Demon Slayer Ocs Novels & Stories

It dragged at the edge of the battlefield. A demon lunged from the smoke, lowering his shoulders like a charging bull. It slammed into Storm’s side, the impact knocking sparks of Phoenix fire from her fur. Two more followed before she could even counterstrike. They tried to overwhelm her momentum. Osric didn’t hesitate. He vaulted forward, shoulder-checking the first demon off her. Then he slid beneath the second’s claws, driving his blade upward into the joint beneath its jaw. The steel ripped out of its body sideways, tearing its head clean off in a spray of viscous ichor. The third demon lunged toward him—tail scything toward his spine—

Demons are parts of darkness, and sooner or later, it will claim me, unless I manage to remain human. They stopped at the scene that I had carefully prepared for them. A dead horse and a man in a black cloak lying on his back. Of course, there was nothing under the cloak, but who would check? So, who'll go first? Ah, too bad I don't have a crossbow. Whatever. I'll manage. Especially since they stopped right where I wanted them to. I sized up the situation for the last time. All right, here we go! A daring leap into the center of the squad, and I landed right behind one of the pursuers. These shaven-headed beasts should not exist in my world. Demon's blood sang a battle cry in my veins.

She read a considerable amount of it, and she finally reached a point where it made sense. We looked at each other as I switched off the lights. “Come here.” I whispered. She dropped the book, and walked gently into the kitchen. I carried her and placed her on the kitchen counter. She chuckled, holding my shoulders for support. I kissed her before pushing the plate of pancakes to her. “So, the demon wolves have factions.” Scarlett said, as if regurgitating the information she had just consumed. “Apparently.” I followed, taking a bite of the snack. “The Slayer faction, and the Arch faction. The Slayer faction deals with all the brutal work, while the Arch faction are the architects of doom ,

He watched as the people around Ursula’s water dome began chanting “Mur-der-rer” He heard the creature laugh as it was burnt to a crisp leaving a huge humanoid mark on the bleachers. The people were also burnt to ashes as he watched them try to walk towards him. Ursula’s dome on the other hand had evaporated due to the head but she was left unharmed. Unable to do anything, Lyon froze as his chin rested on Metoki’s shoulder. Metoki’s head slowly turned towards him and whispered. “Everyone knows your a murderer” Lyon jumped back creating distance between the two of them. It was only a few minutes but everyone in the vicinity was either burnt to ashes or were already dead on the floor. Lyon cle

, Isak yelled, the monster looked around where it stood, there were drawings on the floor, like that of triangles born in circles, the monster had seen this before, probably in its past life, and the light consumed it. "Where are we?", the thing spoke, as it eyes peered at the girl before them, she was related to the body which now belonged to them, this was going to be easy, it thought, kill the Wolf and take her necklace, that would make him really proud, wouldn't it, "Yes Demon, it would.", Isak Emma said, as he chuckled at the demon's before him, "I know you.", the Demon said as it shifted back, Adolpha sending him back to the spot, Alec flying to the spot, slashing its torso, the demon

Marcia screamed, tears brimming her eyes again, leaning over Ulna, looking, listening and feeling desperately for signs of life. “He feels the body alive, but the beast’s mind has left, but cannot continue on through the fade until Rex stops keeping the shell on the brink. I know what death looks like stupid girl, I know better than anyone,” Sküülen replied, backhanding Marcia, her usual chirpy voice changing to a darker and more sinister one. “Because you’re a f**king demon!” Lacey shouted, her sword coming to the ready. “I am many things, but a demon I am not, I am Sküülen, daughter to Mors.”

“Do you know which group of Slayers made the deal with the fire demon? They could only be fire-wielding Slayers, right?” “That’s what I thought as well. The stories aren’t very clear on this.” “Could it be Tamerlane’s group?” Aki finally said the unmentionable. No particular Slayer had been held accountable for the death of her father, but on the day of the attack, the leader of the raiders wore the red o-yōroi armor whose lacing and crest were associated with Tamerlane. Temujin looked her straight in the eye. “That’s impossible. That would mean Tamerlane has somehow achieved immortality. If we believe all the stories, that guy has died more times than a cat’s got lives. If that was true, he

King Silas was standing there with another man Monty couldn't recognize who was Oscar. Oscar stepped closer to Monty and stretched his hand for a handshake. Monty reluctantly shook his hand. “I am Oscar.” Oscar introduced himself. “I am one of the vampires who came alongside your friend, Trady, or rather I call him Demetrius now because he is the reborn version of one of our vampires— Demetrius.” Monty stared at them wide-eyed like he couldn't believe what he was hearing. He opened his mouth to say something but closed it almost immediately.

Then she got offended because I pointed it out? Cowardice. But I shrugged. “If you say so.” She sat up, still smiling. “You know what, Paimon? I learned something new about you.” I froze. “What’s that?” “You’re good.” I choked. Coughed. My ears rang. Good? Good?! I’m a demon. A warlord of Hell. She called me good? If Lord Lucifer heard that, he’d toss me into Cocytus—the frozen lake where traitors rot.

“Tell me how this happened?” I let out a sharp exhale, gazing out the window. “There is a group in the Lycan kingdom. They serve this goddess called Shila.” Oscala turned to me immediately, slightly surprised. “They thought Taylor was the goddess because it seems she looks exactly like he goddess.” “She does?” Oscala asked, he looked shocked. “Did you know the Shila?” “Nevermind that.” He answered dismissively. “I need to tell you have to do.” He drew closer, looking me right in the eyes. “I will stabilize her and wake her but it will only be for a day atmost.”