Demon Slayer Yahaba Novels & Stories

I fight it away, but it continues to come back, stronger each time. "I can see something,” I mumble. "Tell me about it," he encourages. The vision builds, until I can see a familiar head of white hair. My heart rate accelerates, almost as if I can feel the strength of the mate bond, far superior to whatever is between Keo and I. "I can see...Kastriv." "You're meant to be seeing other Demon's." I can hear the irritation in Keo’s voice that I’m going against his training. I don’t care though, I want to see why this image has imprinted itself in my mind.

It was tiring, so tiring to be scared and hopeless all the time. How did she find her? For all she knew, Klaus's guards were stationed outside the room! Shit! The woman threw her head back, a mocking laughter escaped her lips. "You do not have to look so shocked, darling. I am a demon, remember? I can appear invisible, and make myself visible to both humans and demons whenever and however I please. Cheer up, you haven't seen a ghost…yet." As Arabella's eyes dropped to the woman's hands, she found a knife in her right, and a bag in her left. Her throat ran dry. Bile rose up from her stomach to her throat, before her eyes widened as she glared at her.

I tried to find her, to return the jacket, but I had no luck. I was at the restaurant, just starting my shift when our monthly trouble walked in. They always feel me up like I'm a piece of meat and then trash the place. I back myself in the corner as tears roll down my cheeks. I close my eyes as the five of them close in on me. I hear grunts and open my eyes to the Dhampir, fighting off the perverts.

Faye stammered trying to search for the right words to say. “Cat cut your tongue?!.” Alora asked. Zemia smirked and pulled her close when he saw Faye's eyes darkened. “You have an Alpha aura! What are you, a Lycan ?!.” Zemias's brother said. “I am Alora and for what I am I would rather keep that to myself!.” Alora replied and leaned on Zemia. “Well, I am Loki!.” He said. “Nice to meet you!.” Alora replied.

Just when I thought I was winning, Xavier pushed me back harder till I landed on the ground heating my head. Nyx winced in pain blood sizzling down. *You think you are strong huh?” His voice was loud in my head. I growled as his claws scratched my fur. Nyx snared in pain trying to fight back but his grip was tight. “You are no Enigma… Once an Omega always an Omega, don’t you ever forget that.” His canines sunk into my throat, Nyx howling in pain as everything started fading. "Sage..." I whispered as though I could feel him but couldn’t tell.

I couldn’t do anything because it was the truth. The Pazuzu unfurled its wings then, blotting out the red moonlight filtering through the cracks. Its claws reached for my daughter, jaws open in a screech that rattled the stone. “Kill her,” Bahar ordered, her voice low, delighted. The demonic pazuz lunged. Manolya’s scream split the air, but even as Pazuzu’s claws closed in, her hand dove into her pocket. She flung the nightshade sphere with all her strength.

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

Yahya materialized in front of them. Yahya was the lady who healed Moria in the dungeon. She was a priest and a dryad in origin. Using her attribute that belongs to the natural category her specialty lies in purification and healing at the same time. Lalia nodded at her, and they turned their gaze to their contracted master. Waiting for the orders they shall receive. “The second Milieus Executive is surely a Black mahò user so Yahya will be an effective opponent with her, in terms of strength we can manage for sure, no need to worry Johann,” Lalia confidently stated.

I saw the Lycan drape a cloak around her shoulders before she went upstairs. And I was fucking grateful. I tore through two more of Yahir’s warriors, forcing my way toward him. He was fighting Sibad—the master of ceremonies—trying to push past him to escape. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going?!” I snarled, yanking Yahir back by the collar and slamming my fist into his face. Blood splattered across the floor. “The… the Demon… the wolf Demon!” Sibad stammered as he dropped to his knees.