Demon Slayer Female Oc Novels & Stories

Wearing a plain white halter lace dress with a keyhole around the chest. A warm smile filled her face, rosy lips, a white skin that was near to being pale, and eyes that were as green as grass. She sat in front of Lyon as the wind blew against her long white silky hair. She was perfect. Her magic was better than the reset just by looking at her aura. Her mana was the purest amongst everyone Lyon’s eyes had set on. The sparkle could be seen through Lyon’s eye, yet, the appearance of Jiniya would always come to mind.

Demons stood around, looking at us curiously. Two demons in particular caught my attention. Guirita and Shea. Guirita was dressed in a dark red dress, from head to toe covered in dark fabric. Shea was dressed in riding gear and had weapons all over her body. "Is Shea coming?" I asked with disgust. Both ladies heard me, and looked at me with widened nostrils, their eyes dark with anger. "Shea will come as a servant, yes. She has some war experience. If you need anything, just ask her." Samael said. Shea instantly looked down and folded her hands behind her back neatly. Like she was some perfect servant. I wouldn't be asking her anything, even if I was dying from drought.

She knows it is blood just from the context, since instead of red, the thick, smelly liquid is almost identical to tar. "Sam!" She shouts, desperate and afraid that he is seriously injured. The fire-colored slit demon stares at her. It was so weird to associate that horror movie-worthy monster with the handsome man from mere minutes ago. The voice coming out of the deformed throat is also equally fearsome, like thunder and earthquakes. "Don't come any closer!" "You're hurt!" The other demon, the one with yellow slits, seems puzzled by the girl's concern. Sam once again shouts: "Stay away!"

These dresses are all bright colors and plain looking. I prefer wearing the ones with dark colors but with silver or golden linings to show that I’m not just a no one. Back then, my face is just enough for me to stand out because everyone knows me as the Demoness Alpha, but now that I have no name and is only regard as Helion’s disciple, and the fact that I’m using someone else’s face, if I want to stand out, I at least have to do something about what I wear.

“Ah! Yes, the games, indeed Carldeath. I am aware that Rodeath will be the one to represent your Clan, or am I wrong? The being called Carldeath smiled calculatingly, nodding his head. “This is true, my master. The strongest and deadliest female demon from the underworld will be representing our Clan in the games.” “Moriah!” I was shocked to hear his voice calling Moriah. I slowly rose and responded, “Yes?” It was more of a question than an answer. I looked around at the demons with fear and doubt, they looked at me with resentment and contempt, and I turned my fearful gaze to Armaloth and ended with “Master.”

​The blood drained from my face, rushing to my ears with a roaring sound. ​Feminine. ​General Vesh, the White Demon, the butcher of the Crimson Court... was a woman. ​I gripped the wooden edge of the supply wagon so hard the wood splintered beneath my fingers. A female warlord leading the most ruthless mercenary company in the world. It was unheard of. It defied every law of pack dynamics. ​She took a sip from the mug, the firelight catching the curve of her lips. A small, tired sigh escaped her.

The dress was so ordinary yet the woman carried it so well that it shook her, from one glance it was impossible to tell that she was a lowly omega she wolf. Female vampires had always been the most beautiful among all the supernatural species. But this she wolf had the features and beauty that the woman had never seen in her life before. Usually omegas had the innocent and soft looks but this she wolf had really sharp features, her cat eyes having an unusual shade of green, her slim face and lips that complimented her features perfectly. No wonder the first in command was dying for the king to permit him to have her. "Lets go." Zinnia took a deep breath before she walked behind the woman, sh

“I’ve come to ask your forgiveness, and that you allow me to mate with the Valkyrie again. I offer you my daughter as a truce.” The nude Demon smiled and began walking toward us, his cock bobbing, half erect, I felt myself catching fire and didn’t fight it. “You offer me your flesh and blood so willingly, and look, she burns like a Demon.” “It appears to be the only Demon trait that she has inherited. I’ve seen lightning strike multiple times around her in the last few weeks that I’ve been following her. She takes more after her mother,” Darius said, easily resisting my drugged struggles.

Asher yelled still trying to escape from my grip "But.... Justina had a vision that you are in trouble and who is........ Carmella??? "I heard Angela called in surprise and I quickly released Asher from my grip. He attacked me again with light this time almost blinding my left eye My demon got provoked..... my eyes grew dark and my fangs sprung out.... "OMG Carmella is a demon! "I heard Kim's voice making me smirk I turned to Asher who stared at me in shock but yet hate was still filled in his eyes

A Healer said nervously to the white haired woman who slapped me. "I'm miss. I have a higher level Healing Hold, can I help?” Presentation by Kuya Rhys. It really is a star. That's why they ran inside the room and I was left standing in front of these three women – but I noticed that the demon woman was glancing at me, I just ignored her and walked back to my room. When I came back, I just went straight to sleep. …