Demon Slayer Intro Novels & Stories

“I am Laylan.” Daemon gaped now knowing the truth. He outstretched his arm and offered her his hand. Laylan took a step back and looked at him with confusion. She had never been among humans before, atleast not anyone except Zelimir, of course, but she did not understand or know any of this custom. “Take my hand, Laylan. Lesson one in humanity. Greet one another by shaking hands, especially, if you are introducing yourself,” he smiled kindly at her. Still hesitant, she met his hand with hers and roughly shook it. “I am Laylan.”

Clouds gathered above like a plague. Faith pointed. “What the fuck is that?!” Partheos emerged from the sand once more, roaring with demonic fury. “The dawn of a new age has begun!” He lunged at Scott with a massive claw made of swirling sand. “Scott, watch out!” Faith cried. Scott dove, rolling under the strike. “Oh shit!” As he stood, Demonslayer ignited in his hands again. He slashed upward, cutting through the demon’s claw. Partheos howled as the limb exploded.

Its eyes; dozens of them,blinked across its chest, arms, and neck. Its voice crawled into their minds, low and coiling. “Who dares disturb my slumber?” Selene gasped, retreating behind Ryker, who instinctively stepped in front of her. Nyra stood tall. “I am Nyra Duskbane. I offer blood, soul, and flesh in exchange for your strength.” The demon's lipless mouth curled into something like amusement. “Ah… the last heir of the Broken Throne. Your heart drips vengeance. I like that.”

Roshan gasped, shocked, before coughing up blood. The man retorted, "What I should have done a long time ago." With a swift motion, he ripped Roshan's heart from his chest, ending his life. The sudden turn of events left me stunned. The man then turned to me, his expression resolute. "My name is Kyle. I was his beta. If you'll allow me, I want to pledge my loyalty to you and join you in the fight against Dracula." To my astonishment, he dropped to one knee, his eyes locked on mine.

he said stepping out of the shadows and into the light for Leon to see him more clearly. "Let me introduce myself, my name is..." "I don't give an ounce of fuck what your name is, get out of my little kitty's room," Leon cut in rudely, the stranger appeared to be one in his teens boring his ill intent through his hazel eyes "As I was saying," He ignored Leon's disrespectful attitude and continued his introduction, "My name is dreymon,"

She was very nervous and wondered what would happen if the demon boy didn't buy her. ~ Myla listened to the girls crying behind her as they led all of them to the back of the stage. “I'm so happy by the amount of wolves that are here today and I promise that you won't be disappointed by the girls we were able to bring in today" Myla heard Henry say with a kind voice and she couldn't help but scoff. “Male and Female wolves, let me present your slaves to you" The curtains opened and Myla raised her hand above her head to shade herself from the light that shorn on them.

“You can have this if you tell me what I’m here for.” Her eyes followed every swing of the jewelry, desire sparking in them. “What do you want to know?” “How do I wake Draven?” “Why is everyone eager to know this? A demon just left here a minute ago.” Fuck. We were a step behind them. “Who is he?” She huffed, climbing out of the tub. “I don’t keep track of every demon around the block.” “He wanted to know the same thing?” “Yes.” She held her palm out to me. “The jewelry, please.”

“I didn’t consider that. Sorry. Please hold out your arm.” Clara held out her left arm. It was perfectly unscathed, with no cut marks. The old cigarette burns from her bullies weren’t there either. It was a nice sight. She looked up to see the demon pulling out a knife from his cloak and knew her arm wasn’t going to be unscathed for long. He slashed his arm and held it over her arm with the blood dripping down. “I’m going to cut your arm now, you can close your eyes if you like,” he announced. “This part is the bonding ritual.”