Doma Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

Dominic doesn’t think as he runs toward where Seraphina is fighting a Vampire and Werewolf tag team. Seraphina knocks out the Vampire and turns just in time to scream as she sees a Demon step in front of Dominic’s path and slide something into his chest. She feels the stabbing pain as if it were her own, as the Demon had just missed Dominic’s heart. She screams again as she watches along with feels as the Demon removes what she can only make to be a dagger from Dominic’s chest, and as Dominic tries to move forward the Demon moves quickly stepping behind him and slicing the dagger across his throat before letting him go and allowing him to slide in what seemed to be slow motion to the ground.

I asked, slowly bending down to better cradle her to my chest as the battle began to end around me and the enemy began to flee. Damien was a force to be reckoned with as he sliced through the demons like it was sport for him, he was completely focused and the demona began to steer clear of him as he moved. Those many days spent being beaten up, broken and bruised up and sometimes mangled were paying off spectacularly. “This is a realm that exists between realms, a place where only those with either the divine or a cursed blood can walk,” he explained, his voice told me that there was more to it and I urged him to continue.

He pointed his long claws at her neck as she aimed the wood at his head. The two of them stood there, completely still, staring at each other with deadly intent. The staring competition ended when the yellow-eyed, black-haired figure slowly dropped his claw. Esteria sighed in relief; she had thought she would have to fight him. Although she was impressed by her swift reflexes, which she guessed were a result of the demon blood now flowing through her, she was still wary of fighting a demon. "Are you Lord El's new mistress?" he asked, his voice hoarse and deep but nowhere near as commanding as El-Kharis's own.

But she was on fire that she regretted sitting up. “So what is the proposal?” she asks. “We get into an agreement, that I fulfill my desires with you. Of course to agree to what I will suggest. And if you don’t we can go our separate ways. What are not some sex buddies, this is an exclusive agreement. And whatever we agree on, you don’t get to hold me off on.” Damon tells her. “Of course, there will always be that exception on that there’s a safe word, and that’s how I stop, not by screams or cries,” he adds.

] Ariven asks through the link worry etched into his words. [I’m fine. Just had to protect myself and our pup from an onslaught of Soulless. Dom is ripping into them now.] I answer, the barrier falling as I watch Dominic shift into wolf, his ice like fur blurred as he quickly dispatches the Soulless that sought to kill me. The battle continued and as I exerted my powers to keep the carver from closing in I watch as many Soulless die at the hands of my friends and allies until finally the last of the Soulless passes away quickly.

“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.

"Your mate? No, Nolan, she is my Luna; I raised her. I deserve her." Hunter growled. Domus smiled darkly. "Oh, I knew it, she is special, isn’t she? I should kill you both for touching her." He grabbed Hunter’s hair and forced him to look at him, then let him go. "Bring him!" Domus shouted. Ethan's face was bloody, his eyes fixated on Salem. Emily was sobbing, her voice ragged with heartbreak. "Domus, please, don’t do this," she begged, tears streaking her face. Her agony pierced me. "You can come back from it, I beg you."

Nothing. All I can think about is the man that wouldn’t be so safe when the sun hangs overhead, I won’t be there to save him. He’ll have Hell and Fire, they’d put their lives on the line for him not just because they’ve been ordered to, they’ve taken a liking to him. Like their master. "Should we be expecting you to be at your full strength, Dominion?” Lyneria asks. She’s one of the most crazed demons that can stand toe to toe with Win, that also means she is not too afraid to ask questions like that.

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

"Divorce? But you said... you said I had to give you an heir. You said you wouldn't let me go until I gave you a child to secure the line." I leaned back, a cruel smile playing on my lips. "I’ve changed my mind. I’ve realized that I don't want an heir with your blood. I found the woman I truly love. It’s Maria. I want her to be the mother of the next Romano generation." The silence that followed was absolute. She looked at me as if I were a stranger—a monster she had accidentally let into her heart. "You're a monster," she breathed.