Doma Demon Slayer Fanart Novels & Stories

“Then the camera exposes them first. Nobody gets out clean.” The blade glinted under the bulb. Bella’s stomach twisted, but her thighs clenched. The danger of it—the wrongness—made her breath quicken. Jason leaned forward, grinning. “Alright. Let’s bleed for it.” Dom didn’t hesitate. He dragged the knife across his palm, blood welling up thick and red. He licked it once, slow, then smeared it across his lips like war paint. His eyes locked on Bella’s. “Seal it,” he growled, grabbing her chin.

“Thank you for your acknowledgement of my suffering, your majesty.” “Hmm…I’m shocked they were all able to work together to keep you a secret from me…and I apologise for that. However, you are a demon and in that…to preside in the Terran Realm will need my permission…of which I give. The only thing left to do is to call upon the Angels to discuss your husband’s plight.” “I am truly thankful to you, your Majesty.” Kat curtsied low. The Demon King raised a hand and without any warning a beam of pure white light shot out of his palm and up to the roof, through it without damage and up into the sky exploding out across the horizon and leaping into a thousand different points of light that raced

She laughed, looking at Faye who was still uneasy. “What about this one?” Selene looked at the painting that Faye pointed at. It was a painting of a place, a grand piano at one side, a wall of shelves on the other, and a humongous tree at the center that was painted looking like it’s glimmering. At the top center was a name, “DOMUS MALUM” written in an elegant font. Her signature was at the down left corner of the painting. Selene shrugged. “It just came into my imagination,” she said and chuckled.

He affirmed. I groaned inwardly. "Deal." I said begrudgingly. Skylar, you owe me big time. ****************** "Have I ever told you how much I love you?" Skylar chirped. I rolled my eyes at her and stepped out from behind the screen, smoothing down my dress. Skylar's eyes bulged, "Oh my God Ver! You look hot." "It's a nice dress." I admitted finally. It was a nice dress. It was white and elegant, the bodice had delicate embroidery. It came to fit snugly around my waist and then it spread out gracefully into a skirt.

the assistant announced from the other side of the door. “Let her in,” the Demon King said, still looking outside. He refuses to seem like he is anticipating this night. He needs to make sure that he shows who the most powerful in this palace is. Soon the double doors creaked open. In came the assistant followed by the Lamia guides. The woman that came in the previous year was following a woman wearing a white dress. Her head and face was covered in a thick veil. “May we present to you, this year’s sacrifice.” The black-haired lamia announced and bowed. The other lamias and Jessica bowed as well. Amanda refused to do so. The assistant cleared his throat but Amanda did not flinch one bit. The

Heavenly art : icicle storm Several icicles begin to form around her with the weather changing drastically, demons attempt to attack her but are soon stopped by the launching of the icicles surrounding Diane, the icicles move at supersonic speed and cut down several of the demons surrounding her with ease, more demons seeing this attempt to burn her alive, creating a huge inferno to surround her DEMON WARRIOR #1 : Burn you human scum, burn!!!!! DEMON WARRIOR #2 : Ha-ha ( with a sick laugh) Diane is not happy with the turn of events and is worried with the intensity and movement of the flames, she looks around and sees no way of escape from her current predicament DIANE : I am not happy!!!! (

Her bare back was towards him, showing off her jutting back blades. She was perfect in many ways; tall, slender, yet at the same time had the curves of a woman, from her peachy ass to her bouncing breasts. But that didn’t change the fact that she was still a zeta wolf who had committed terrible crimes. Damon looked away, frowning. He returned to his bedroom, shutting the door behind him. Mind linking Domenico, the head warrior and Shanaya, the head omega.

Smoke covered the entire place, and the fight below had stopped to save themselves from the explosion. Damona smirked and stopped in her tracks. She fluttered her eyes open with two distinct colors shined—silvery red on the left and golden purple on the right. Everything about her screamed death and ominous. It's her power as one of the chosen Goddess of the Demon Clan. She flapped her wings with full force and an enormous magic circle appeared, separating her and King Warrick from everyone.

“Come ou-“ before I could finish what was going to say his hands grip my hair and tilts my head so we’re face to face. Fuck. I reach my hands up as I simultaneously released a burst of power outwards. Demon powers are only at full strength in the underworld but up here it’s barely even a whisper. But the force that slammed into me and cancelled out my powers told me this Demon was on another level. He was one of the higher station hunters. “Now try not to struggle and let’s just go.” His voice was deep and low like if he was bored and I was an announce. I stay silent, shaking with rage.

Her room is across them so he can see what she is doing. "Daemon, what's wrong?" The woman asked. Daemon pulled away from her and his eyes didn't leave Naera's body. Even though the dress is out of fashion, it didn't feel like it was out of place. "There is nothing wrong, it's just that..." Daemon looked at the woman he was with. "I think I need to do a rain check... Dom!" "Yes!" Dom went inside the room with a smile on his face. Dom is equally handsome but nothing like Daemon. He is the kind of handsome that is full of charms unlike Daemon is angelic-like but with fierceness. Daemon traced the woman's jawline with his index finger.