Demonic Samurai Novels & Stories

In a wolf form, I swiftly rushed towards my enemies also rushing to meet my pace under the moonlight, but they are no match for the flames I unleashed, revealing their sheer numbers to me, but none of them can match my level of power. Some believe it's a gift from the devil and thanks to the devil that they're talking about. What matters now is, I'm strong. And yes, I crave for power, I want more. Even though I already possess the strongest one, I yearn to be even stronger. That's why I always confront any number of enemies in battle. People call me demon, I fully embrace that role too. So what? From afar, they are like swarming ants but I inflicted widespread damage as well. It appears that

his skull smashed with my sword's blade, penetrated through the vicesra and the cranial vault got opened. Nate was shocked that he had been defeated with my sword. There was nothing left to say when his body dropped on the floor and stained it with a pool of blood. I noticed that his blood was same as mine, red in colour, so what was the difference? Why were so opposite and enemies for each other? Whatever, another demon was taken down.

I stared at him while waiting for an answer. “It’s a Demon’s symbol.” My eyes furrowed at what he said. I stared at his eyes but he seems serious! But what? Demon’s symbol? I don’t understand. “D-Demon?” I stammered. He nodded and looked away. He’s now back on staring at the glass wall. I shook my head in disagreement. “Are you kidding me? There’s no such thing about Demons! I am finding the murderer and-“ “It’s always been the Demon’s fault, Majesty. They are just using the people to do bad things but it’s always been their idea to hurt and kill someone.” He said while staring at the glass wall. I am even more confuse now.

Achilles nodded to Helga encouraging her to explain. “Well, with the help of our Queen and Prince Achilles, we learnt that, Dhampirs that happen to have familiars often have differing abilities, for example, the ability to partially shift and they are able to access abilities that are normally exclusive to their familiars,” Helga explained. Seraphina nodded slowly in understanding.

she pleaded and cough out pretending to be ill Samael’s eyes pop out in shock at her request, he look horror-stricken as her voice finds its way into his ears, he can’t believe she would dare to ask him such request like he’s some lowly demon or an animal spirit “I am the lord of all demons, beasts and all creatures of the….” He was saying then stopped and sigh out loud in frustration, the marriage with this human seems more arduous than he assume it to be “What do you human drink to heal up?” he asked “What will you drink?” she asked teasingly “Blood energy from beasts will…” Samael stops again realizing what he’s saying, he just almost spill it out to the human female Shaina look puzzled a

He almost looked like a smiling devil. After seeing that, his allies shivered, and at the same time, found their own motivation. Samuel also jumped off the dragon, activated his fire attribute, and summoned his fire sword before lunging at him. KLANG! The two swords clashed with each other. Their eyes were looking at each other with disgust. But then, another gigantic sword thrust toward his head from above. Swiftly, he kicked Samuel’s leg and rotated the trajectory of his sword above his head. KLANG!

One of the visiting packs! ‘Alpha Sam Silver of SilverFang.’ Could the demon... be real???

He pretended to be confused and asked, "Who are you all?" While saying that, Darryl could not help but measure Samara up. Her armor was clearly different from the barbarians. It was not a long saber hanging by her side but the Daim Dynasty's standard longsword. While noticing that, Darryl realized that Samara might not be a barbarian but a Daimer. He was instantly curious. This woman was clearly a Daimer, but why was she with the barbarians? While confused, Darryl was a little secretly relieved. No matter what, this woman's facial features and figure were amazing. Especially when she was in the armor, she looked majestic and heroic.