Demonslayer Wattpad Novels & Stories

We will send the demons back to where they belong, but first we will make them live in the torture we create for them. *** This is the end 😭 but there is more in Book 2, My Devil's side, which is seven years in the future and is the last and final book to this story. I will load it in this book as the next chapter so it all together. Thank you for taking this journey with my characters and I hope you enjoyed. I love all the comments and gems. I truly appreciate the support. I hope to see you in my next book 😚

Her martial skills sharper than ever from practices and sparring shows she had never truly left her roots, this character that the Emperor loves most and encouraged wholeheartedly, sharpened her instincts even more. But even she was somewhat frightened and worried of a sign of a bad omen especially during times like these. Her older stepsons just returned home to help out with the situation, but the entire situation is dire, things around them seem so dark. Now, she can’t help but worry for the welfare of her whole family. Especially when her sisters told her of her step children’s strange cases, she felt worried for all of them who worked day and night to right the wrong and to bring justic

We keep on walking far away from any human life and enter the forest, name after a demon warrior who slayed thousands of human army’s during the many wars between both realms. Deamartos. Not many know about this place. And if you do come upon it, there isn’t any chance you’ll be leaving. If you are a human that is. The deeper we go in, the colder it gets and the mist is so thick water droplets drip down my face and neck. Chyne gets closer to me and the fog starts to creep in more and more. She starts to hug herself and look around. “What is this place?” It’s barely a whisper and if I didn’t have super-hearing I wouldn’t have heard it. I place my arm around her shoulder again and despite her

*cough* *cough* Layla couldn’t stop coughing blood. Her will was strong and yet her body needed recuperation. She’s almost at her limit, if not for Darius giving her a recovery potion, she must have already kicked the bucket. The thing was, even if she’s still alive, her body remained so weak after getting amputated. The scars that were left by whips and sticks weren’t fading at all, making Layla look nothing less than how she did when she was first sent as the ‘offering’ to the demon of the west.

' And now that the price is already high they kept quiet and stayed in confusion while watching the fight. Murea: 260,000 Rugh. Bad Guy: 280,000 Rugh. That Guy: 285,000 Rugh. Slowly and slowly the price kept on climbing and Murea dropped out. The price of the book is now, 360,000 Rugh. This is not a joke. They are really killing the atmosphere here fighting for the book. The fight is now between the two demons. Listening to the whispers of the other demons there I learn that Bad Guy was actually called Hage Raker. And That Guy is actually called. Veca Abdon. This fight is really intense. Just how much cash do these guys have- Cash? It couldn't be! Have I been played by Her yet again?

" The day was a week after the God War, wanting to see her once more, I mind-melded with an Elfin Girl. I journey for days and as soon as I lay eyes before this huge bulk of amour that moved with precision and determination. I knew it was her. My beloved little flower, Misaki, now wrapped in armour with the goal of cleaning up the mess from the God War and making the world into a balanced place. " Don't ask me to follow where you lead Humming A young man walked through the forest with an axe sharp as a knife I'll take the green-eyed fairy and she shall be my wife with her I'll raise my children with her I'll live my life The maiden wept when she heard him when he said he'd set her free He to

Moonlight slanted through the jagged crack in the cavern’s stone roof, illuminating the cratered floor in ghostly silver. Nyra’s breaths came fast and shallow as she stepped across puddles of stagnant water, her boots echoing against the cavern walls. Each footfall carried the weight of her terror and determination, she would do anything to save Caelum and their unborn child, even if it meant bargaining with a demon.

Alpha Jones rushed after the Mage. The Mage grabbed a big book as he got back into his compartment. He opened it hurriedly. "You want to read?" Alpha Jones wondered. "We have a sleeping demon that will go on us full force whenever he wakes up, according to you, and you come here to grab a book?" he shook his head. "Our demon slayer is not around so we need to find a way to escape this problem. We can only find that in this book" the Mage replied with his full attention on the book.

"Anything about the bodies. The draining. The empty wolves." "That's very specific." "The killer is specific." She pulled a book from the shelf and opened it and the pages were yellow and the ink was faded and the binding was cracked. She held it up to the candlelight and squinted at the words. "Blood rites," she read. "The art of draining life force for power." "That sounds promising." "It sounds terrifying." She sat on the floor and crossed her legs and Ember curled in her lap. I sat across from her and watched her read. Her brow furrowed and her lips moved silently and her fingers traced the lines of text.

“There is a ball being hosted this evening and The Daemonium requests you to begin preparations. He will present you to the society this evening.” I look up to see a shimmering silver wraith. Stuffing the papers into my dress pockets, I close and haul some of the books before scurrying up and racing out of the library with the wraith in tow. ___________________________ The Daemonium POV “So it is with great honour that I introduce our newest member, Miss Kimberlee Mylean Ashyver.”