Romans & histoires Demon Slayer One Shot

Samael explained, his eyes fixated on my wine glass. One of the demons let out an ear-piercing scream, overpowering all other sounds, capturing Sam's attention as he turned his gaze towards the ongoing fight. I didn't look at the fight. But I saw what happened in the reflection of the wine glass. A demon stood at the centre of the ring, a sword impaling his abdomen, blood gushing out. The victorious demon clutched the decapitated head of his opponent in both hands, effortlessly detaching it from the lifeless body, and it flew across the table, landing right behind us.

“Do it your own way." Silence stretches on for a moment before Thrakos' voice came again, this time dark, low and hungry. ‘There is another way, Kaelen. One that's quick–instant and… filled with pleasure.’ Flame erupted between my thighs, flooding my crotch before I could ask the Demon King what he meant. Suddenly, a hand–his hand–came out of thin air, wrapping around my dick with my cloak caught in-between.

"No one survives a whole night with him." "The last bodies were terrible. Some were broken beyond recognition." "She was too arrogant. She wanted his favor so badly she threw away her life." They waited for my corpse. They waited all night. At dawn, the door opened. Lucien carried me out in his arms. I yawned lazily against his chest. The courtyard went silent. "She is still alive?" I looked around and smiled. "Stop staring. I am not dead. My Demon King is powerful. I am delighted, not dying."

And she let go of the arrow. It took some seconds to realize it. Just as the arrow was about to hit the demon Hannock is fighting, the demon she suspected is Kenshi suddenly appeared. Her eyes widened, tears fell and her heart ached. “Zhemier!”

He looked at me with hesitating eyes and whispered. " Just wondering. ... how is it possible that Shin gained a student even though he's. ...You know. ...." Repeat certain parts of the same life 6 times trying to change the outcome of the future then you'll understand how is it possible. " There we go! I knew it was here!" V7 chimed and led us to an open cave area where a girl wearing demon hunter's armor holding a touch, her back faced us as she focused on guarding the Version Slayer, Bankotsu in his cage. He was tied up with V7's fishing line and was still unconscious.

Without thinking, Klaus stretched his hand towards the man, and strangled him without touching him. The demon dropped dead before the rest of the workers. Klaus hissed, and returned to his car, rage boiling in the pit of his stomach.

After losing consciousness, the original returned to the form of a man. My favorite demon growled, but for some reason did not touch Demid. He leaned over and sniffed at it. The grin disappeared, the fighter stood and looked at the opponent. Misunderstanding, disappointment and surprise were read in the stormy sky. Being at a loss and carried away by the most ancient creature, he did not notice how an enemy crept up to him with a dagger in his hands. I howled. The father turned around and managed to shield Elyan with himself. The poisonous weapon stabbed into his chest.

I understood it's not sweat but my blood my head is bleeding and my eyes becoming heavy but still I can hear their evil laugh one of them pulled my hand hard making my hand sleeve to get tore down no one is hear to protect me or to listen my crying demon boss where are you I'm trying to push him once again I got a slap on my cheeks I fell on hard dusky floor my pant got ripped near my knees due to roughness of floor even my elbow got hurt I'm loosing my consciousness will I die like this only will no one comes to protect me I whispered "demon boss" later everything turned into black ◇DON POV◇ I don't know who exactly trying to scheme me thank god little lamb understood me instead of misunder

He stuttered, his wide eyes focused on me while his filthy stuttering was making me more frustrated than I already was. "You know what is a demon? A demon is someone who takes away your soul." I said before raising my hand in the air as a small branch made its way towards me, and before he could say anything else, I stabbed him with the branch. One time, two times, three-time, ten times. I kept stabbing him until his body stopped moving. Looking at the blood on my hands, loving the scent of it, I inhaled it before taking a small lick of it. I bet Emerald will be happy to drink some blood.