Demon Slayer Leader Novels & Stories

Other than being generally annoying and prone to the occasional delusion of heroic grandeur. “You were always the leader, but now they know no matter how annoying you might be, the alternative is worse.” Just for a second a fleeting thought crossed my mind. What if that was why she let them go off without me? Could she really be that calculating? I looked at her beautiful face and wondered if she was really a demon. A succubus, maybe? “You can call me the leader if you want, but where exactly do you expect me to lead you to?” “Isn’t it obvious? Gullen told you to meet the Archfiend and here we are. You seem to be leading fine. Now you just have to get him to not kill us all.”

This former mummy was indeed their leader and they have met her more than once but every time the one who stood at the side of this mysterious leader of their was Layla who had just sacrificed herself to revitalize this former mummy who happened to be the true identity of their mysterious leader. Since their leader was or… was a mummy should they act as though nothing had happened or should be terrified because their leader is one of the monsters in legend? They don’t know either because the one who knew what they should do in the presence of their leader was already dead. While everyone in the meeting room was either dumbfound or take a wait-and-see stance to observe the current situation.

He projected his resentment toward the Dragon Slayers onto those who provoked him. Thus, for the past ten days, Augheimer had been waiting outside the city for prey, and greedy hunters always seemed to find their way to him. Soon, Augheimer finished one of the roasted rabbits. Just as he was about to eat the second, a dozen figures suddenly appeared around him. The leader of the group descended from the sky, looked at Augheimer, and sneered, "A former slave of the Reyne family, now turned into a murderous demon feared by all. Augheimer, you've really surprised me."

The front-runner stood huge and imposing, as big as Ahbi had been, with four turns to his horns and hair as silver as the jewelry he wore. Why did he look familiar? The line of his jaw, the way he smiled, the width of his shoulders, how he carried himself... he spread his hands in greeting, closing the gap between us, coming to tower over me as I gaped up at him with a growing sense of realization rising to the surface. "Sydlynhamitra," the demon who could only be Leader said. "I've been looking so forward to meeting you, my beautiful granddaughter." ***

“I know exactly who this demon is, Lord Vladimir Eskatol. As I well know who you are. Do you know who we are?” Vlad frowned scathingly, looking over the uniforms before answering in a bitter tone. “Royal Guard.” “Exactly…and so you will also know that I work under the authority of King Luisette which means I am in full authority here.” “Yes, I understand, Captain…but that demon…” Vlad tried to explain.

He couldn't see his face yet, but the man's sheer posture caught his attention. "Yo..." the leader muttered, stepping up to him. He leaned in uncomfortably close, practically sniffing the air around Asher's shoulder. "Nice scent. You look like you're absolutely loaded." He reached out, his dirty fingers brushing against the fabric. "This cloak of yours looks incredibly expensive," he sneered. Then, his wicked gaze slithered over to Zayla, his eyes lighting up with a sickening filth. "Yo... you even have a stunningly pretty girlfriend," the leader said, a vile grin spreading across his face as he showed off his rotten teeth. "How about I borrow her for the night?"

I told her. “Bold comes with being a concubus. Strong… Maddie is stronger than I ever was. She fought so hard when she got sick. I just cried. She always smiled and told her stories. I couldn’t figure out what was driving her. I wasn’t really surprised when she became a Vasilia. She called me the leader of our group, but she was the real strength of it. We leaned on her in the times I wasn’t strong enough.” She admitted. “She supported you because she didn’t want you to feel like you weren’t strong enough to lead. Even though she’s a Vasilia, you’re a concubus. That makes you like an alpha demon. You needed to lead your people as much as she did.” Jeremiah said.

"And as Lady Elaria so wisely pointed out yesterday... an unranked, scentless servant has no business managing the operational infrastructure of a tier-one pack. I am simply a mouse and I belong in the wash caverns." "Anna, this isn't the time for your petty grudges!" Saed screamed, his narcissism flaring through the panic as he reached out to grab her. "I am your Alpha! I command you to…." Before his fingers could even brush her shoulder, Liam stepped forward, his massive frame a solid wall of iron between them. The Lycan Commander didn't say a word, but his claws extended with a sharp, lethal snick, and his dominant aura hit Saed like a physical blow, forcing the young Alpha to stumble bac

the sitting drow bellowed. "This is his daughter, Cassana. She can still help us." He turned to her, "This is Nymgos, he is the leader of the fae-folk who helped me. One of the leaders." Nymgos rose up from his seat and towered over everybody else in the room, his head almost reaching the eight-foot high ceiling. Cassana clenched her fist to stop her hands from shaking. The huge drow reached for the table in front of him, to the long painted box sitting on top, turning it to face her. "Do it then," he ordered.

"Group A's leader will be Hunter Alexa, Group B's leader is Hunter Pierce, Group C's leader is Hunter Max, Group D's leader will be Hunter James and Group E's will be Hunter Seolurrie." Seolurrie raised her hand and the Organization President let her speak. "I would like to step down from my position as the leader of Group E and appoint Hunter Hale for the position." She said without a hint of hesitation on her voice. "Alright, the Group E's leader will be Hunter Hale. That's it for today, the five groups may now plan their strategy and train for the whole day." The hunter's started walking to their respective groups and soon left the training field for their own privacy. After a while only