Demon Slayer Opening Novels & Stories

When Lilac fainted after gazing on that shadow demon, she is a strong woman with a faint heart. "Deal with everything, I'm out of here ," I mindlink the others. "Yes alpha," The shadow demon and the druids demon were not that powerful and were ranked the lowest of their kind, though the druids had fangs and claws also more powerful than shadow demon, they're still no match for my beta and omega wolves. I took her straight to one of my hotel, I told Talia what happened and she assured me that lilac would be fine. Some minutes after, she flutters her eyes open, Lilac smelt blood on me and asked me to pull off my shirt which I did.

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

He took a step back, his face pale, as if he had just seen a ghost. Damian slowly turned to face him, a hint of a smile on his lips. "Yes, I am," he replied, his voice low and menacing. Henry's eyes dilated, and he looked like he was about to pass out. Just then, in a flash, Damian moved to Henry and used his claws to slice open Henry's throat. Henry dropped down, clutching at his neck, and despite covering it with both hands, the blood was rushing out of his neck like a torrent. I was left shocked at what just happened, my mind reeling with questions.

Miss Lan appeared in front of the demon and immediately slashed at him with her technique. "Damn it! Ghost Light!" Miss Lan, who had just slashed, suddenly couldn’t see the Demon, and she felt that her slash hadn’t hit anything. When everything returned to normal, sure enough, the Demon had vanished from her sight. BOOOOOMMMMM.. "I will definitely take my revenge; I, the Blood Demon, will never be afraid! Just wait, you filthy woman—my revenge is coming!"

“I didn’t consider that. Sorry. Please hold out your arm.” Clara held out her left arm. It was perfectly unscathed, with no cut marks. The old cigarette burns from her bullies weren’t there either. It was a nice sight. She looked up to see the demon pulling out a knife from his cloak and knew her arm wasn’t going to be unscathed for long. He slashed his arm and held it over her arm with the blood dripping down. “I’m going to cut your arm now, you can close your eyes if you like,” he announced. “This part is the bonding ritual.”

Their stares were piercing into each other like they were in a battle. Clairra could release her arrow and let it fly into the demon’s heart but she sure knows how fast he can dodge it. Love? How does this demon even know that word? Demons don’t know how to love! All they do is fight each other, betray each other for the throne, trying to conquer the world they live in! “I will ask for the last time, demon, who are you?” The intention to shoot her arrow was obviously written in Clairra’s face and there was no other thing a demon likes but to play games and keep your fire growing. He looks up grinning at her.

Her eyes were seething, yet the words that came out of her mouth were only lovely and flirtatious. … I had absolutely no notion what she was on about. But I knew one thing for sure: letting this individual ramble any longer would be disastrous for my heart! She was unquestionably a top-tier succubus who could even arouse men when she was infuriated! Analyze! [Solanum-Disaster Rank] Name: Solanum Level 0 Race: Demon Element: Fire and Delusion EXP- 0 HP- ??? CON-??? ATK-99. STR-33

Only because he is a fallen angel, everything is full of sad … But that fallen angel had one chance in life that she was given. The roots of the law controversy go all the way back to the fallen angel, Lucifer. He became a corrupt shadow of his former self - a fallen angel trusted neither by Heaven nor Hell. Demon awaiting the Fallen Angel Shaher's revival was killed in battle at the Hall of Corruption by Alphonse. While not a Fallen Angel in the formal sense, it's depressed price relative to the growing fundamental case for silver makes it worth considering.

He smiled at her and stepped closer to her, pulling her head to him he held it against his stomach, stroking her hair. “Breathe, baby girl.” The ring of salt blazed suddenly with blue fire and the floor within the pentagram sigil seemed to fall and crumble away leaving a gaping hole to the fiery pits of the Demon Realm, a staircase leading down, leaving a narrow two foot ledge within the blue fire ring of protection. A steady, heart stopping beat of slow heavy footsteps sounded loud in the still quiet of the room as the warlocks stopped chanting and became like tranced zombies, staring unseeing at the circle.

I trembled as I got to realized that I should’ve obey him at the first place. “No way… there’s a demon near me.” I looked around and quietly observed. I stopped moving for a while and realized that the demon went closer and closer towards me. I was nervous and scared already. I could sense my death and the danger beside me. “L-Lucifer…” I sighed. The tears slowly condense inside my eyes. But I know that no one’s going to protect me that time. So I slapped my face and strengthen myself. Finally, I heard the anonymous voice behind the green bushes. He was suffering and asking for help but something’s weird.