Kanata Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

No one dare to stop me. “You fucking whore, scream more, scream!” Slade said while holding Danna’s neck. She laughs maliciously and we scared everyone. This is my dark side. The demon inside of me. The first wolf created by the moon Goddess who doesn’t possessed a human mind. I, myself can’t even think straight. Slade is controlling my mind too. All I’m thinking right now is to kill this girl, who cause so much pain to me. “I’m sorry! I’m just kidding. I just want to provoke you so can’t think straight and we can have upper hand in the fight. I won’t do it again.” Danna explained while crying in front of me.

she said proudly It was then Jasmine recalled that a ghost cannot withstand a demon…. also a Kandimuse demon cannot be killed because they have ability to get their body heal in split second even if they are shredded or pierced also a Kindimuse demon can only be killed by person in whose blood she had bath in to maintain her youth and power, but kandimuse demon are very smart they always burn every body of their victim in order to leave no weakness of her which can lead her to her death.

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 players eyes widened in terror, as the three figures emerged from the shadows. Medusa stood tall, her hair writhing like snakes, each strand tipped with venomous fangs. Her eyes glowed like embers, piercing through the darkness. A stone-like mask covered her face, except for her full, crimson lips, curved into a wicked smile. The Reaper loomed beside her, his presence like a shadow cast over the land. His eyes were empty sockets, his skin gray and decaying. A black hood covered his face, and his tattered cloak billowed behind him. His blood streaked soulcutter was held firmly to his chest as though passing a silent warning.

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

However, Syla's visions hinted at a new threat looming on the horizon. In her vision she sees a baby demon, lying in Kayla's den within Xibalba It is two maybe three, a toddler still, *Who's child is this?* as Syla shows Rryan her vision. Rryan turns to Camazotz with the vision. He has the demon child brought to him, and asks everyone there "Who knows of this child?" only one comes forward, she looks like an old wrinkled hag with horns. "His name is Marcus, but she called him Shade."

I explained. “Mate? Servants? Camps? What the hell happened in the last month? None of this sounds like you!” He said angrily. “Deep breath. Ready?” I asked, more to myself than to him. “Go ahead.” Denny answered curtly. “I’m a concubus, Dennis. So was Indie. The reason Drayce…. I mean Patrick, took me is that he works with a male concubus called a Vasili. He’s a king of the desire demons, incubi, succubae, and concubi.”

“Shadowland has creatures in it. Both human like and black, gooey zombies.” Rain, my Knight and a powerful demon in her own right, gave me an unimpressed look as she adjusted a pin in my hair. She was a bit of a perfectionist and couldn’t stand when things were out of place. If she were human, I’d say she had severe OCD. I guess I could still say it even though she was a demon.

“My gift to you and your mate.” “Thank you, Sensei!” Samantha smiled as she took the box and laid it down before opening it to two matching katanas. “Domo Arigatō.” She picked one up and inspected it. “This is good Japanese steel.” Gently she pulled it from its sheath and looked at its edge. Hints of silver shined on it and near its handle was an inscription in Kangi, she rubbed her fingers against it. The old fox laughed again. “Kangi still gives you trouble. That says ‘Blessed by the Goddess, her holy fangs.’ One for you, one for him. As you are a pair so are they.”

Fail on purpose. He entered the combat ring, his eyes scanning the crowd, and he froze. Standing among the nobles, dressed in black, a man Lysan hoped he would never see again. Roman Da'Luka. The young version of the Demon king Lysan had killed in his previous life, looking extremely young and charming, with pale grey eyes. And he was looking directly at Lysan.