Demon Slayer Kanamori Novels & Stories

he said to Mia, who was being held down by Heartman. "Gather up their corpses and set them ablaze so the demon won't add them to his army of the dead," he instructed Heartman and the few warriors remaining. In accordance with the sorcerer's instructions, Heartman and the other warriors collected the bodies and piled them together in a heap. A solemn silence descended upon them as they set the gruesome heap ablaze; their

Then I wrapped my arms around her shoulder, her head leaning close to me, and we started to walk into the house together. *Flashback* "Please! Just name your price and make me famous!" "Make my husband forsake his mistress and fall in love with me again! I'm ready to pay!" "I want to be the most good-looking woman in this village, but I don't really have any money! But I'm willing to serve you!" Jasmine was peering through the window curtain when Helene started calling her from the dining hall. She drew the window drapes firmly closed and stepped into the dining hall.

I felt another kind of power as Damon touched me. Cassandra was back again, sneering at me as if she had just defeated me. “Won’t you say a word, banished mother of twins?” I grinned. Kael’s blue eyes locked on mine, soft but full of claim. “Those twin pups carry my blood. Come back to Shadow Moon with me. You belong to me!” My legs felt weak as he released that statement. It was like a command, but I could not obey immediately. Damon was here too.

the midiac said again. A somun is what we call a lawyer in the demon world. "You are expected to return in the next two days with a somun, your accused and any proof of your evidence until then this case is adjourned," the Nomano spoke this time. "Yes I shall." I said as I bowed a little out of respect to the Nomano. As I walked outside of the court room my uncle, Lord Kendrick walked up to me. I expected that but what I didn't expect was what he said next.

“Kon'nichiwa, Fox.” My mouth dropped open, the wind finally let me catch her scent. It wasn’t human, nor was it werewolf... who was she??? “I am Kit. Father asked me to meet you. He say meet Youkai and bring her to him.” She spoke slowly in broken English. Samantha smiled and walked over to her. “I am Samantha. This is my mate, Benjamin. It's nice to meet you, Kit.” Kit nodded. “My Father say you understand Japanese? Nihon?”

"Tsk, isn't he such a ruthless person?" Irene tried to recall again, but the memories were hazy. This time, she was able to perceive the emotions within their words... "Then, why don't you find Dæmon's main rat hole? You aren't that capable either." The first male voice sounded again, jumping to argue with the second male. Dæmon... That name had appeared three times in the conversation. With a great struggle, Irene's mind worked to recall who he was. She and this group of people seemed to have enmity with this Dæmon. If you ask why she knew that she was with this group of people, she didn't understand. It was just that this kind of conversation wouldn't be a daily chat you would have with an

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

"Like I'm a pawn for you to control?! I didn't sign up for this costume party to be an errand boy! I have my own reasons for being here, and I'm no attack mage! You got beefy over there take him instead!!!" He said, pointing at the large framed figure on the throne. " Kanchi Asobi is a Holy Shoutorin artist. He doesn't fight anymore!!!" The figure snapped back at him. The figure walked over to the candelabra and dripped his blood over it once more.

; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again. That was decades ago. In recent times, Kimora made its appearance just off the coast of the Denezel River. North-West of Maliki, a little boy was found dead, his corpse laid open outside their home,the abomination of nature. His mother who found his body fell into a coma and didn't recover. Kimora was much worse than Black Death. That teaches us that you don't fi

It’s weird, it’s like she took the darkness with her. Emerson and Brjent stare openly at me, Farkas seems just as blown away as I am by the strangeness of it all. “Who was that?” He asks no one in particular. “That was Nanako Jimmu, youngest daughter to the first emperor of Japan and a very deadly member from the Band of Blood. This changes the entire situation Santiago, this isn’t good, not at all.” Emerson says breathless.