Novel & Cerita Demon Slayer Sun Breathing

"You've pulled enough to clear her main artery! Let the moonrise herbalists flush the rest with water!" "It's not enough!" I rasp, my voice sounding like broken glass. I lean down again, pressing my mouth to Sloane's wrist, pulling one last heavy, desperate draft of the dark blood from her core. The heat in my chest explodes into a blinding white pain. My lungs lock up completely. I spit the second mouthful into the fire, tumbling backward onto the floor, my hands clutching my own chest as I gasp for oxygen that won't enter. "Roan!" Del yells, leaning over me.

Red-gold spreading outward from the center like blood moving through a body coming back to life. Luna felt the demon blood *surge.* Not violently. *Joyfully.* Recognized. *Summoned.* The air above the Scorchmark shimmered. A heat distortion. Like sunlight on summer roads. And through it— *Pressure.* Something enormous pressing against the boundary between realms. Not breaking through. *Asking.* Luna closed her eyes. Reached with the demon blood. Felt her father on the other side. His presence enormous. *Careful.* Deliberate.

Hundun finally came out of the forest, although his Demon form and powers were concealed, his dressing style didn't change a bit. "Since Demon Lord breath scent led me here, I should be able to track it if I concentrate". He shut his eyes as he focused on what he was doing. Light force formed, that made him cough out blood because he was using his energy to force the scent out. His demonic powers are not yet strong and stable, not until their Demon Lord breaks the curse spell cast against them. [Cough, Coughing]. I shouldn't be taken down because of this, everyone is counting on me.

My frown deepens, lips caught between my teeth. What was that? It felt like a breeze, like the lightest exhale against my skin, urging me, coaxing me to turn. My pulse stutters. I close my eyes, inhaling deeply, then exhaling through clenched teeth. You are in a supernatural settlement, Selene. It’s not uncommon for strange things to brush against you here. Just take a breath. Just breathe.

I pulled on the robe and straightened the cuffs. "Let's go. We have visitors." Beyond the barrier of the Underworld, violent explosions thundered. Apollo and a legion of Sun Guards were launching a frenzied assault on the Abyss defenses. Raging solar fire scorched through the outer darkness, burning voids of emptiness into it. Hades and I stood side by side atop the barrier wall, looking down at Apollo below, raging like a rabid dog. "Selene! Get out here!" Apollo's eyes were bloodshot, and the edge of his solar blade was chipped and bent from the assault.

I tilt her head back and lay my cheek closer to her nostrils. No breath. No air. My little mate is not fucking breathing. By the rood, I will spank her so good when she survives. She has no idea the line she has crossed. Pinching her nose, I seal my lips with hers, breathing into her throat. I strike her shoulder before locking my palms on her chest, pushing hard and fast. My heart pounds in my head as I bite my cheek, increasing the muscle velocity in my hands. Locking lips, I breathe into her, longer than before. I repeat the process for minutes, begging the Goddess to revive her.

And also inform all the newly shifted females and unmated ones to be mentally prepared. Because the Demon is s eventually searching for his mate and that he suspects that she's in our pack. I don't want anything to go wrong as we can't afford to offend him, he told her. Rest assured darling, I make sure everything is in place and also in order. The Alpha cuts the mindlink and go back to his work as the Luna goes round the pack house to supervise and inspect everything that's going on. Adelaide slumps down tiredly after finishing with her chores. She's feels sore all over her body after working 10 hours.

The voice yells out. “I know,” I answer as I glare into the eyes of the demon. “It’s an Orramoth. Fucking body leeches.” The Orramoth stretches its body and immediately turns its attention to me. I watch in horror as it opens its mouth and glides across the room. The demon's empty eyes shift red and make a clucking sound. My throat becomes dry. I can barely breathe as it sucks the oxygen from my parted lips. The closer it comes, I claw at my neck for help and plea to my inner voice for help, "Help me! Please, I can't breathe!"

he growled back, his large hand anchoring firmly over the heavy obsidian-and-violet collar at my throat, his thumb pressing against my pulse point to feed me every ounce of his remaining strength. I extended my right hand directly toward the blinding white core. I didn't reach for the shadows this time; instead, I opened the star-silver bracer completely, letting the ancient, royal Eclipse energy within my blood connect directly with the raw, volatile current of the True-Sun. The impact was a cataclysmic shock to my senses. A sharp, agonizing spasm ripped up my forearm as the artificial sunlight flooded through my veins, threatening to incinerate my human marrow. I screamed, the sound carryi

I breathe, not a command — a plea. The power flows out of me in a slow burn, tasting of copper and lilies, bright and sorrowful all at once. My vision wavers. The room thins. Mara curses under her breath. Rowan’s boots shift as if he’s bracing for a fall. Hope sighs, soft and unknowing, and the fragile sweetness of the sound anchors me back into myself. Then the air shifts. Damon inhales — deeper this time, the strain easing just enough for my own breath to loosen. His chest rises and falls with a steadiness that wasn’t there before. Relief floods me so abruptly my eyes sting.