Demon Slayer Stories Novels & Stories

Lysan Dusk lay on his bed, watching the crack on the ceiling as tears spilled from his eyes, his heart contracted painfully inside his chest. He tried to call for help, but his voice barely came out as a whisper. He heard voices in the next room, “He has to go, he knows too much.” More tears spilled from his eyes as he struggled to breathe. Three years ago, he killed the ruthless Demon king. He delivered humanity from suffering. He stopped the Demon king before he could unleash hell on earth, and this was how he was rewarded. By being poisoned.

Most dragons were solitary and rarely had any reason to assemble. When I was young, my mother told me stories of the supernatural wars and the great dragon generals and warriors. I was surprised the gods had decided this was enough of a fight to be worthy of a Pendragon. I listened as another man spoke. “I’m Veles, Vasili of the desire demons. I free every demon who hears this from any commands I issued while under the influence of the government. Forgive me, please. Any who have the blood of demons in them, who disagree with what has been done to supernaturals and our people, follow your heart to me and fight.” He urged.

"Attack!' Eris shouted out loud. The demons were startled at the sudden invasion of their enemy. Both enemies clashed with each other. The werewolves, leonines, lycans, vampires, and dark elves joined forces together to defeat the demons. Along with the three commanders and Cayden, Iris and Eris ran up towards the ritual. Eris grabbed a demon growling angrily at the scared guard. "What is the ritual all about? I'm sure there's more to it than to gain immortality." the guard whimpered in fear.

“So, a demon is usually a very strong being. One who will use tricks and magic to punish anyone who makes them angry. Many people are afraid of them, because they are really strong and don’t show mercy to their enemies.” I looked at the page in amazement. I ran my fingers over the picture, “But this says they are from hell, does that mean they are bad?” “Sometimes. But there are good demons too.” She pulled another book down and this one looked newer, and the words weren’t in English. “In Japan there are good demons and bad demons.” “Like Inuyasha?” “Exactly.” I thought about it, so maybe ‘demon’ isn’t a bad thing? “Hey, Mama? If that is something that bothers people, is it bad to be called

They have just returned from the other world to recieve the blessings of the druids before they begin their good good work’ Immediately, the castle door swung open and the crusaders came in. The first of them was Slaemann who in every inch looked the leader of the crusaders. Despite his handsome features and luscious smile, he was a very deadly man when it came to things like wars. In fact, it was him who brought honor to Aberdeen many years ago when he was eighteen by defeating a whole army. He was a vampire, a wolf, and an expert at handling the sword. His confident gait also said that. Thirteen rock-faced men watched belligerently from his back with their swords at the ready.

Bella whispered, savoring the silence of the place and the color of fire on the sun. “I have killed many angels in this place, and the place became cursed. No human can come unless the human is brought by any angel or demon,” Alexander confessed, recalling the blood he shed and the wings he tore. It was dark days, and the commotion was created by Lilith when she was thrown out by Adam and displayed her desire for him to be a demon. Isabella’s heart dropped as she gulped the tension, knowing the place under her feet witnessed such a war between demons and angels.

My father used to tell me stories at night when I was a child but, I don't remember hearing anything like this. "But Midoric, the god of chaos intervened and pointed out the sins of the werewolves. Being convinced, the goddesses lessened the creatures' punishment to a thousand years." Grandma lowered the book and looked at me. "And the legend says that after thousand years to that day they will come back. And the time is over. Now anytime they could come." "And what does this has to do with me? I know I have a part to play but, I need clarity." I told her, eyebrows knitting together.

says Reza as he nods at Cayce, "just the stories diverge too much." "Not to mention, and the author told me this," says Cayce, "it takes a lot of work to have overlapping stories. You literally have to keep notes stacked like pancakes to make sure details don't bleed out like ink." "The author's having trouble with Azure's story keeping details intact," says Reza, "Azure's story will probably be the first that spans two books." "So it's a duology?" asks Cayce. "Yeah. But I won't say anything more. You can get Azure in here for another interview if you want to talk with him," says Reza.

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"You are mine. Only mine. You belong to me. You belong to Erix Drystan. And this is your fate. I'm your fate." No! The only thing echoed in my head right now. He can't be my fate. I can't be His. I don't want a monster in my fate. As if he could read my mind, he smirked evilly, "Alas! You are stuck with a demon not a monster." He is truly a demon. And I couldn't digest the fact that my fate made me meet this demon and I don't know what things he has planned for me. A demon in black clothes and with red eyes is now in my life now. And now I have to fight this fate of mine.