Fantasy Demon Sword Novels & Stories

"Let the game begin." Vargas stood and laughed. "Killing you will be as much fun as it was killing the pastor's little toy. Poor girl never knew what she was being groomed for until it was too late. And now you will…Aaaarrrgghh!!!" the demon roared as he clutched at a golden pole that suddenly thrust through his heart and chest. The creature's scream was deafening as his head jerked back, his claws reaching for the girl behind him. Rhychard jumped in the air, swinging the Guardian Sword with both hands. The blade flared hot. The voices howled as the sword sliced through the demon's neck, severing his head from his shoulders. Suddenly, the demon exploded with black flames and vanished.

“Why were you looking for me?” Lucas rises from the dark, coming after the demon fast. He’s holding the sword he just pulled from his own chest and slashes it through the air in an attempt to cut off the demon’s head. But the blade just passes right through him, as if it’s made of smoke. The demon turns, extending his hand toward Lucas, and closes his fist. Lucas’s hands go to his neck, trying to break the hold the demon has on him. Lucas drops to his knees, coughing, and blood pours from his lips.

The war raged on, a battle of power and soul, each stroke striking like a crescendo amid the storm. My trembling palm clutched Xavier's sword, a relic of power that pulsed with an energy I didn't understand. The blade became an extension of my will as the Demon leaped at me with murderous intent. The sword clashed with its opponent's blade in a dance of survival, each strike mirroring the ferocious struggle for power.

When I feel that light glowing inside of me I open my eyes just to see myself glowing greenish light. “YOU! That amount of magic. Who are you?” Demonica said. “I am me.” I said as I raise my hand and point at Demonica using my index finger. A greenish light starts the shines and my sword that I drop few meters from me also glows and like a magnet the sword is in my hand. When I am already holding my sword it shines and I see how it changes in shape and color. From its golden color and 2 inches wide and 2 feet length it changed into a jade sword with 3 inch wide and 3 feet length. Not just that but the handle is decorated with a jade dragon that is warp into the handle with its mouth open whe

My fingers are on my chin as I crouched and looked at it. The cover or the sheath was silver with a few pints of gold, I don't understand the engravings etched on it. Because of my curiosity, I held it and released it from its sheath. Unlike other sword, its blade was bluish and silver, the handle was wood in color and the cover was glass. It was not as heavy as it look. I lifted it up and swayed it... Imagining I was a samurai fighting some bad guys. I chuckled.

The Demon-Slayer Sword was a Chaotic Treasure from the depths of the Dark World. This sword was pitch-black in color, and mysterious Dark Characters were engraved on the sword. The tip of the sword was slightly vent, and the blade radiated a chilling gleam that would make one’s blood run cold. Looking at the Demon-Slayer Sword, Thea walked toward the sword. Powerful energy materialized in her palm, which enveloped the sword. Through her immense power, she forcibly took the sword away.

He fell on the ground with a loud thud and fainted. My eyes were at his sword. It was lying not far away from me. I held my head in the air, staring at the sword. At first, it started vibrating. Then it moved a little. In a few moments, it flew towards me. I grabbed the sword and walked towards the demon who was lying on the ground. I reached closer towards him. I waited for him to wake up. I wanted to see the fear of death in his eyes. He opened his eyes and his eyes widened in horror. I winked at him, holding the sword on my shoulder. Its red flames turned into blue flames. With a winning smirk on my face, I beheaded him. Then I stuck his sword in his chest and walked away from him.

Good boy. Dean raised his sword again and started to dismember the burning body, hacking at it with wicked glee. A pleasing thrum vibrated through him with every limb that tumbled over into the opening to hell and he sincerely hoped that demon enjoyed his presents. His hacking paused when he glimpsed a blackened heart through the gaps of visible bones and he crouched down quickly in excitement.

You can have the first hit if you want to. Seik: You're really ignorant aren't you. You really think you can defeat me. COME INGRA. Suddenly a blue red sword came out of the ground. This reminded me of Andrea. I have heard of such demons being able to summon demonic swords and other weapons but this is the first I am seeing. However that sword. It's weak. My knights' swords give a more deadly aura. Seik: Speechless again? Well sucks for you. You better be ready to lose an arm.

The woman replied in a thoughtful tone her features hidden by the slight shadow cast on her face. Another man spoke up from his position leaning against the door of the room "What should we do now My Lady? What are your orders?" He asked. He was dressed in more conservative fashion, similar to those who tend to dress in to enter the temple. His outer robe were dark brown, and the inner grey robe was buttoned up to the top. He has a sword strapped to his side as well as a small bottle of wine hung be his waist. In his hands he held a wide rimmed hat, his posture shows that moments ago he was prepared to set off.