Demon Slayer Fanarts Novels & Stories

His fingers in his hole had brushed against a small bump which had caused a shock go through him that he was surprised he had not come. Once he had his body under control, he moved his fingers again rubbing at the bump there and all he could feel was intense pleasure. Unconsciously he closed his eyes and spread his legs so wide that one was already hanging out of the tub! It was not enough he need more. Then his mind conjured up an image of a cock, General Fan’s cock. His fantasy then then showed that he was being pierced by that thick cock. He added in another finger and started to move aggressively as his mind showed him being bent over with his ass in the air and General Fan’s body over h

With a flick of his wrist, a folding fan as tall as half a man appeared in his hand. There was a crackling sound of thunder on the surface of the folding fan, which made his face bright and dark. "The slate is made of special materials. It must be watered with a large amount of cultivator's blood to melt. In addition, I have to feed those demonic souls with the cultivators’ blood so that the demonic souls will no longer be a threat to me. But it's too late for you to know this now. Because you are about to die!" In an instant, Yelly Summer's killing intent surged toward Caspian like a tide.

I shouldn't be here, I have to go to a safe place to heal. I saw a tall figure standing right at the door, smirking. I drew close to get a clearer picture of who it was but it seems the more I tried the lesser I saw, I gave in after some time and slowly my eyes closed. "You told me this would work but you just murdered a poor animal, are you that cruel." Prince Jeiel spat staring at Damina levely.

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.

Near that painting, a canvas and board was placed. "This crab is waste. Even after this long years, I haven't found you, where are you, mister?" ZouMi muttered to herself. This painting, was none other than, the one four years back, 'Ao Mi' famous painting, 'MindMe'. ZouMi, has been trying to paint the same painting, but wasn't satisfied with the result every time. She replaced the board with a new white sheet, picked the brush and emerged herself in the painting.

Novel: Soul Shard Captor [BL Version] Series: World & Soul Bureau Series Author: Lucy Pan Dora Started serializing on: 27th of June, 2020 On Goodnovel since: 6th of October, 2020 === LINKS === Support the author: ko-fi.com/lucypandora Author website: lucypandora.com Discord: lucypandora.com/discord === RELEASE RATE === 🔹 new chapter every day at a random time

I thought the demonic arts are quite hard to acquire. Kiri: That was only the basics. And not to mention the teacher was being nice. The truth about demonic arts is not as simple as that. -meanwhile at the council of demons all 6 demon lords are summoned and were discussing a certain topic- Lord Ira: That day the supreme Orb showed seven colors out of which one was the color of the lost familia. Lord Inveja: Not to mention the color of Greed, Pride, Wrath and Lust Lord Pregucia: It's incredible that a mere human possesses so many colors but that's not what we are here today right?

“Is it because of what that summoner said earlier … that you’re a half-demon? Is that true?!” Janshai lifted an eyebrow. “Idiot … You should’ve known that since the first time you saw my eyes.” Arth took a step back, covering his mouth with his hand. “Bloody hell,” he whispered. “You’re a demon?!” he pointed at Janshai’s face accusingly. “So what if I am?” Janshai crossed his arms. “What are you gonna do now? Kill me?” “No, it’s not that …” Arth quickly replied, then his gaze slowly fell to the ground. “It’s just … my parents died during our war against the demons … and …”

Hades is an amazing artist. Another picture I saw a demon eating a heart. The strings were coming out of his own chest. Means he was eating his own heart. I gulped once again. In the next picture, I saw a man lying and his soul was leaving his body. Next, he drew a man smiling creepily. His smile was the most horrible thing he drew. Next, I saw a woman’s face. She was smiling through her lips but was crying through her eyes. Her eyes reflected torture but still she was smiling.

“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.