Doma Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

Tanya shrieked, falling to her hands and knees beside him. "She is not a nobody," Dominic roared, his voice echoing like thunder. "And she is no longer your Omega. She is my Queen." Jaxon stared up from the mud, his face pale with absolute, paralyzing horror. Dominic leaned down slightly, his lips brushing against the sensitive, healing rejection mark on my neck. "And if you or your pathetic wolves ever step foot on my land again," Dominic whispered, "I will personally march into your territory and feed your heart to my hounds. Now. Run."

the monster gasped, his muscles straining fruitlessly to pull the weapon free. "My core belongs to this world," Dominic said, his deep voice carrying the chilling, resonant finality of an executioner. "But my life belongs to her." With a brutal twist of his wrist, Dominic shattered the heavy iron axe head into a dozen jagged fragments. Before Vane could scream, Dominic delivered a crushing, silver-infused blow to the beast's chest plates, launching the seven-foot monster backward through the crumbling stone pillars of the church. Vane crashed into the outer courtyard, coughing up dark fluid, completely broken and unconscious before his body even hit the wet gravel.

I almost chugged it all, letting the cool liquid soothe my aching body. “Woah, take it easy sweetie. It is not going anywhere.” I heard green eyes say as he pulled the bottle back and sealed the lid. I muttered a simple “thank you, sir,” and I heard four collective groans. “Well that was fun,” said green eyes lovingly. “Let’s try this again. My name is Hades MacCoughy. I am the leader of this Clan. This is Griffin (pointing to blue eyes next to me) and you already know Kian and Kaleb. We are all Dominants and as you can tell, Superiors. This is now your home. We, this clan, have claimed you as our female submissive. Our wolves are very happy that you are here. We are too. The King himself ac

The monster's grip around Maeve's throat was absolute; her scepter clattered onto the iron floorboards, its spinning red orb sputtering like a dying candle as she clawed uselessly at the titan's rusted gauntlet. "Maeve!" I gasped, instinctively taking a step forward. Dominic’s broadsword cleared its sheath with a ringing clang, his imposing frame interposing itself between me and the nightmare that had just breached the stern window. His stormy silver eyes flared into a terrifying, white-hot Alpha light, his muscle memory taking over even as his instincts screamed at him that the thing standing before us wasn't a wolf. It was a god of a dead world. "Elara, stay back!" Dominic roared, shiftin

About losing her. "She won't do it," Dominic said, but he sounded like he was trying to convince himself. "She wouldn't give herself to a demon. She's stronger than that." "Is she?" Darius asked quietly. "After everything we've put her through?" Damon said nothing. He just stared at the spot where Malachar had appeared, his expression unreadable. And in that moment, lying in my bed with a demon's parasite draining my life, I finally understood the truth:

"He's a complete psycho, Kahlia...I'm terrified of what he's capable of." Kahlia sighed, looking helpless, knowing that was probably exactly what Dominic was hoping for. "Shit, Ari...what the hell..." "Oh, and Dean Mathers is a Fae of dragonblood." She whisper yelled at him, glancing around the cafe as Tama and Valia came in and the cafe staff cautiously reappeared to see the rich boy Carlyle had left. Kahlia stared at her, stunned. "Wow...really?" She nodded. "That's what Dominic said and he was really pissed off that no one had bothered to tell us."

It was a known fact in this world that regular weapons didn't cut it; only demons could truly slaughter other demons. Slyvara had caught wind of the ambush at the same time Kai did, and she had sprinted to the scene to back Damir up. Moving like a literal nightmare, she shifted into her mist form, slipping through the battlefield and blind-siding enemies left and right. By now, the human guards were totally exhausted, with most of them bleeding out or nursing nasty injuries on the ground. But Damir and Slyvara were an unstoppable duo. They kept pushing the frontline back, making it crystal clear that these grunt demon soldiers were absolutely no match for upper-tier powerhouse demons.

The guards who I sent the message came so fast that I thought he ran to the demon alpha. "Come with me ma'am" he said. ********* Damion I couldn't sleep, I've become so aggrieved and everyday I couldn't stop planning how I would bring the down the demon alpha. It's not only about Jessy and about my father that he killed but it's all about restoring the glory and dignity of our pack. Because of what happened to me I became a mockery. All the packs around heard of it and I was tagged a dummy. I was so angry that if I hadn't had to discipline myself I would have called for war. I wasn't even so angry at any of them because it's not their fault but the fault of the one who humilated me. I've bec

“Interesting….and he’s a half-breed? I heard your mom say he has some unique DNA.” “Demonic…..Father purebred demonic, Mother Luna of the Dii pack. He’s native, Apache, I think.” “Wow.” Toy sits up a little straighter and stuff, and gawps at me like she can’t quite get her head around it. “If Domi and Remi weren't quarter Angelics, I would doubt the existence of them and Demonics. I thought they were a myth. Or at least obsolete. What’s that like?”

The darkness that covers the Newark town will soon be demolished. Damon Salvatore was held captive by the leadership of Alexis Demetri, the demon slayer with the help of Thamer Reid, the Cambion who lived on Earth as a human. They trapped him inside a silver net they made through Felix Reid's sources. He gave all his shares to build a wide net made it silver. He planned it all while he's keeping him company.