Doumas Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

"The demon lay caged within his mind. With a thunderous roar he broke his bonds of servitude and laid waste to the Demon Lords. Nothing could stop him from vanquishing his enemies..." - Witness to the rise of the Demon King, Sebastian the Vanquisher. Northern Romania, 1327 A.D. "Master, open the door!" With a grunt Sebastian rolled over, pressing against the naked female body that lay beside him. The woman sighed, slipping her pale hand up his neck to twirl around one of his horns. Smirking, he slapped her round backside and bit back a groan.

Creatures will begin to undermine the power of the Qusayr – A name given to the Storms. "She probably just killed an ally. We've all done it," the demon smirks, "besides she's crazy fucking hot, who'd deny getting on their knees for that. I mean, I wouldn't mind…" Jax releases a growl, promising and deadly and I don't bother to hide my smirk. He has guts. I'll give him that.

he panic breaked through the fight. “Don’t stop!” Scott yelled back. “Just—drive steady!” The creature tried to throw itself off the edge and take him with it. “Smiter, you will die now.” Scott let his boots lift, body hanging off the hilt for a heartbeat, using his body weight, he then hauled himself onto its back, slicing around the neck of the scorcher demon, as it ran along on the fibreglass roof and jumped off the moving coach. Demonslayer sliced through its neck, and black blood sprayed everywhere as Scott tried to stab the demon in the head as it dove to the road.

Before he could strike, The Demon applauded Apex’s abilities as a warrior and a fellow berserker only the strong shall be recognized while the weak shall become their stepping stone to even greater power. The lesser demon raised his weapon against the beast proclaiming his strength as he said with pride. "I am Draxor the kingslayer, these livestock are nothing lesser than a stepping stone to even greater feats of power. I ask you on behalf of the northern king for you to join us in our conquest of true power!” The Demon boasted. Apex offered no words to speak as he spitted at the demon’s offer wasting no time he punched Draxos in the chest with enough force to destroy two dozen mountains at

He said, then walked to the wardrobe to grab a clean robe. I was so shocked by his words because in my territory the elders usually told everyone how the demons had no mercy or a reasonable conscience. According to them, the demons killed adults and children, be it men or women. Some ate children as witches did. I believed them as much as everyone did. But in the time I spent here I came to realize that most things they said to us were a lie Ducan was a half-demon, yet he showed Mercy, even the demon king himself recently acted reasonably.

He wouldn’t have made it if he wasn’t bonded to Zoe. She takes a breath. JoJo’s also in really bad shape. WHAT?! we all yell through the mindlink. Naomi continues. Tomas figured out that the demons were emerging from the shadows. So they lit the entire perimeter—banishing shadows and killing anything that came through them. JoJo ran to ignite a tapestry. She was cornered by Deimos and Phobos. Shit. Before we can ask— She killed them. Well damn. Our oracle can throw down.

He lets out a guttural roar, his claws scraping against the tabletop as he slams his fists down. The other demons fall silent, their attention focused on the spectacle unfolding before them. Hazel's heart races as she watches the scene unfold, her mind reeling with the realization that she has been thrust into a world where violence and chaos reign supreme. Damon's gaze never leaves Hazel's face as the demon's outburst echoes through the hall. With a wave of his hand, the creature falls silent, its eyes still blazing with a feral intensity. "All hail Lord Xorax, my most trusted general," Damon announces, his voice booming through the chamber. "He has brought word of a potential threat to our

That brought the demons out of their stupor and with loud screeches that I now identified as war cries, the demons started towards us. Artemis drew her bow and arrows, Mercy stood with her spells ready, and Adrian took on a fighting stance. Taking a deep breath, I called my power on one hand. The power which was a dull smoky colour was now almost a glowing silver, and I realized that it was because of cleansing my aura. I could feel excitement radiating from Ischyros, and I had the feeling that my dagger wanted to join the fight. But daggers could be used only in close range, and I had to kill as many demons as possible while they were still far from me. I would have to call my dagger once

These dresses are all bright colors and plain looking. I prefer wearing the ones with dark colors but with silver or golden linings to show that I’m not just a no one. Back then, my face is just enough for me to stand out because everyone knows me as the Demoness Alpha, but now that I have no name and is only regard as Helion’s disciple, and the fact that I’m using someone else’s face, if I want to stand out, I at least have to do something about what I wear.

She attempted to cushion most of the impact, to keep Andrea protected in her firm embrace, but she heard the other woman cry out in pain and knew that she was badly hurt. “Why did you do that ?” She screamed at Dorcas,” I said I was ready to cooperate.” “She was asking for it,” Dorcas shrugged. Tears mingled with rain as Lisa sobbed for her friend. The blue flame had turned taller taking shape of a man, the shadow was slowly getting covered by red skin. The demon was emerging. Dorcas grabbed her arms roughly and pulled her away from Andrea's limp body. "Let me go you brute!" She screamed. He just smirked and ripped off her shirt and jeans in a few sweeps. Ignoring her futile protests he thre