Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

“They’re happy. They’re not suffering, and they don’t have any troubles. “They only belong to me. “This is art! It’s perfect art!” He was completely insane. It was completely inhumane. He had turned these young women into his personal toys. I looked at those young women. They were only in their early twenties. Their lives were just starting. However, they were trapped in this dungeon. I recalled what Charlie had said. “The pretty lady fell asleep after the jab, just like sleeping beauty.” It turned out that this was what he was referring to. I felt very sad. I was sad for these young women and this despicable world.

“Come ou-“ before I could finish what was going to say his hands grip my hair and tilts my head so we’re face to face. Fuck. I reach my hands up as I simultaneously released a burst of power outwards. Demon powers are only at full strength in the underworld but up here it’s barely even a whisper. But the force that slammed into me and cancelled out my powers told me this Demon was on another level. He was one of the higher station hunters. “Now try not to struggle and let’s just go.” His voice was deep and low like if he was bored and I was an announce. I stay silent, shaking with rage.

Everyone else just stood, watching. Then Jayden wailed as power exploded from her fingertips, hitting Karl in the chest and sending him through the air to tumble over the back of the sofa. When she opened her eyes, both now appeared a deep blood-red and feral looking. She sent another blast toward Sheeran, who tried to block it with his sword, but instead, the blast sent him flying back into the wall to crumble to the floor. The demon roared as he scampered to his feet, his lips curled upward in a snarl. "I am free!" He reached out a hand, taking Tryna by the throat and tossing her carelessly across the room like a mere toy. Famallumi caught the small faerie before she struck the wall.

It was tiring, so tiring to be scared and hopeless all the time. How did she find her? For all she knew, Klaus's guards were stationed outside the room! Shit! The woman threw her head back, a mocking laughter escaped her lips. "You do not have to look so shocked, darling. I am a demon, remember? I can appear invisible, and make myself visible to both humans and demons whenever and however I please. Cheer up, you haven't seen a ghost…yet." As Arabella's eyes dropped to the woman's hands, she found a knife in her right, and a bag in her left. Her throat ran dry. Bile rose up from her stomach to her throat, before her eyes widened as she glared at her.

girl:- don't tell me you are going be soldiers and die for your country. demon:- no I have a plan for grand death, what you ask for, from this shrine. girl:- I ask, it's embracing, it's your happiness, and I am a rider so my protection from accidents and It's working for me, do you feel light when your father died, or did you cry for him? demon:- I was sad and cried hard, because after all this I can never be free, from suffering, I am confused, one part wants to die, the other part wants to give me another chance, and the other is so scared to live and he finds no meaning in living.

There's a wide room with a matching window that has the scene of the ocean beyond a small meadow and a small group of trees to the right. There are two chairs and one round high coffee table between. Two people sit, one you know, one you don't. At least not from this story. "So," says Cayce, "I'll introduce myself first. But since this is the end of my book then you probably know about me enough. Cayce Vance, eighteen. Married around now, ready for some action, and half-demon and half-angel hybrid."

“That kind of hurt.” The demon steps back, watching. “What are you?” he asks again, tipping his head to the side. “I told you, she’s mine.” Lucas slashes the dagger through the air, cutting the demon’s throat. Thick, dark blood oozes out and the demon brings his hand up to try and stop the bleeding.

Thousands of soldiers from Yarroland's army were hidden in the forest as well. Although thermal weapons couldn't truly harm a Warrior at the Soul Awakening stage, they would be a distraction. Any slip-up in a battle between experts could mean the difference between life and death. "Sebastian!" Alain roared from among the crowd. What happened next shocked everyone. Alain's snow-white hair was turning black rapidly, and his white robe was slowly transforming into an obsidian suit of armor. Everyone there thought of a name at the same time—the Demon Slayer. Decades ago, the Demon Slayer had slaughtered all the inhabitants in countl

Not worthy of his realm. A demon who moved through walls. A demon who wore shadow like skin. A demon whose presence had been muted enough to slip beneath the notice of Hell’s wards. He did not have many of those. Cael Asher was one of them. Of all the creatures in his realm to see her first as more than a body on a hook, it had been his shadow. His blade. The thought soured on his tongue.

Channon asks. "No. She's a half demon and half human but, demons like them are acting like vampires that craves blood when the time comes." Aitan explained. "What?!" They all exclaimed and Alexis grabs Aitan's hand again and when she's going to suck his fingers again Don arrived. "What the hell are you doing?!" He screamed and the waiters got shocked and tried their best not to let the trays fall down on the floor. "Damn." Don exclaimed then puts his hand on his face in frustration. The waiters put all the foods on the table.