Demon Slayer Yae Novels & Stories

She was draining the bodies of supernatural creatures. " I decided to kill you all. I would channel the moon goddess' power through a spell using your past life's lifeforce. She was a direct descendant of the moon goddess. I would use her energy to wipe the whole city out. " Aya says. I see her chanting in Latin in the cave, calling on the power of the moon. Silver mystical energy swirled around her. I see the temple past the life Elena is living in. She is walking with the man with black hair. I still couldn't see his face. I saw her drop to her knees, holding her heart. Light was glowing from her. She was about to explode.

Accepting the Demon Within Sebastian ripped through the demons, slaying one after the other. One tried to run but he caught him by the throat, beheading him with a snarl of satisfaction. His inner demon relished the freedom. For the first time in his life Sebastian felt complete. Another demon nearly reached Victoria. Sebastian leaped for him, picking him clean off the floor, and tossing him out the window with a bellow. Nothing could stop Sebastian the Vanquisher from protecting his female.

He laughed cutting the link. He sat down at the table. While they all ate dinner, they had pleasant conversations. Arya was laughing and talking to most people like she had known them her entire life. She was wonderful. Her laugh was contagious. He couldn’t help but to Laugh when she did. How she had opened up in just a short time left Josh in awe. He couldn’t help but to stare at his mate. Her beautiful white hair cascading down the side of her face and back bouncing up and down every time she laughed. Her bright blue eyes sparkling with happiness. Her skin, that was pale white just days ago, was now becoming more ivory. Almost glowing, now. He had no doubt in his mind the mate bond was hel

She snatched her neck back from the demon’s grasp and screamed at the top of her voice. It felt like a heavy vehicle’s tire had just crushed her elbow. Her entire body shivered violently. She cried out in pain once more, when she felt her hair being yanked from behind. “We would tear you up and ravish you bit by bit, until you become unrecognizable.” “You would know better than to aim for the stars next time. You might have fooled the master’s son, but we see you for the weakling that you are. Next time, you would stay well within your boundaries.”

How could he be dead? He took her hand and pressed it against his chest. "This is the spot right here. Can you remember it? You should wait till I'm asleep. I'll be totally defenseless then." "Stop it." She jerked her hand away. "Why?" He leaned close. "Don't you want to kill the blood-sucking demon from hell?" "Stop it! I could never hurt you." "Oh, but you have, Aya." Her breath hitched. She turned away as hot tears gathered in her eyes. The elevator doors opened.

“Shadowland has creatures in it. Both human like and black, gooey zombies.” Rain, my Knight and a powerful demon in her own right, gave me an unimpressed look as she adjusted a pin in my hair. She was a bit of a perfectionist and couldn’t stand when things were out of place. If she were human, I’d say she had severe OCD. I guess I could still say it even though she was a demon.

Just feeling her arms wrap around me soothes all my concerns, until I pull back and see Keo again. "I'm alright. Keo said he knew you..." Kaia says, motioning behind her. My eyes narrow. "Did he now." Keo grins, remaining strangely quiet. He obviously is enjoying have my friend wrapped around his finger, leaving her yearning for him with just his beautiful face and tempting words. "He's not all that bad." She turns around, gesturing for him to join the conversation. Kaia doesn't know who Keo is, evidently. She knows he's an attractive man who talked her into letting him into her apartment, but I doubt she is aware that he is a Demon like me, except far more powerful.

Waking up in the middle of the night, I hear a noise from the corner and when I see her fangs protrude from her mouth, I know that it is none other than “The Soul Eater” herself. I bolt up in bed with wide eyes and struggle to free myself from the covers, that have wrapped themselves around my ankles so tightly that I can’t get out of them. When she stands up from her crouching position, I note that she is not in her human form this time, but rather in a demon form or something akin to it. Her “True” form, I am pretty sure.

But she didn’t speak or look at me. Then she pulled away. Her eyes—no longer a child’s eyes burned black with rage and red with grief. She seized her hellblade, lifting it high. Bahar writhed on the ground, coughing, blind from the poison. Manolya’s scream ripped through the cavern as she threw herself upon her. Blade down. Once. Twice. Again. “For Ayla! For Ipek! For Pelin! For Aziz!” Each thrust sank deep, splattering blood across her arms, her face. Her sobs rose with every strike.

Cubbi murmured quietly with a smile. “Do you have a demon name?” I whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and tracing my finger along one of her gills, making her shiver. “Yes. It’s Zarya. It was given to me by a woman in a cell when I was young.” She said softly. “Did she tell you why she picked the name for you?” I inquired. “She said it was to honor my mother who was a siren. It’s the name of a water priestess. She said my sister lived with her for a while.”