Demon Slayer Waifu Novels & Stories

Like I was a piece of furniture he needed to walk around. The door opened. A girl stood in the frame. Silver gown. A luna crown set on her dark hair, gleaming under the hallway light. Lila Bellamy. An omega. When nobody in the pack would hire her, I gave her work. When other she-wolves made her cry, I stood between them and told them to stop. She took Adrian's arm and tilted her head at me with wide, sweet eyes. "Don't worry, Kaia." Her voice dripped honey. "I know I'm not as capable as you. But I'll take very good care of Adrian."

He was about speaking when we heard a loud voice boom through the tunnels, not from a person but from a speaker mounted in a drone. “Subject 0-9. Roxy of the Silver Willow.Your sanctuary is revoked. The Council has authorized your termination. Surrender now, and your companion will be spared.” I looked at Jax. He looked at me, his amber eyes wide with terrifying realization. “Roxy, who the hell are you?” jax whispered. Before I could answer the tunnel behind us exploded in a flash of white light and a voice filled with sickeningly familiar cruelty called from the shadows.

Then, just as quickly, they returned to normal. “That scene earlier? Oh my gosh, it was intense,” the woman gushed, her voice dripping with admiration. “He was so… I don’t know, like a knight. No, more than that—a prince,” she sighed, as though Hunter were plucked from her dreams. “I sound ridiculous, don’t I? But honestly, I just… I can’t help it.” Aleah’s thoughts burned: He’s a Demon Alpha, lady, and you clearly didn’t do your homework. But she kept those words in her head, not on her lips, forcing herself to smile again.

He paused momentarily, then added, "I would like to have pups. I know this is not an option for me, but I cannot help but hope that someday something will happen to change that prospect for me" Setting her cup down on the table, Gaia leaned forward and said, "Sir Demon, today is your lucky day. I have the power to grant your greatest wish and would like to do so as a reward for my grandson's life. Demon was shocked. "Ma'am, I am sorry. I did not mean to question you. But me? You want to do this for me?" "I do, Sir Demon. You will be put into the same deep sleep as the others. When you awaken, you will be a wolf/demon hybrid. However, you will not be able to serve Hades in the underworld ever

"I was only following orders—" Damon scoffed. “Oh please, you spawn the devil. Want to tell lies to get out of this? Or have you forgotten you have witnesses here? You are evil. You made a whole demon witch to worship the ground you walk on. There's no shifting blame here, you bitch.” He spat at her, the liquid landing square on her face. Sheila let out a shuddered cry. I wanted to rip her apart. All I wanted was family. How did it get so complicated?

It was the most animalistic sound I had ever heard in my entire fucking life. “Where is she now?” Ziyah demanded to know. The woman looked like she was maybe in her mid to late twenties. Her features did not look human or shifter, but I was not certain what she was though. The asshole’s head tilted until he could see her picture. His eyes watered when he looked back at my mate. I was fairly certain that he was two seconds away from losing his sanity if my mate had anything to say about it. “Slater. She’s Alpha Dion’s slave.”

His grip tightens, and I swallow thickly. "Of course." "If one of them so much as suspects our relationship is anything other than perfect, the agreement will be over, and I will expect you to enact your wifely duties,” he hisses. My stomach turns with disgust. "Yes, Oliver." Were I anyone other than me, I believe Oliver would be a doting, kind husband. I'm a Demon. Or at least, I have remnant's of Demon blood. And there is nothing more that Oliver despises more than Demon's.

she cautioned and Vada quickly bow her head in apology “Because of the war that took place twenty thousand years ago, Samael has been in suffering and pains trying to find a cure, now that he found cure in this human, I should support his decision” she explained “Do you think a human could replace me? I’m the demoness of Vision” Vada nodded her head in support of her words and together they turn to the hall to watch more before returning back to the forest.

Catarina Rosales Marquez surveyed her garden of fruit and vegetables in the windswept hills of Mindanao. The Aswang Queen of Domminga Mountains, Catarina ruled with an iron thumb, her sleek black hair like a whip, replete with eyes of black pearls that shone like a viper's.

“I don’t know, but I intend to find out. By the way, if Sidon Andago’s not your father, you can petition for the royal guardianship, and nobody could marry you off without the king’s approval.” “But?” “Should there be a ‘but’?” I mocked her. “You girls are so distrustful. Crazy!” Her answer was hissing and a small punch to my ribs. Hey, I’m a terrible demon, mind you! You ought to be afraid! “You’ve said it yourself—nothing’s ever unambiguous with demons.” How insolent! She remembered that I was a demon, but didn’t get the memo that she shouldn’t attack me. What is the world coming to?