Kanae Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

Indie let my hand go and let her demon form out, showing off that she was a concubus. There were some scattered applause. I let my demon form out too. All of it. “I am Morrigan, Vasilia of the demons.” I stated while my human form shifted.

I couldn’t fight. So this is it… this is how I die. But then, I saw lightning. In the blink of an eye, Kane slammed into the demon, tearing it apart with his bare hands. His green eyes glowed fiercely in the night. His chest heaved as he breathed heavily. “Don’t you dare touch her,” he snarled. Another demon lunged from behind. Tyler cut it down with one clean swing of his blade.. Tristan shifted halfway into his wolf form. His claws sliced through three more effortlessly

Kane's POV I was sitting beside my beloved wife's bed, anger boiling in my veins, my face red as I gritted my teeth, trying to control myself from shattering everything around me. She was awake and didn't complain of any pain, but the sight of the bandage around her head and left hand was enough to spark every venom inside me, and all I wanted to do was get hold of that girl named Selene, rip her chest apart, pluck out her heart, and then yank off her throat with my fang. I wouldn't have believed the same girl my son was going crazy over actually did this if my queen here hadn't confirmed with her picture that she was the one she saw last night attacking her ferociously with demonic powers.

With her forefinger, she beckoned him to come. Like a wild and hungry animal, he sucked and licked her cunt as if it was the end of the world. Valencia pushed his head deeper between her thighs, moaning as he licked her sensitive spot. He increased his pace. By now, Valencia have already reached her sixth climax. Oh my God! She moaned. Her s@x slave was good! Good at pleasuring her and fulfilling her desires. Good at making her feel like a true woman. All these years, she has been fighting and hunting down demons. Her subordinates and fellow partners were all men. She was the only female demon Hunter who killed the most demons, this earning her respect and fear. She was brave and courageous

"I've never seen you before, who are you?" "I'm Karma, Kaname's sister and you are?" I asked extending my hand to the female demon. "I go by Lyst back home," she said looking at me up and down. "Nice to meet you Lyst," I said feeling uncomfortable, "so uh how do you know Kaname?" "Hehe we've talked a bit," Lyst said with a smile looking at Kaname, he quickly turned his head. "They talked?" I asked, looking at Sinn, he just shrugged.

Soulmates had a special value for the divine power linked to that kind of relationship, but she didn’t need it at all. Since she was joining Master Rabi, who was famously known as the “demon-slayer” for killing more evil spirits in the last two hundred years than any other Guardian, Ayla hoped he would send her to a mission to face demons very soon. She was feeling very violent and needed to release some of that energy.

Kate POV Shelby lay on her side as we assess the damage. A couple broken ribs, a broken ankle that was almost healed, cuts to her abdomen, missing flesh that was starting to close on her body, the worst was on her shoulder. Shelby was breathing heavily from the exertion and the pain. I was offering soothing words, but her body needed to heal. She was afraid to shift back to our human form, fearing she wouldn’t be able to shift back to wolf form until we were healed.

Although the body she was in was inexperienced and young, Dana relished the thought of the battle to come, a chance to fight once again - here in the body of her successor, an all too familiar anatomy when she was still alive and starting to fight in a bloody battlefield. Chloe - with Dana's consciousness - glanced at her two companions. Tara and Kieran were already battle ready. Tara had her sleek double-edged blade in front of her, ready to slice some beasts and rage could be seen in her violet eyes. Kieran was calmer, standing with his staff on his left hand and his right hand casually placed at his back. Dana reminded them of Siri Jōn and Hunter Lornn. Both Knights of Shaula. Both she fo

Her arm—partially transformed into dragon form—swiped through them, batting the orbs back toward the shamans. Some of the shamans crumpled where they stood, writhing and screaming as invisible burns licked at their flesh. The rest managed to shield themselves in time. Kana didn’t pause. Half her body had already shifted—scales stretching tight over muscle, her features grotesquely beautiful, a perfect echo of Zylas’s dragon form. Fire erupted from her clawed hand, roaring to life as she dove into the shamans. She moved with terrifying fluidity, dodging their attacks as though driven by instinct—or likely the unborn dragon guiding her.

The hand retreated, but others took its place, reaching for the intimate parts of me until one voice silenced the chaos: a low rumbling growl that jerked my numb spine back to life. "If it pleases you, my king, I want the former princess." That deep, sultry voice—I could discern it any time, any day, even if I’d slept through a century. My head jerked up, and my eyes locked on the speaker. It was the demon alpha. The monster from the woods.