Demon Slayer X Reader Novels & Stories

Tommy walked over to Iris and pulled her hand slowly toward the table. He then took out a knife and suddenly slashed her index finger. The movement was so fast that Iris herself didn't have time to wince in pain. "Only the blood of Hunters can kill demons. And you are a Hunter, Iris. You are destined to possess that blood to exterminate demons." Eva said while collecting Iris's blood drop into a stainless steel container. Iris winced in pain as Tommy deliberately pressed hard against the incision on her index finger to force the blood to stop flowing out. Then he wrapped the incision with a cloth and gave her a lemon.

The man put a protective arm around her waist and stood taller, maintaining complete eye contact. He barely registered his beta William shouting at him in his mind, no turning back now. “I, Jackson Hill, challenge you, Sam Silver, alpha of both Silvery Blood and SilverFang to a fight for title! Do you accept?!” The man only smirked, glancing down slightly at the woman who chuckled softly before speaking. “I, Alpha Samantha Silver, alpha of SilverFang and of Silvery Blood. Accept your challenge.” And then her eyes turned cold and hard as she flashed her teeth. “But you can call me Demon.”

He lets out a guttural roar, his claws scraping against the tabletop as he slams his fists down. The other demons fall silent, their attention focused on the spectacle unfolding before them. Hazel's heart races as she watches the scene unfold, her mind reeling with the realization that she has been thrust into a world where violence and chaos reign supreme. Damon's gaze never leaves Hazel's face as the demon's outburst echoes through the hall. With a wave of his hand, the creature falls silent, its eyes still blazing with a feral intensity. "All hail Lord Xorax, my most trusted general," Damon announces, his voice booming through the chamber. "He has brought word of a potential threat to our

Since l came to this demon world they have not given me anything good to eat, my master doesn't even give me food sometimes. Ethane's POV As l came closer to her l began to use my vampire powers to read her mind. I was right she isn't even up to 18 yet. This demon is really heartless, he doesn't even have a soul. I watched as he gave me a leash which l was meant to attach to her collar and take her home with me. I saw pain and misery in her eyes. By the way her master covered her up with the bunny dress. I'm very sure she has a lot of bruises on her body. She looks unfed.

He killed his father and went to live with the druids in the alps. Through thousands of years of life, he still hadn’t let go of his resentment for how he was treated as a child, which sometimes led him to express his anger in violent creative ways. This as well is all the more problematic because Sleamann was about the strongest creatures around. Unlike others, he was not just a wolf, warrior, war-lord or whatever. He was a vampire and a vampire-werewolf hybrid, which made him the first damphyr. As a result, he could take on whole packs of normal vampires or werewolves with terrifying ease, while normal people barely registered as more than food to him. He was a thinker and he thought about

He narrowed his eyes, pursing his lips in anger. "You sure you want to do that. When a vampire wins they feed on the loser. Are you okay with that?" Xander sounded so arrogant right now. "Seeing as you won't win, yes. That's fine with me." I nodded. "I can't wait to taste shadow weaver blood." He smirked evilly before running out of the building with his speed. "What an as/shole." Liam shook his head disappointedly. "You really gonna fight him?" "Yeah, I owe him." I told him.

Xavier flew off and landed on the ground, we fell on our back . Before we could get up Demon was on us . He had changed back to his human. He grabbed me by my neck and lifted me in the air . Xavier growled when he saw a sword in Demon's hand that he did not have before. He smiled at me sinisterly. I struggled in his hold as he ran the tip of his bled just below my ear.

Fail on purpose. He entered the combat ring, his eyes scanning the crowd, and he froze. Standing among the nobles, dressed in black, a man Lysan hoped he would never see again. Roman Da'Luka. The young version of the Demon king Lysan had killed in his previous life, looking extremely young and charming, with pale grey eyes. And he was looking directly at Lysan.

My gaze moved to the splattered blood of Annalise which started forming into silhouettes. The woman smirked, as those silhouettes attacked me all at once.I grunt in discomfort, using my shadows to fight them but they are stronger than me. How is this possible? "Finally this bitch is useful for me" The woman laughed. More silhouette started forming from Annalise's blood and it was getting out of hand to keep up with the defense. So I instead focused on the woman. I stared into the woman's eyes and snapped my fingers, using one of the strongest strength of the demon.

His eyes had a fleeting emotion I could not read that quickly disappeared. Xander pressed his me closer to the shelves and leaned towards my ears to whisper. "I was curious where my little wifey disappeared to but who would have thought she was busy reading a historical dark novel about how a girl was fucked every night by a demon she summoned from hell." My eyes popped out when I heard about the contents of the book. Why the hell did Bertha recommend such a book to me? That girl set me up! "I heard the demon once tied her to the bed blindfolded and used a dagger to make her cum multiple times." Xander just had to add, but was that even possible?