Doma From Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

"Claim this blood as my own." "Claim this blood as my own." "I offer my strength to her weakness." Dominic paused. He looked at the bruise on my jaw. "I offer my strength to her fury," Dominic said instead. Thorne frowned. "That is not the text, Alpha." "It's the truth," Dominic snapped. He looked back at me. "Continue." Thorne sighed. "I offer my body as her shield." "I offer my body as her shield," "And I bind her soul to the pack."

His look with flaming golden eyes, contrary to Dominic's normal steel grey, added with a rise in body heat that could be felt all the way to the front seats of the car, made it crystal clear that they had heard it right. What was expected was, the world's most powerful woman to come out of the alleyway. After all, the long-awaited mate of Dominic McBlaze couldn't just be anyone. He was, after all, the highest-ranking Alpha among the Dragon-shifter tribes. Given how heart-meltingly hot and mindbogglingly powerful he was, he, along with the rest, expected the most gorgeous spectacle of a woman coupled with either matching power or unpaired innocence to be his mate. Dom had waited more than a c

Could the guy she loved that left her hurt and broken back for her? I know one thing he better not hurt her again, or else. "Damien"? I heard her say and gasped. When I turned my face and looked over, he wasn't staring at the board. Instead, he was already staring at her, into her eyes, when he heard his name; he wasn't smirking or anything; he had a straight face. "He came back," I heard her say shyly, and I saw her hands rolling on her lap nervously.

The king was once again cut off, this time by a whoosh of wind, and then out of nowhere, a man appeared. I yelped and dove behind Alex and Chase, who stood and blocked me from the view of the strange man. I could see through the gap between their bodies that the man had a cloak on, with the hood up so you couldn’t see his face. “Hello, my name is Dominic. My friends call me Dom. I am a hybrid, the first of my kind. My mother is a fae, and my dad is the alpha of the New York wolf pack.” “How the fuck did you get in here?” Alex asked the man.

I huffed, "And so is my mates life. I cannot risk by taking her along with me." Yama was quiet. I felt relieved that I was able to convince him with proper reasoning. Dean politely excused himself, and I felt guilty for not defending him. He was still upset about not finding Talia in my absence. Then again, it was not his fault for her tendency to wander off without thinking. Even though he did not have to apologise for it, he did and promised to get better. Both of those things were unnecessary because he was the best demon in hell. Yama cleared his throat, "Well done think of it in this way. If you go to Underworld and someone does try to attack your mate you can catch them red-handed. How

he said as he stared at the burning building with the kidnappers inside screaming in pain. “Grim reaper?” confusion was on my face. He shook his head, “Non, I am Doom and I bring death to people.” “What do you mean?” I asked with confusion. He replied with a cold voice, “It doesn’t matter. You will forget about me anyway.” “I won’t… You saved me. I owe you my life,” I murmured. “You will, I will make you,” he softly mumbled as he slowly snapped his finger in front of me.

My blood was boiling since Niccolo did not know how to create such lies. Dominixe snorted and attacked me by tackling me down. She sat on my chest while her hand was on my neck. "If you ever tell this to Britanny, I swear... I am going to kill you." She growled as her hand tightened on my neck. Niccolo and I were irked at how firm her grip was. No wonder she was being trained to be an Alpha slayer the moment she was born. I felt sorry that she had to experience this and had been training to kill.

Dax turned his head and nodded to the man. “Sarah, this is Dom, my beta. Dom, this is Princess Sarah, my mate.” Dom’s eyes got wide as he realized what happened with the bimbo. He was taller at 6’ 7” with light brown hair and brown eyes. He had a clean-shaven face with a more slick body type, but was still very muscular. “Dom, please show Sarah around while I go pack.” Dax didn’t even wait for an answer before walking off. “So…princess huh?” Dom stated lamely.

A shadow darkened the corner where she sat, and Aosoth slowly raised her horned head. "Daemon," The shadow called out, then stepped into the dim light of the alley. It was a woman, tall and forbidding, with a blonde pixie cut and a wide, prominent nose. A scar ran along her face, cutting her left eyebrow into two unequal parts, and stopping somewhere below her jaw.

Even the demon seemed momentarily taken aback by Mia's act; he never thought anyone would do this, not even family; this is the main reason he hated love and family bonds. With a final surge of energy, the light exploded outward, disintegrating the demon's presence and shattering the altar into dust. The room fell silent, the weight of the battle finally lifted. Mia stood, weak but triumphant, as the sorcerer approached her. "You did it," Mia collapsed to the floor, drained and exhausted from the immense energy she had expended. The sorcerer rushed to her side, concern etched on his face. But Mia smiled, her heart filled with a sense of fulfillment.