Demon Slayer Role Swap Novels & Stories

“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.”

"What's wrong, Cindy? Are you feeling sick?" When she looked up in his arms, Julia was wearing her own face once again. Norman recoiled in shock, shoving Julia away. "Julia? Cindy? What's happening?" Julia was just as confused. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Norman opened the letter that came with the divorce certificate with trembling hands. [Norman, I don't know why, but Julia and I swapped bodies. Maybe you should ask her. But I know everything you did to her and to me these past few days. You disgust me.

I tried to breathe but the bastard had its entire weight on my body, crushing my ribs and digging its claws into my arm. Snarling, I placed the palm of my hand on the ground. The runes on my arm burned red as the earth began to rumble. I turned to the demon and smiled as chains erupted from the ground. They shot through the monster's flesh, severing through its body fat and slicing off one of its breasts. I closed my eyes as a rain of flesh and vile blood rained down on me. I was going to need another fucking bath. I rolled onto my feet, my breath ragged as I scanned for the last monster. “Thrakos," I called as more chains curled out of my runes. "What the fuck are these–"

She sipped on her soup as she hurled insults at me. "You got my son killed and birthed a worthless brat in return! You're not getting any of this soup!" This happened on the day my daughter was born. Had I been reborn? I remembered just moments ago, the child who I'd painstakingly raised had unplugged my oxygen supply and then chatted away with the nanny happily. It was then I'd discovered my child had been swapped shortly after birth. I'd died in agony, filled with betrayal and despair. At present, Doris flung her spoon into the thermal container and slammed it onto the bedside table.

"Poor me, I came here to try to save the world and this is how the world would pay for my dedicated patriotism. Such a shame, don't you both think so?" Both man and demon remained silent. But a prideful demon like Andro would not forever bow down to a human. "Let me go and I will forget this behaivor! I will let you live!" Elena's smile snapped as her purple eyes glowed. Slash. "What are you doing..." Before Andro could finish his sentence, he suddenly realized that his vision had turned upside down. Thud. With a sickening thud, Andro's head rolled across the blood-soaked ground, his eyes wide with disbelief and a lingering flicker of rage. Silence descended, heavy and oppressive, broken on

*** POV: Denvereaux Thorne “Is this what you are talking about?” He worriedly inquired as he stared at Shea, who seemed to be sleeping soundly in her tent. Slate just nodded his head. “I don’t know, but this is the second time that I saw her like this. The first time, she had killed hundreds of rogues in the South, Denver. I don’t want her to shift like this again.” Slate seriously explained. “Why is this happening? Shea isn’t a royal blood, and she isn’t a male royal blood, so how come?” Denver worriedly inquired – most of to himself.

"I don't mean to switch the topic, but, do you mind clarifying what you are? Because you know of mates, I'm certain you've gathered that we are werewolves. But I still wish to know what you are. Bennet is the alpha of this pack, but I do most of his duties right now. One of those duties is protecting all within this pack. You may not know this, but you are inside our territory. I have a responsibility to know what you are." He says this all very gently, but I see the underlying message: What the hell are you? Taking a breath, I start, "You were correct in your observation. I am a hybrid of angels and demons. I do not pose a threat to you or your pack. Many hybrids have the ability to use mag

While James treated his injuries, he kept watching Thea. Thea’s Demonic Sword Art was overbearing. When combined with her Murderous Energy, even Juniper who was at the Supernatural level began losing ground. “Damn you!” she cursed. Swoosh! At that moment, eighty-one black needles suddenly appeared around Thea. It was Exalter. The eighteen-one needles shredded through the air and charged at Juniper. Juniper’s face paled as she hurriedly dodged the needles. At that instant, Thea appeared above her and slashed with her Malevolent Sword. Seeing this, Juniper hurriedly raised her sword.

He wagged his finger at Martha. "You humans...you've ruined such a demon with your love and devotion!" Martha snorted a laugh and folded her arms. "Don't be so jealous, ye scaly beast." Argadon chuckled. However, I had no time for their arguments. "Could you teach me anything?" The walls shook at the demon's laughter. "Only in exchange for your soul, son!" I didn't want to trade my soul away. I had learned about my power and gotten a look at my father; now I just needed to release him, which is exactly what I did by spilling my blood in the pentagram and chanting a spell.

he asked, the angst from earlier seeming to dry up. “I’m not exactly sure. Some Vampire scratched her, and rather than letting her become a dirty bloodsucker, one of our Healers, Jamie, Scott’s dad--you don’t know him,” she was rambling, “decided to give her the serum to change her into a Hunter instead. But somehow she ended up being both. Or neither.” “Huh. And I thought I’d heard of everything.”