Demon Slayer Style Novels & Stories

" All eyes were focused on the edge of the square as two troops of demon experts slowly entered the square. The envoys from the Heavenly Demon Temple were dressed in silver armor with a total of twenty people. The leading one was a burly leader of the Heavenly Demons. His demonic aura was domineering and tyrannical with a vicious momentum flickering between his brows. It was as if a bloody aura was shrouding his entire body. This was a peculiar domain feature that he had achieved by killing countless people. It was as if there were undead wailing and howling, causing one to shiver in fear.

As I was saying, he went on as Pagomaris nearly wept, clapping her hands at her servants, sending them scurrying for something suitable to my taste, your opposition won't expect you to be ready since neither of you has experience. I beg to differ, I shot back. I've been in lots of fights. That helped me feel a little better. I'd been through a hell of a lot and managed to survive. Surely I could handle a demon or two considering the firepower I had at my disposal. I remind you, Sass sent, stern and almost harsh, no use of other powers. Only demon. Unless you want to be put to death? Oh crap. Gotcha. Slash attack, Sassy sent. Take out their shields first then work from the bottom up. Most don

His long tongue licked up the side of my neck and cheek. "You know us demons enjoy much more than mere humans, Mortas. I can pleasure you in ways you're not familiar with," he cooed and I rolled my eyes. Did no one know that Dane and Samson had been demons and one my lover. I chuckled and said,"I highly doubt that." His hand cupped my still soft member and I scowled at him.

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

And there was also a lizardman, a humanoid creature with the features of a lizard, it had the head of a lizard too, and hard armor-like scales covering his body, he wore tribal shaman-like clothes and staff, and seemed to exude a decent magical presence. And lastly, there was… a beautiful demoness! The Succubus had pale-white skin, fair and smooth like porcelain. Alongside that, she had a beautiful face, sharp pink eyes that shined with some crimson-red eeriness, long purple hair reaching her hips, and two little black horns at each side of her head, alongside two small bat-like wings in her back and a long tail with a pointy end in the shape of a heart… her attire seemed made of tight latex

The dress's daring neckline and thigh-high slit were a deliberate display of assertiveness and dominance. The third girl carried herself with an air of condescension, and her appearance mirrored her disdainful attitude. Her brown hair was styled impeccably, each strand in place, and her icy blue eyes observed everything with a critical eye. Taylor wore a form-fitting, silver dress that sparkled under the bathroom lights. The dress's intricate sequins and beads created a dazzling effect, adding an air of haughty elegance. The hemline, though seemingly demure, flirted with scandalous lengths, and the subtle slit hinted at a willingness to defy expectations.

Selenian said. - What's more, for the first time, we have the queen of demons and representatives of the demon summit. - Selenian said, presenting the demonic woman with purple skin, pink hair between the sides like pink flames, between her pointed and twisted horns above her head, in an S shape, which meet. In which she called herself Jasmine, her breasts full on her sculptural and muscular body with lines and pink flames all over her body, she had claws and nails, wearing only a bra and panties, a high heel shoe, at her side.

The Demon Wants Forever "Bane is an interesting demon." Sighing, Sebastian leaned his head back against the tub. Victoria was curled up against his chest, her fingers absently circling one of his scars. The halfling was fascinated by them. It pleased him to no end. The marks on his body, even those from his slavery, didn't embarrass him. Demon's were warriors above anything else, scars were a right of passage among them. "Mmm...I was pleased to see him well." As the warm water eased his muscles he idly trailed his claws over her slick back. "Although, if he made me wait any longer I would have snapped off one of his horns."

Usually if anyone is a threat to our position, a human would eliminate the other, but here neither King nor Dark Lord are interested in fighting, no friendship, nor enemies. The mysterious first brother always wears a black hoodie with 'D' at the back. All the gang members have 'D' printed in silver, whereas second brother has it in purple and first brother in golden. They have only one rule 'no harm to innocent' or else face them. Mind games, both the brothers were excellent in playing with mind. Simple torture of them starts from one's mental breakdown. Direct death was something they don't know, slow painful deaths is their specialty.

"You won't get a single blood from me," Arth said as he unsheathed Frostcalibur, facing six, armed demons. They had muscled bodies with rough burnt skin, wide wings, and long tails. Their armors screamed in black metal, their capes burning red. One of them was dressed in a dark purple cloak, with a long staff in his hand. The others were armed with dual machetes.