Demon Swords Novels & Stories

The only allie I could see still standing was my father, surrounded by enemies, fighting " Sebastian move !" " Yes ma'am ! " These bastards dare attack my home and my family. Not a single soul will leave this place alive " I'm going to aid my father, find Nayeli and Carmen " She commanded before taking out both her swords and jumped off the still running horse then went to aid her father into battle The way Celea and the Duke fought together was just terrifying to the enemies, they looked like beasts, almost demons. Their black eyes that had no soul in them, their dark red hair that had the same color as the blood on their white cold faces, the swords that were moving like it was an extensio

Such an ungentlemanly fellow ! "what are you?" she asked the lingering question in her head. "You don't look human" "I'm not" "Then what are you?" she pressed. He gave her one of his smirks as he smacked his fangs, "what do you think?" Arianna thought for a while, "A demon?" Damian laughed, "how would you know? Ever encountered one before?" Arianna shook her head, she hasn't but it felt like he was, "then what are you?"

He pressed on the left hilt of the dagger, where a diamond piece reshaped the dagger into a long shinny sword. The sword didn't just shine, it glowed, one cut from the sword could be enough to kill a low tier demon, even a little slice. He could hear and feel their fear and repulsion towards him. “Filthy Wolf, he dares to hold the goddesses sword against us when he is also one of us.” The deep, sultry voice spoke from the shadows, this didn't bother Darkness however, all he wanted was his human, and he would leave. The time for war hadn't arrived yet.

Deep down it was a weird silence beyond the border and her own adrenaline could tell something was not right. A pair of black smoke appeared infront of Iris' eyes. They were men with dark red skin and two, long horns growing out of their forehead and wore long robes commonly used in cults. She can smell the sulfur out of them, these men are demons. Her hatred for them is still there in her heart and all she wanted was to kill them. Pointing the gun to their way ready to shoot if one of them makes a move on her. "Greetings, human. My name is Passadio and this is Futurio we have come to see the little human our master will meet soon." The twin demons have short hair and she can tell the differ

I was barely able to react, and I don’t know what that other one can do. The demon tears his coat, revealing a huge broadsword with a jagged blade. I take my classic stance, at the same time, casting a protective spell on my body. “By Fos, I’m going to ache after this.” The demon rushes at me again, sword in hand. As our swords clash, I immediately cast a reflection spell. Isa kenaz hagalaz” The force from the clash rebounds and the demon is stunned. As I dash forward, I run my hand across the blade and whisper “Thurisaz” The blade crackled to life with electricity, and I simultaneously slash the demon across the chest and release the lightning. He drops dead and I start walking towards the

1000 years ago "òktus họ̀lliüm bolîûm stranga" "Grâstōna galián" "Isùlã gàronà drâmōn yéturâ" "The reign of the demon hybrid shall come when the supernatural realm shall be redeemed under the leadership of the Demon Hybrid"

“No-no, he’s just emotionally constipated! It’s consensual—” Faust moved. One breath and he was gone from the torchlight. The machete flashed, slicing straight for Paimon’s side. The Demon King blocked it with a clawed hand, metal shrieking against otherworldly bone. Sparks flew. The forest howled. Paimon growled. “You dare—” Faust pivoted, sweeping his leg low. Paimon leapt back. The machete followed. It didn’t glow—it hummed like it was alive.