Eclipse Breathing Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

It would also make some sense of why she could so easily slip into many different version of herself, honoring them and calling on the will to embody each sliver of herself. Her defiant answer was just the thing to kick in Blood’s lust for her energy, to taste the essence of what kept her body animated until there was nothing left. This moment made him understand why demons and succubi were often mistook for each other. Having the opportunity to ignore her needs and drink her soul dry of its life force showed him what separated them. As a demon, he wasn’t a slave to his thirst for it though, it was his choice to drink a little or all of her or none at all, unlike a succubus. For that gift, h

Jo paused, waiting to see if Eliza would say more, but she didn’t, so she took a deep breath and continued. “When the Vampire used that name, Asteria, I got chills. I realized then that it did make sense that it could be her, that it almost had to be. She’s one of the only Vampires that’s ever been able to create the sort of shields from Cassidy that she’s experiencing now. The other was Daunator, and he exploded, so I don’t think he could be back.”

I exclaimed. "Bullseye." She replied. "Aaaahh!" I squealed. I let out a loud laugh and threw my arms around Briva. She let out a soft gasp and held one arm around me. Once I stepped back and looked up at her, I saw her pupils were dilated. "Everything okay?" I frowned at her. "Yeah. I'm a demon, so being so close to you is quite hard. Makes me quite thirsty." She explained. "I don't want to hurt you right now, but I want to make you submit to me. It's in me. To destroy lower species."

Serarion, Azrien, and Elyraeth follow him, leaving me blinking in confusion as I'm alone in the Dean’s office with a burning shoulder and the priestess standing nearby. The white-clothed figure turns her head in my direction. "You're bleeding," she says quietly. I fight for breath as I stagger to my feet, gripping my burning arm. Elyraeth is the purest breed of Siphons, meaning she has the ability to inject venom into one’s bloodstream with her bite, and that can turn the person into a sort of zombie if the person dies with the venom in their system. I have no plans to die. "Where did they go? What's going on?" I ask Gebrit, my voice hoarse.

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.

A thunderous, overwhelming crack pierced the atmosphere as a brilliant light burst forth from the trees. The shadows dispersed like wisps of smoke, and Dahlia recoiled, her expression contorting in disbelief. “What is that?” she whispered sharply. I covered my eyes, my heart pounding. Amidst the mist, I perceived shapes materializing, fighters unfamiliar to me, their arms shining with brilliance. In the middle loomed a towering, authoritative presence. “Who” I began. Lucian’s voice echoed from the east, overflowing with incredulity. “The Eclipse Watch.” Dahlia growled, darkness twisting around her feet. "This doesn't alter anything!"

"I don't need to cut the flow. I need to claim it." Silas moved in front of me, his massive body shielding me from the swirling abyss. "That’s suicide, Elara. The energy in that fissure is concentrated enough to disintegrate a mortal frame in seconds." "I am not mortal, Silas," I reminded him, my violet eyes locking onto his golden ones. The metallic resonance of my voice was absolute. "I am the Eclipse. The Shadow Queen doesn't die in the dark; she rules it."

The Eclipse lay on a stone altar, her form flickering between solid and shadow. Solara chanted in the old tongue. Luna Rose sang the lullaby. I held the Eclipse's paw. "It will be over soon," I said. "I am afraid." "That means you are alive." She almost smiled. --- The shard emerged slowly. It was not ice—it was absence made solid. A shard of pure void, pulsing with cold light. As it left the Eclipse's chest, she screamed. Not in pain—in release. The shard fell to the ground. It cracked, then dissolved into nothing.

4: Total Eclipse The Eclipse Heart pulsed in the heart of the mountain temple, a crystalline altar bathed in the total eclipse’s blood-red shadow. Elara and Kael burst through the ancient doors, enforcers and Mira’s spells hot on their heels. Elara’s body burned—her first full shift ripping through her as wolf blood fully awakened. “Kael… I’m changing,” she gasped, collapsing against the altar. Bones cracked. Fur rippled then receded. The pain was excruciating.