Demon Slayer Fan Comics Novels & Stories

"No one survives a whole night with him." "The last bodies were terrible. Some were broken beyond recognition." "She was too arrogant. She wanted his favor so badly she threw away her life." They waited for my corpse. They waited all night. At dawn, the door opened. Lucien carried me out in his arms. I yawned lazily against his chest. The courtyard went silent. "She is still alive?" I looked around and smiled. "Stop staring. I am not dead. My Demon King is powerful. I am delighted, not dying."

The person that was stabbed suddenly vanished right in front of them, with Arthur appearing behind her with a blade placed on her name. “Make the wrong move and it will cost you your life…” “Who cares about this shitty life anyway!” she yelled as she pushed her nape deeper on to the bleed. Her eyes were turning much brighter than before as cracks began to appear on her face. Markings that looked-like ancient scriptures appeared as well, and only in a matter of seconds that she was devoured by all of it. She screamed in pain before tumbling to the ground, her nape bleeding from the cut she gave herself. But the pain didn’t exist there, moreover her hands were placed at the center of her chest

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

She brought forth her hand, I took hold of it and we both teleported down to her new house. I had built the house to accommodate the ladies who would satisfy my sexual urges during the period of the upcoming red moon. Zach had informed me that the red moon would appear in few weeks, so I am making adequate preparations. I am a demon and during the time of the red moon, I am bound to have uncontrollable sexual urges. It wouldn't be bad if she shares the house with some of the beautiful maidens who would be warming my bed. Saphira's POV

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.

Damien’s POV Her friend pulls her out the shop but before she leaves she looks back. And our eyes lock. Interesting. That’s the Demon Kings daughter? She looks more human than demon. Her scent is like them as well. Soft and alluring. What’s that about ? I sit down at the back of the coffee shop and plan my next move. Fuck, it just had to be me. I clench my fist hard enough they turn white. My thoughts linger on how I shred through that kid like it was nothing. Did he mean much to her? Or was he just a simple fuck? It’s been years and I can’t shake this feeling.

She read a considerable amount of it, and she finally reached a point where it made sense. We looked at each other as I switched off the lights. “Come here.” I whispered. She dropped the book, and walked gently into the kitchen. I carried her and placed her on the kitchen counter. She chuckled, holding my shoulders for support. I kissed her before pushing the plate of pancakes to her. “So, the demon wolves have factions.” Scarlett said, as if regurgitating the information she had just consumed. “Apparently.” I followed, taking a bite of the snack. “The Slayer faction, and the Arch faction. The Slayer faction deals with all the brutal work, while the Arch faction are the architects of doom ,

She explained, and I asked “So what ???” I asked “This can only kill one demon maybe your choice is Dimitri Black, then why don't you kill him on your own... why me ???” “ Because I can't go near him and if I will try his evil powers will warn him of danger and I will get caught... But you can do it because he can't even think that this silver knife can be with you.” With that, she explained everything and gave me that magical weapon, I got some confidence and I hid it immediately... Before I could say anything more, out of nowhere she blew air to me and I felt my eyes heavy.... then fell asleep...

He spits blood and kneels down. "No! Your majesty!" Aristo runs towards him and hugs Alfonso when he fainted. He tried to cure its wound but he can't. "Socrates can have the princess now..." The girl laughs loudly and she opens more portal and a lot of Level D's a came out. "Let's get out of here now!" Aitan said then when they were about to go, something came down from the sky. •*•*•*•* Alexis is still eating with Ginger when stops because she smells something. Her demon features are now showing up until, she releases a lot of black fire and went towards the smell.

He killed his father and went to live with the druids in the alps. Through thousands of years of life, he still hadn’t let go of his resentment for how he was treated as a child, which sometimes led him to express his anger in violent creative ways. This as well is all the more problematic because Sleamann was about the strongest creatures around. Unlike others, he was not just a wolf, warrior, war-lord or whatever. He was a vampire and a vampire-werewolf hybrid, which made him the first damphyr. As a result, he could take on whole packs of normal vampires or werewolves with terrifying ease, while normal people barely registered as more than food to him. He was a thinker and he thought about