Demon Slayer Ninja Novels & Stories

" No... you need to save the world to become a Platinum and even then it's only given to the leader. Which is why there's only been one Platinum holder so far." " Saki the Demon Lord Slayer! * Very creepy smile* The great Saki that ( Here is a lot of dialogue about how awesomely great Saki the Demon Lord Slayer and the millions of ways he uses to kill demons from bleeding to death to poisoning to an explosion. Then the detailed tale of how he killed the Demon Lord with the help of the Sword Maiden which was an epic battle that ended with the Demon Lord's head rolling on the ground. Then how he retired and taught others of his million ways of killing demons. He inspired so many that an entire

As Zayla’s mom swooped down toward the ground, her magnificent wings unfurled like dark sails. With a fierce motion, she snatched another demon from the air, her long, sharp black talons slicing through the thick air. In a ruthless twist, she tore its head clean off and ignited the remains in a furious blaze. After the remnants burned away into nothingness, she pursued more foes, leaving a trail of much-needed destruction in her wake.

Queen Lilith said, pouring in a jar of blood in her cup. “Well if it pleases my queen I have gotten for you a demon slayer for your Legion. He is powerful and really deadly just how you want it!” Hades said warmly as the flames on his head turned blue. “Hmm…I see. What do you call him?” Queen Lilith asked, taking a sip of blood from her cup. “I call him Albunuf, a slay demon. He can be really helpful to you.” Hades said, pouring himself a cup of blood into his cup.

But for every demon that fell, ten more seemed to rise up in its place, their numbers unending. Damon was a skilled fighter, trained by his cousin Roshan in the art of demon-slaying. He had been taught to harness his demonic powers, to wield his sword with precision and deadly force. But even with his superior training, the sheer number of demons began to take its toll.

The others did the same, scattering and finding as much cover as they could. “All right. I’m going in. I need to see where the opening is so that when we come back, there are no surprises,” she informed the others. “Be careful, Jo,” Zane said, only to her. “Are you sure you don’t want me to go?” It made sense that he would be concerned. She was a Hunter, after all, and could be killed by a Vampire. Whereas, he was a Guardian, and a Vampire couldn’t kill him. Only a Hunter could do that. “I’ll be fine.” She wasn’t sure why she felt so confident in her answer, but she did. With a deep breath, she focused her eyes on a spot on the rock wall in front of her, a few bushes on either side that made

"There is one more problem we have to look at." I pinched the slope of my nose and sighed. "And what that problem might be, now?" I asked looking up. She gave me a sympathetic smile. She knew how overwhelmed I was from this sudden dump of information. "As I told you before, no one knows what creatures they are. How they look like or even what they are called. Fighting someone without knowing about them makes you weaker." She was right. How could I fight them without knowing what weakness they possess? Or even if they have any.

I slashed their throats with my shield; their veins with my saber. Their death cries joined together in a symphony of pain and horror. I reveled in the screams of the dying men, licking the drops of blood as they splattered my face. I fended off thrown daggers with my shield, parried sword blows with my saber and counterattacked. I was destruction incarnate, and I felt happy. I was killing, and the demon blood sang in my veins. Death, death, death to my enemies.

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

She was an honorary cat and, I suspected, a little in love with Rafe. My entire harem would work out with me in the mornings. We got up early every day for sparring, running, and some other exercises for muscle building. In the evenings they would train together while I was working with Poppy to get Anders’ educated and trained. His tailwork was improving. There was a workshop on the property where we practiced. It was a rule among my people that only full blooded demons were permitted to witness training. There was another type of training for mixed demons. I hated it, but I was supposed to be teaching him in the traditional fashion

Indie let my hand go and let her demon form out, showing off that she was a concubus. There were some scattered applause. I let my demon form out too. All of it. “I am Morrigan, Vasilia of the demons.” I stated while my human form shifted.