Demon Slayer Samurai Novels & Stories

I finished the summoning sigils I needed to use and began to chant the spell in Angelic our mother tongue, the words getting more powerful with every utterance, until finally a great beam of light lit up the church from the inside, and Sammael appeared Standing at all of seven feet tall with golden hair and piercing grey eyes, silver armor covered his torso, and shoulders over a white tunic and kilt and from his knees to the tops of his boots were silver braces, in one hand stood a massive spear, that was taller than he was in his other hand was a silver shield "You have summoned me fledgling state your business and do not waste my time" Sammael stated "an act of injustice has been done agai

A swordsman suddenly appeared and fought fiercely with the despot. the king then turned into a giant dragon demon, with a very terrible and terrible power. The dragon demon fought by destroying everything nearby into rubble. The battle between the swordsman and the giant demon lasted for three days and three nights with the sky continuing to be black, at the end of their battle. With the remaining strength of the swordsman, the giant demon finally succeeded in being sealed and turned into a sword with a terrible aura.

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

[Sam’s POV] My inner demon is burning with rage inside of me, but I need to stay calm to find my love and protect my people. With our game plan now set, Max, Damen, Trinity, and I are preparing for war. So, few times in the hundreds of years I have been alive had I used the enchanted armor before me, and here I am now putting it on.

"Do you really think that I will do that?" "Then explain to me what you are doing behind this place and pretend that you're inside?" I demand. He didn't respond for a moment but I felt his ragged breath near my ear and his arms that wrapped on my shoulder tightened. "I took care of the demon earlier." He whispered. "Wha–." I tried to turn around to face him but Liam prevented me from doing so and pulled me really close so that even the thinnest air couldn't pass between us. "I'm a demon slayer." He said and Jiroo and Ayu burst out into fits of loud laughter.

I'll just fart or something instead. I turn the faucet of hot water on the bathtub and throw in some bubble bath solution. While I wait for the bath to fill up, I strip off my shirt, vest, and pants, not to mention my boots, and step into the shower. Turning the faucet unleashes a spray of cold water on me, but it quickly heats up. The water runs through my hair and down my face and goes the rest of the way down my body. My wings that are wrapped around my torso relax and expand to their magnificent size. Being half angel and half demon automatically gives you wings too. But the wings aren't anything like the two. Angels have beautiful bird-like wings, like eagles and ospreys and hawks, whe

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

When they heard the commotion, they opened their eyes. However, their eyes remained unfocused. There was no fear, no shock, and no desire to ask for help. They turned their heads mechanically and looked at us. With creepy smiles on their faces, they said, “Welcome home, master.”

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–"

Samson spoke, "I can see you really tried. You come when I am at my weakest and you bring weapons blessed by the goddess of the river and moon- Mevent. You did all you could as mortals but you forgot one thing: even at my weakest, I AM A BLOODY GOD!" The cornered assassins brought out shields from their apo and stood in battle formation as their enemies attacked… The first wave of enemies fell quickly by the spears of the Camelon and the fighting intensified. The Camelon fought like spirits- cutting down their enemies with animal-like ferocity. Then the mages joined the fight and sent a lighting bolt each to the Camelon. The Camelon assassins blocked the lighting bolts with their shields and