Kenji Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

Chaska grinned slightly and approached the demon sitting on the couch next to my father. "Uncle Boyan, it's been ages since I've seen you," Chaska said happily and the attractive male smiled, his orange eyes twinkling as he accepted his nephew's hug in greeting. I noticed Grace watching the large demon. He was big and tall with large curling black horns and thick forked tail. His thick dark hair was full of waves. "Boyan is next in line for Drorzon's crown," my father informed Grace and I. I neared Grace and grinned.

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His voice raising an octave from his surprise. I shrug a shoulder in indifference, but don’t get the chance to respond thanks to Levi’s outburst of, “I didn’t murder them Kenji.” He rolls his eyes. “They challenged me for the throne and I had no choice but to fight them to the death. It’s not my fault they didn’t learn their lesson after the first hundred or so of them were slaughtered by me.” He puffs his chest out in pride. Horror returns to Kenji’s face as he shakes his head. “The more I learn about the Demon Realm the more I wish I didn’t know as much about the Demon Realm.” He sits back in his seat, a look of concentration forming on his face.

I pulled at the collar of her shirt at which she aggressively reacted to by pushing my hands away from her with so much force, I collapsed on my butt a few feet away from where she was sited. "This demon we are dealing with is not just any unnatural creature, she's the second person to the throne of abyss. The queen of hell mother of all demons! Surely you don't expect it to be so simple do you?" She lifted a brow in annoyance at me. " With any other low class demon then this would have been a hundred percent effective without any form of negligence or side effects, but Dianna, I cannot guarantee you that this would work to the fullest. I can guarantee that it would slow the death, and cure

Dean banged his spear against the floor and managed to close the portal. "My friend!" Yama chuckled, his voice loud enough to down the sound of buzzing. I gawked at him as he was in one of his crazy suits which were too blinding for my eyes. He was the only demon who inherited the throne without having to fight for it. The longest-running Demon King. Most of them admired him for that quality and feared him at the same time. Then again he looked like the kind of person who cannot even hurt a fly. With his tall slender body, gangly arms and brown chocolate eyes he looked like the boy next door.

He raised his head, dark eyes exceptionally clear, staring straight at a furious Kenji. "I ought to beat you to a pulp!" Kenji seethed with anger. The always neat looking Kenji was dressed in a pair of rough blue pyjamas. His chestnut brown hair was tousled like a bird's nest and he was sweating all over, breathing heavily. He grabbed the collar of Ryu's black shirt and shook him, though he could barely move Ryu. "Where is he?" he asked. "Bring him out right now! You're a beast Ryuho! A greedy beast! You were given an inch and now you want a mile. Can't you take things slow for once? Were you that eager to bed Aito? Bring him out. I'm taking him back!"

“Can I dig my nails into your skin? Claw you? Or maybe… I can tear you up and eat you!” “Demon…” she muttered, her nostrils flaring. How did he manage to repel a blessed arrow? No one, no demon has ever done that. “I’m not interested in fighting with a weak priestess. I have what I came for.” He flashed her a charming smile which Clairra hated. “You ask who I am, I am the Demon King. It’s disheartening to meet your acquaintance with an arrow, priestess. We shall meet again.” A few steps back in the shadow and the Demon King had disappeared, leaving Clairra more shocked than ever. She didn’t even know she was holding her breath until she fell to her knees, her bow down on the ground.

Pushing the door open he slid into his study room and brought out a book showing it to Draco who had no idea what it was for. "Wondering how I knew what happened without stepping out of my room, this.. I saw everything here and after the Queen you're next, I don't know how but everything here is happening right now." Jeiel rushed, showing him everything he needed to know. Draco stared at him, jaw dropped to the floor. "It's the demon!" He said the words hanging on his mouth as he coughed out blood. Jeiel was shocked and with a swift move turned the book over to himself and then he saw Draco on a tick but no indication to know which tick he was on. His hands started sweating out as he tried s

"He's a heartless monster, darling. He's not what you think he is. He's only marrying you because his mother said so" Tears fill my eyes, the ache in my chest gradually increasing by the minute. "What is he?" I ask and he smirks. "Are you sure you want to know that?" He asks. "I want to know" "Your future husband is a demon. He became one as soon as he was cursed. He is popularly known as the shadow king. His winter magic has been replaced by shadow magic which can only be possessed by a demon. He would never be free from his curse, darling. Not even you can save him"

“Oh! I’m sorry, honey! I’m borrowing her body for the meantime. You see, Zhemier is not his self. That means we can’t force ourselves in and we need a host.” Mizuko jerked her face towards Kenshi, in her eyes was a burning flame. “What did you do to Roya?” “Woah!” Kenshi raised his hands, a lopsided smirk on his face. “I didn’t do anything to her. She was already like that when I woke up and she’s no Roya, she’s Hikari.” “Hikari?” “Yes, dear. Your mother was my previous master until she decided to give me to Zhemier, a demon prince who compared me to the ugly dark crystal Yami.”