Fan Made Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

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.”

The Kuma-wani water dragon hunched over Griffin’s body, wary as any predator. The relentless winds swept the land and sometimes howled like angry spirits. They were enough to send frightened children under their blankets and push ordinary trekkers to the ground. But Temujin wasn’t ordinary. He was a Slayer.

"Ant, don't be arrogant!" The Son of God roared. He was the Son of God and had a high status, but he was knocked back by Chu Xun's fist. With a roar, his Internal Breath became violent. The long spear in his hand whistled and stabbed toward Chu Xun as fast as lightning. Chu Xun sneered and used his skill in his heart. Demon-slain Finger -- Killing the living by the first finger! Demon-slain Finger -- Smashing the mountain and river with the second finger!

She pulled a glowing trail thread from the air, kissed it with a smirk, and tucked it away into the folds of her deep purple cloak. She shifted her gaze toward the demon, her eyes glinting with a dangerous boredom. "If you’re so desperate for a fight, come face me," she challenged."It’s been far too long since I’ve engaged in a proper combat." With a flick of her wrist, an ornate fan materialized in her hand. She began fanning herself with dramatic flair, looking entirely unimpressed by the carnage around her. The demon, sensing an aura far more ancient and terrifying than Kai’s, let out a frustrated hiss before vanishing into thin air, leaving only a faint scent of sulfur behind.

A dark and broody look, slightly tanned skin, ink curly hair, slight freckles on the face, bedroom gaze, and a masculine body to boot. “I was just observing the reason of my dear Nicky’s changes, and I could say, he is a fucking lucky bastard indeed.” Lucifer stood by the tree leaning his back against it while his eyes were looking straight in Zane’s direction who had her brows raised at him. “You must be his woman, Zane…. Zane Fangs was it?” He eyed her up and down and if Nicholas hadn’t told her that Lucifer likes to stare or sometimes glare at people to see if they get intimidated.

"Oh, my dear Ascendants, you still don't comprehend the magnitude of the power at my disposal. The crystal's energy will grant me dominion over all realms, and no force in existence can stop me now." With a wave of his hand, Damien unleashed a surge of dark energy, unleashing torrents of shadowy tendrils that snaked toward the Ascendants. But they stood firm, their powers converging to create a barrier of light and elemental might. Jack, the chosen champion, stepped forward, his eyes ablaze with determination. He tapped into the speed that defined him, darting across the battlefield with unparalleled swiftness. He weaved through the entangled darkness, striking at Damien with blinding speed

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

It was thrown back and this time, it hit the other upper leg of my demon. Shit; I needed my fighter to win. Hope surged within me as my fighter disregarded the ninja star and lunged forward with his sword. The sword sliced through the air with a chilling sound, which abruptly ceased when it cut into Samael's demon's arm just above the elbow. I gasped and jumped up, my entire body tensing at the sight. The severed arm fell limply to the ground, and Samael exclaimed, "Fuck!" in annoyance. My eyes widened with more hope. The demon stared at his detached arm, trembling uncontrollably, fuelled by his overwhelming rage.

"I can't lose him," She sighed, "it's pitiful but it's what the goddess wants, she cursed him for a reason and no one can change that," she stepped forwards Jett, a little dagger materializing on her palm, she extended it out to Jett. "He's a full demon now and the only way to kill a demon is to strike his heart, make him bleed and he will return to hell," Jett's stepped back fearfully from the dagger, shaking his head. "I'm not going to kill him,"

When we heard the man's incensed qualms, we burst out laughing. I was speeding down the busy highway when my eyes were tied to Anastasia's glare in the side mirror. She scowled as she converted her gaze away from me and toward Kaylee, a hostile and disgusted expression on her face. Particularly bothered that Kaylee might have noticed, I gave her a quick side glance to check. She doesn't seem to notice my daughter's villainous dirty looks, so I chose to disregard everything.