Demon Slayer Doma Novels & Stories

His thick throat moves with the sound and his tight shirt hides practically nothing as his muscles bulge. "I can hardly land punches on my sister, Taylor. She is the Oracle. The first Lycan. The strongest being in the world. You thought you would be able to go out there and land some punches on your first day. My sweet human, you did fine. Is she worried right now yes, but it's about her vision that keeps coming and going. Not about your training today," Dom says after his laughter dies down and he wipes his eyes. He grabs my face and kisses my lips gently like he didn't just laugh at me for the world to hear before grabbing my hand.

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.”

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.

“And she stole Jenna’s powers, too.” “Fortunately for us,” Dominic said, “Lamashtu seems quite the boastful creature, which has been to our advantage so far. I fear she will grow tired of boasting sooner rather than later, though. Do you think you can stand?” Leah nodded. “Yeah. And I’m ready to do more than that. Just give me a little bit of help.” Dominic and Kai helped her to her feet. She drew in a deep breath and blew it out, then rolled her shoulders and shook out her arms.

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 older brother stayed a few days with their mother and few with his father. Her mother couldn't handle the shame and false accusation, so she also painted the entire blame on Zinnia abusing, cursing and forcing her into child labor. Omega's were known as extremely lowly and were treated like slaves in Dante's Pack and it became uglier after Dante became the Alpha of the pack replacing his father.