Insect Breathing Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

The door to the room I was, flew open, revealing the demon himself, dressed in his all black glory, he was holding a gun, he looked over at me and smirked, dropping the gun on his table, he walked over to his dresser, taking off his rolled up sleeve suit. "You know this is low right, even for you." I said. "I'll take the risk." His very sweet voice echoed around the room, damn, how I've missed that voice. "Lemme guess, you want to 50 shades of gray me." I said, Sacarsm dripping from my words. He gave a full rich laugh, taking off his pants and sliding on his black joggers. "Hmm, kinda." He said. "Look Tyler, in order to avoid any nonsense in the future, just let me go." I said, although, I k

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

The entire sky turns into this beautiful nuance of orange, and pearls of sweat glisten on my skin—dragon fire must be as sizzling as the sun. I glance over at the bug, observing one of its wings melt. It causes the creature to crash to the ground with a buzzing sound. Lucy dives after the bastard, and I hold on for my dear life. Sadly, when we are about to attack the creature, another demon forms a magical shield around them. Lucy immediately halts in the air, flying off to the side with a screech. The demon who was a bug is now in his human form, glaring at us. Blonde hair is framing his face, but his skin is no longer flawless but melting like clay because of the fire we blasted at him.

The tops of the trees swayed here and there, and in a moment the forest came to life: it began to move, pot-bellied glossy beetles descended from the crowns of the trees, filling the air with the stench of decomposition and the vile chirping of paws. Melissa counted the seconds out loud until the two troops clashed. “One, two, three…” She closed her eyes tightly and then opened them. Under her feet, two waves met each other, filling the darkness with inhuman screams, high-pitched squeals and squelching sounds. Melissa counted to sixty when Andras jumped off the wolf and, spreading his wings, materialized a sword in his palm. The demon moved smoothly, rising into the air and immediately desce

The demon gasped for air, and as the fist closed tighter, his face began to turn color as he choked and strangled before her eyes. The demon clutched at his chest as his heart stuttered, but he made no attempt to fight the order, so powerful was that voice. Miah could scarcely take her eyes from her lifemate’s twin; she, too, was caught in the spell of his power, mesmerized by the true beauty of his voice. It was only when he plunged his fist deep within the cavity of the demon’s chest and extracted the heart, when lightning slammed to earth in a jagged bolt of blue white and incinerated the already dead organ and its host, that she managed to jerk herself awake, once again aware of her own

I drop his head and his heart to the ground and then watch as they, along with his body, turn to smokey ash as it is finally able to be called back to its master in hell below. I shake the Demons blood from my hands and walk over to where the female is lying on the ground, as I bend down and slide one of my arms under her legs and the other under the back of her shoulders I take a deep breath in and have to hold in a growl at how strong and overwhelming her scent is.

Clouds gathered above like a plague. Faith pointed. “What the fuck is that?!” Partheos emerged from the sand once more, roaring with demonic fury. “The dawn of a new age has begun!” He lunged at Scott with a massive claw made of swirling sand. “Scott, watch out!” Faith cried. Scott dove, rolling under the strike. “Oh shit!” As he stood, Demonslayer ignited in his hands again. He slashed upward, cutting through the demon’s claw. Partheos howled as the limb exploded.

I yelled releasing my sword of the righteous. I swung at the demon, his large burnt figure moved with a speed rivaled to that of a vampire. His eyes leaked magma as if it were crying. It opened its mouth roaring loudly at me, showing me its bright orange throat. I cut through its arm, causing it to let out a loud screech that harmed my hearing. I didn't have time to process as it slashed my chest with its claw like fingers.

The person seemed to be asleep as his snoring thundered. "O-O-Old Demon of the Black Mountain, sir!" The Ox-head Monster forced himself to walk up to the person, risking death in doing so. The Old Demon of the Black Mountain's body shifted as he yawned. His exhaled breath sent the Ox-head Monster flying by about a hundred feet away. "Hmm... Did someone call me earlier?" The Old Demon of the Black Mountain opened his eyes ever so slightly and yawned. His voice was as loud as thunder.

Bloodstains on his body indicated the source of the blood used in the magic circle on the floor. In front of the altar lay the bodies of two young girls and three maids. From their state of death, it was obvious that they had been used in an evil sacrifice, commonly known as a blood sacrifice. Standing next to the altar was the creature that had used the 'spider web technique' to attack Christine and the others, a demon. A demon is a person who has been transformed by demonic energy. Depending on the energy, the body changes in different places. The demon in front of them had obviously received succubus energy. It had two small demon horns on its head, long blonde hair, a charming expression