Demon Slayers Novels & Stories

The door closed. Angry? Did I do anything wrong? Suddenly, I felt something in my right hand. I looked down. There was a dagger in my hand. Symbols began carving on the silver blade. And somehow, somewhere, I knew what they meant. “Marfóir Deamhan,” I whispered. The meaning came to me like a memory that was never mine. My voice cracked, as I translated the words. “Demon Slayer.”

Or perhaps they chose not to. At night, alone in Elinor’s room, Lyria sat before the mirror. “You are Elinor,” she whispered. “You are Elinor Avelaine of Valmere.” Little by little… she began to believe it. ⸻ One afternoon, while taking tea with relatives, one of them tilted her head and said: “They say the Demon King has already chosen.” Silence fell like a shadow. “Chosen what?” Lyria asked carefully. “His future consort.”

The many colours of angry swirling magic thrashing against the jars that have them contained until they are needed. One of my servants comes in. She is a submissive demon, I have a few that work in my household. “Are you ready to get out mistress?” She asks with her head bowed at all times, her eyes flick to the hologram of Chemosh’s daughter before looking back to the floor.

Aki smiled sweetly but did not open her mouth. “Nod if you mean yes.” Aki nodded. “Very well then. We’ll let you in on the plan… Now, I’ve already told you about the rumors in the mines, about how a den of Nagas had made a blood pact with the hiyasha in exchange for more Adamantine.” “That’s what I’ve been meaning to ask you,” Aki cut in. “Do you know which group of Slayers made the deal with the fire demon? They could only be fire-wielding Slayers, right?”

Adrian jumped to the other roof as easy as walking and didn't notice us. There was too much going on in the street below that had his attention. "There she is." I heard Ren say. I finally managed to look down and noticed Dagon fighting for her life. Dagon, Acteus, Megera, Benjamin and Samael were all fighting in a small alleyway. Demons were stuck in-between the fight, trying to flee and trying to fight. I saw Samael slash at everybody around him whilst snarling loudly. In his hand, I saw Fay's knife.

"Demons are not real." Beyond frustrated, I sighed. "I didn't say demons. I said DAY-MONS. Pay attention because I really hate repeating myself. And anymore that's all I feel like I'm doing." He just raised an arm and waved me off as if I was fly. "Anyway, so this pact included a curse. The curse started out as the illness, but then it turned people into these soul hungry creatures. They go after people for the purpose of gaining more souls for their Mistress. Then at the next full moon the Daemon will be back to collect those souls and the Sorceress will be unstoppable."

“I’m glad to hear that. What information do you have for me?” “The leader of the Slayers is using wolves as their vessels. I also believe it was the leader or one of the vessels that burned down the hospital and committed all those crimes. I want to go find the Slayers and take care of the leader as soon as possible. But finding the Slayer hideout might be difficult if it’s hidden like this,” I explained. Theo thought about it for a moment. “Maybe not as hard as you think. What do you know about these vessels?” Theo asked, staring between the two of us.

I'll just fart or something instead. I turn the faucet of hot water on the bathtub and throw in some bubble bath solution. While I wait for the bath to fill up, I strip off my shirt, vest, and pants, not to mention my boots, and step into the shower. Turning the faucet unleashes a spray of cold water on me, but it quickly heats up. The water runs through my hair and down my face and goes the rest of the way down my body. My wings that are wrapped around my torso relax and expand to their magnificent size. Being half angel and half demon automatically gives you wings too. But the wings aren't anything like the two. Angels have beautiful bird-like wings, like eagles and ospreys and hawks, whe

She was prepared to jump into the fire whenever Lilith wanted her to. Alexander used his extraordinary power, which he alone possessed. The demons holding him instantly charred into tar while Alexander's entire body erupted in flames. Jordina sped up while brandishing the knife. She had never engaged in combat with Satan, so she did not want to be late to use her move.

Not that this is my first time but this people are different. It's the pack of the demon alpha. I wouldn't believe I would be here even in an hundred years to come. Some nice looking maids came to put the serving dishes on the table. Those dishes are quite expensive. Looking at the one they placed on the demon alpha's path, I'm so sure it's not steel but his dishware and goblet were shimmering like diamond. I wondered what they are made of.