Demon Slayer Fanfiction Watching The Future Novels & Stories

"It means while they searched your mind you saw glimpses of the future." The room froze. Future. My heart pounded. Stefan. The attacks. Kaels death. Chloes betrayal. No. No. No. I swallowed hard. "Future?" "Possibilities " She corrected. "Nothing is written in stone." What I saw may come to pass it may not. I knew. The things I saw were real. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow. Someday. I was not ready. Not yet.

The old me would have done exactly what she had been thinking, but the me when I’m with her would never dream of it. Jamari is the light that has brought me from the dark and gave my life back its meaning. I don’t think I could go on living without Jamari in my life, and that thought scares me. What does our future hold for us? Werewolves might live longer lives than the humans they live with, but those lives are nothing compared to the lifespan of a demon. Especially the Demon King, I am extremely hard to kill. I turn my attention back to the Fates sitting patiently on the couch they brought along with them. It can’t be a coincidence that they appeared in the middle of our bedroom shortly a

“Don’t make me watch this.” Frozen, unable to close my eyes or block out her harrowing whimpers, I watched as my mate—the girl I tried so hard to loathe—left this world. The cold, cruel voice of the flames slithered through my head once more. “It doesn’t have to be this way, Orion. So much wasted blood. So much wasted power. Let me show you your future if you were to join me…” The vision changed. Gone was the blood flooding the streets. Gone was the soot staining the cobblestone.

Maybe this time, he can make the right choices and not descend to the same path he walked on in his first life. Aiah will accept the changes I brought in time. We have a future ahead of us— the future I’m trying to save for my sake, for Cassius and Maximus, and for the rest of the members of the Silvercrest Pack. “Wildfrost.” I lifted my head to look at who called me. I raised an eyebrow upon seeing Asher and his vibrant blue hair. “What?” “Can I sit here? There are no more vacant tables.” “Sure,” I said, shrugging. “Just don’t disturb me.”

“Shadowland has creatures in it. Both human like and black, gooey zombies.” Rain, my Knight and a powerful demon in her own right, gave me an unimpressed look as she adjusted a pin in my hair. She was a bit of a perfectionist and couldn’t stand when things were out of place. If she were human, I’d say she had severe OCD. I guess I could still say it even though she was a demon.

My heart was shattered, and fear held me tightly. "We'll need to make an effort, Olivia," Scarlett, my inner wolf, remarked, acknowledging our destiny. "What if she's unkind and mean, wanting him and everything for herself?" I asked my wolf. "Then we'll surrender it to her. We can't oppose this. She holds a superior position, and she's his fated. We don't have a fighting chance. We must simply pray that she's kind and compassionate, or a chilly bed will be the least of our concerns, Olibia," my inner wolf said, and I shed tears. It was all overwhelming.

“You don’t know me yet.” “That’s the problem,” I whispered. “I’m starting to.” Silence settled between us, charged and fragile. I stepped back. “Rest. We’ll talk when you’re stronger.” As I turned to leave, he spoke again—barely above a whisper. “Selene… the bond didn’t just show memories.” I paused. “It showed a future.” I turned slowly. “…What future?” He held my gaze, eyes glowing faintly with the bond’s energy. “One where I die protecting you.”

The nightmares mercifully left her alone, making her sleep a long dreamless sleep. Riven watched her for a long time while she slept. He was glad that she had seen a part of the future, so she could be prepared for it. But fear had already taken over him. Fear for his mate. Layla said she saw herself dead in the future she was shown. And it meant one thing. Layla could die in the war with the devils. If the devils escaped, that is. He left the bed and walked towards the large windows. He drew the curtains aside, not enough to let in the sunlight but enough for him to stare outside.

“What happened, beauty queen?” It takes a moment before she pulls away from my chest and mutters forlornly. “There were dead bodies everywhere. The world was burned to ash, and everything in it was dead…” She stops talking and breaks out into heart-wrenching cries. Azazel, Creighton, and I give each other helpless looks as we stand there, unaware of what to do next. After a moment, Amara pulls away from me and stands up. She wipes at her tear-stained face, points at the book, and sniffles out. “I think the book showed me the future.”

"What went wrong? I don't remember anything after... after the hallway got crowded." She turned to Damon, and the worry must've shown on her face because his expression softened. "I think it got worse," she admitted quietly. "I'm seeing things that are real. Like, somehow looking into the future." Damon stepped closer and gently lifted her chin with his fingers, making her meet his eyes. "Relax," he said, his voice low and steady. "We're going to help you. You're going to get better. That's why you're here."