Demon Slayer Template Novels & Stories

“Submit to me, and I’ll spare your father’s life. You and he will be free after a year.” I stared at him, my mind reeling. “Your pet?” He nodded, his smile turning wicked. “Yes, my pet. You’ll obey my every command, submit to my every whim. In exchange, I’ll spare your father and give you your freedom after the year is up.” I looked at Nathaniel, his eyes filled with fear and regret. He had been a terrible father, but he was still my father. Could I do this? Could I really submit to Carmine Moreno, the Demon Wolf, for a year?

“And let me guess. Now that a true demon has appeared in this realm, I’m the main course on his menu?” “Precisely,” Enyeto said. “Your body is brimming with pure zhil vae. To a vhal liri, you are a walking battery of the very power he needs to fully bridge the gap between worlds. He wants to skin your essence and wear it.” “And what’s in it for us?” Kael asked, his posh accent returning with a sharp, sarcastic edge. “Aside from the pleasure of not being turned into a celestial tracksuit?”

Miss Lan appeared in front of the demon and immediately slashed at him with her technique. "Damn it! Ghost Light!" Miss Lan, who had just slashed, suddenly couldn’t see the Demon, and she felt that her slash hadn’t hit anything. When everything returned to normal, sure enough, the Demon had vanished from her sight. BOOOOOMMMMM.. "I will definitely take my revenge; I, the Blood Demon, will never be afraid! Just wait, you filthy woman—my revenge is coming!"

" Iris paid the price and Felicity began pouring things in the cauldron. The old woman closed her once and chanted a spell. She began shaking and after few minutes she came back to her senses. "The only way to defeat the Southern demons is to combine the two souls. Those souls are your werewolf spirits. I assume you haven't consumed the mating process yet so you must complete it. The Blood Wolf values the mating process and both of you will become the strongest force we'll ever see. As for the ritual of the demons they wanted the blood of a true Blood Wolf royal. The mating process is the only way to replenish the powerful blood in your body. Those demons wanted to use the royal's blood to g

He smiled at her and stepped closer to her, pulling her head to him he held it against his stomach, stroking her hair. “Breathe, baby girl.” The ring of salt blazed suddenly with blue fire and the floor within the pentagram sigil seemed to fall and crumble away leaving a gaping hole to the fiery pits of the Demon Realm, a staircase leading down, leaving a narrow two foot ledge within the blue fire ring of protection. A steady, heart stopping beat of slow heavy footsteps sounded loud in the still quiet of the room as the warlocks stopped chanting and became like tranced zombies, staring unseeing at the circle.

he muttered, and crawled forward. A boy stared up through the emergency hatch—acne, braces, eyes like coins and waved. Scott waved back at him, and a girl beside him clutched a plush koala and didn’t blink. “kid’s it’s o.k. I am one of the good guys.” Scott climbed onto his knees as he pulled himself onto the top of the coach. He unsheathed his sword from the towel, unwinding it. Demonslayer slid into his hand with Familiar weight and balance. He twirled the claymore with his right hand.

Nathan then instantly flipped over the air and stands at Zitrey’s side. Slayer smirked from the unexpected hit he receives. He tardily holds his long blade katana while tapping it on his shoulder. The dull part was colored in black while the sharp one was in shiny silver, and in between, they were a dark purple in a zigzag pattern. The weapon was scary enough to make goosebumps, it seems possessed by the shadow of death. Slayer then uttered while staring intently to Nathan, “I will play with you lad. You seem fun.” he then looked at his remaining troupe, “There are still few people upstairs, so babies, kill the rest~”

They were part of who the inhabitants of the Qing Blessed Land call evil cultivators of the ‘Demonic Faction’. The members of the Demon Slaying Hall were people who had their souls reconstructed to achieve a battle prowess higher than their peers of the same level of cultivation. Those who had reconstructed souls in general had their emotions sealed off. It did not totally cut off their emotion, but depending on the depth of their cultivation, it caused the members to feel less intensity when it came to their negative feelings, thus allowing them to have calm minds when facing enemies stronger than them. It also allowed them to fully practice the Dao of Slaughter as they could easily grow st

“You’re going to let that usurping little bastard have power over us? It’s time the Milans united and signed Cinatas’s death warrant. None of us wanted Pathos’s bastard son to rule in the first place. Have you even contacted the rest of the order to see if they support Cinatas’s pompous ass?” Samir paused, doubt replacing the fire in his eyes. “We both will take action against Cinatas. But first, I will have what Valdez contracted to me.” He snapped his fingers and a studious, blue-tinged demon with glasses appeared. His scrawny limbs literally shook with fear. In Heldon’s realm, Blue Demons were the lowest of the lot, even beneath the odorous Frankensteinian Black Demons, who attached the h

They wanted to protect those without abilities from those with abilities who wish them harm. That was when the Moonshadow organization came to be. A secret organization sought to claim world peace and protect the world from all things evil. The Moonshadow knows all and sees all; to be a member, you have to continuously be good. You won’t find them; they will find you. Once they find you and make you an offer, you can choose to deny their request or join them. Then there is the third organization, the Slayers. The Slayers are made up of vampires; they feed off those with abilities to strengthen their own powers. They are a danger to both Moonshadow and Killers.