Demon Slayer Drink Novels & Stories

He was becoming more and more puzzled by his friend's behavior. "Maybe you're possessed by the spirit of this apartment?" David scratched his head, pretending it was itchy, and looked around the room. "There's no dumb spirit here! It's the devil!" Darian replied calmly. "Where is the devil, so I can make him drunk. He'll be delighted to get such expensive drinks!" David teased, opening one of the cold bottles that Darian had just taken from the fridge. He poured half a glass and sipped it slowly, enjoying the sensation of the expensive drink with his eyes closed. It wasn't the first time Darian had given him such drinks, but having this much personally made David's heart leap.

Ralph passed me a glass of something gooey and black… “Jagger!” they yelled and lifted the gooey shit and drank it… “You have to drink it up, sister…” Ralph pressed and as soon as the black liquid entered me my insides were on fire. “What was that?” I slurred and he laughed. “It is the werewolf version of a human drink… This drink is a mean fucker…” He slurred back and I rolled my eyes. “I am going to be sick…” I said and, stumbling around, made my way to the bathroom.

I draw out a vial and examine it calmly for an instant, before pulling free the cap and dumping it right down my gullet. It burns like hellfire – no trace of my own blood in this cocktail, not anymore. I anticipated as much. Still, I can feel an impression of the demon it was harvested from. I look to the fully loaded crate of vials before me. There’s no way I can drink it all down without unraveling completely, but power is power, and if I can take in just enough to get through those wards... I gather the entire batch and stroll out the exit – carrying on to the cathedral for a long awaited confrontation with the man I most despise.

As the leader announces the beginning of the ritual I feel a barrier come up around the clearing, sealing us inside of it. Mellana approaches me with two chalices. One containing a dark red liquid, in a burgundy shade. And the other contrasting in white, but seemed to have a denser texture. She gives me the one with the red liquid. “First, you drink the potion to open your body.” The leader announces and I do as she says drinking the tasteless red liquid.

“Oh, your stepbrother.” He nods. “But we are closer than stepbrother, and he accepts me as I am.” I nod slowly. Brad places down our drinks at the counter. I sip. “It’s good. I’m not good at drinks, but this is really good,” I tell him honestly. “That’s my specialty. Thanks, Sam.” Brad replies. “I like mine too. Thanks!” Sandy says. “You’re welcome! For you, Sandy, it’s called Devil’s blood because of its color—deep red, vodka, dry vermouth, crush olives juice, and raspberry juice. And for Sam is Phoenix’s Princess,” Brad explains.

A demon like me definitely can get a hang of this, especially when the woman doing it was the one I love. Wanting to see her sexy face, I dropped my gaze down to her and fuck, I saw the scene that would embed in my mind forever. It was so hot when she, without any sense of reason or without any show of disgust, drank all of my liquid. She even wiped the wasted drops in her chest with her fingers and licked them dry.

Holding it in front of her, he said, “Drink it.” She hesitantly took the cup and looked inside. “What is it?” She asked, gazing at the white substance. Dante glanced down at the cups, saying, “I want to shove my dick far down your throat and fuck you, but that’ll be too easy.” He stood up and turned to her, repeating his words, “Drink it.” She turned to him, “Why would you–” But the look in his eyes told her it wasn’t up for discussion. Daphnée grew sick to her stomach.

Pushing the door open he slid into his study room and brought out a book showing it to Draco who had no idea what it was for. "Wondering how I knew what happened without stepping out of my room, this.. I saw everything here and after the Queen you're next, I don't know how but everything here is happening right now." Jeiel rushed, showing him everything he needed to know. Draco stared at him, jaw dropped to the floor. "It's the demon!" He said the words hanging on his mouth as he coughed out blood. Jeiel was shocked and with a swift move turned the book over to himself and then he saw Draco on a tick but no indication to know which tick he was on. His hands started sweating out as he tried s

According to her, her father and mother are enough to spit all the disgrace of her life, so she felt no need to explain further. The man smiled again. Sebastian looked at her from hair to shoes. Ariesta looked at the man while taking a sip of her cigarette. She needed a drink... Maybe after her parents come home, she will drink. She needs to get drunk to forget everything. Thank you." Ariesta said. Sebastian raised his eyebrows. "For?" asked the man. "I didn't say that the last time we met." Ariesta said. Sebastian looked transfixed. His mind immediately recalled that day.

Drink it, his mind screams as he forces himself to stare at his meal, forces himself not to look, drink it, you goddamned monster– There was a sudden, sharp clink. “Eden?” the demon murmurs. “Yes, your highness?” “…drink this for me.” And Hans can practically feel his own heart dropping when he meets a pair of snake-like eyes looking over at him, the wineglass already being offered to the woman sitting by her side.