, Dominic continued to send his healing magic into Leah, counteracting the powerful demon poison. Her breathing grew stronger and stronger, and finally, her eyes fluttered open. Kai somehow sensed her awakening and knelt beside her, taking her hand in his. He smiled down at her.

Domonique became angry. What she hated the most was getting reminded that her power was all thanks to ingesting Braelyn's blood. The fact that she wasn't a true blood is enough to drive her mad. She raised her head and slapped Braelyn hard on the face. She grabbed Braelyn's chin and moved her face closer. "How dare you..." Before Domonique could complete her words, Braelyn suddenly raised her hand and it fell on Domonique's head immediately. A sizzling sound was heard at that moment

"In front of the entire pack. With a silver blade. It’s going to be slow, and it’s going to hurt. I’m going to make sure you feel every ounce of pain you ever caused Halen." Ella began to shake. "No... please... Domine, we’re mates! You marked me at the ceremony! We have a fated bond!" Domine let out a cold laugh. "A bond? That wasn't a fated bond. It was a lie. I only have one true mate: Halen Rhodes." He paused, his gaze turning lethal. "As for you... you’re just a liar. A dead woman walking. I’m going to watch you die to avenge her."

“Come ou-“ before I could finish what was going to say his hands grip my hair and tilts my head so we’re face to face. Fuck. I reach my hands up as I simultaneously released a burst of power outwards. Demon powers are only at full strength in the underworld but up here it’s barely even a whisper. But the force that slammed into me and cancelled out my powers told me this Demon was on another level. He was one of the higher station hunters. “Now try not to struggle and let’s just go.” His voice was deep and low like if he was bored and I was an announce. I stay silent, shaking with rage.

"Your mate? No, Nolan, she is my Luna; I raised her. I deserve her." Hunter growled. Domus smiled darkly. "Oh, I knew it, she is special, isn’t she? I should kill you both for touching her." He grabbed Hunter’s hair and forced him to look at him, then let him go. "Bring him!" Domus shouted. Ethan's face was bloody, his eyes fixated on Salem. Emily was sobbing, her voice ragged with heartbreak. "Domus, please, don’t do this," she begged, tears streaking her face. Her agony pierced me. "You can come back from it, I beg you."

Her mother flinched in her father's arms as the Alpha growled after catching a faint mark on the angry woman's face. "Throw them out!" Her father tried to apologize or smoother down the things but they were thrown out eventually leaving the mates behind alone with room. Dante sighed knowing very well how angry and sad she must be right now, he stepped in her without his guards up and before he knew the woman already had raised her hand landing a hard slap across his face. For an omega she knew how to slap well.