Kimonos Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

Her eyelashes had been curled up to bring focus to her emerald eyes and while her face had largely been kept to a bare minimum, it was clean and glowy with only a faint red tint to her lips. Her neck looked extra slender, and it was all due to the silken black kimono with gold butterflies that parted suggestively at her shoulders, hanging loosely around her and threatening to slide off her slender frame. Her only saving grace was the silken black knot which she tied twice around her waistline.

spoke the sweet and gentle voice of the cloaked woman. "I'm on it!" said a pretty brown skinned girl dressed in a short battle kimono, disappearing in a cloud of smoke. When Maria took in the girl's appearance plus her skills, her eyes twinkled. 'So cool! A real ninja!' Running on the cave walls, the girl unsheathed her dagger and leaped towards the beast's face. Only for her eyes to widen in shock when the phantom beast evaded her attack.

She mustered up her last ounce of strength and began to try to wiggle free again while she pleaded. “Please…” She saw then the shadow was a man wearing head to toe black armor his face was concealed by a black mask. He leaned over her and she thought it would be the end for her. The monks had somehow summoned this demon when they were trying to retrieve the jewel from within her she thought. She watched him pull out a knife. She grew still.

“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.

The Daemonium POV “So it is with great honour that I introduce our newest member, Miss Kimberlee Mylean Ashyver.” The room erupts with applause as I end my speech. The wooden doors open to reveal her, in all her glory, at the entrance. All eyes turn to her. Why wouldn’t they. She is draped in a flowing white dress with gold trim. A Gold leaf crown braided into her hair and real gold dusted onto her cheeks. She looks like a Greek goddess. A vision. My vision. The missing ingredient for my wonderful concoction.

I came out of the bedroom in my natural form with a traditional demon outfit on. It was a single piece of deep red cloth that went behind my neck and over my breasts tightly. The cloth crossed my stomach and led into a bottom that was low cut enough for my tail to come through. I tied a rose colored sarong over my hips, then rotated the knot behind me so it would let my tail be free to move. “What is that?” He asked.

The remaining lady ninja thought as she turned around to look at the assassin who turned to look at her at the same moment. Dark Shadows started coming out from every corner of the dark room as they surrounded Demon. "I am not just a Ninja, I am a Shadow Samurai." Demon said as some shadows went to his hand forming a ball and he raised his hand up, ready to throw the dark shadow ball at her. "All these wouldn't have happened if you and your sister had just listened and run like I told you to. Too late for that now Ninja." He added his silver eyes shiny. The ninja was losing blood and she wondered why the King and the guards hadn't showed up yet.

They definitely over did the whole face thing, hopefully what I was wearing, was something that could balance it all out. "Okay my lovely Queen, we have an outfit for you." Suki says from the bed, waving us over. My eyes confusingly found a few sparkling pieces of material on the bed. Then next to it was an oversized red kimono, with gold and black embroidery along the collar and another plain white kimono laid out right next to it.

Luckily Hikaru is always carrying around blueberries to mask his smell. " According to the villagers, there were 3 version slayers. Bankotsu, Galahad's wife, Cynthia, and the last mysterious one. He was always wearing a black blindfold, nobleman clothes and his hair is a very dark blue. Some described it just as blue as Prince Serin's hair. We assume that the scale belongs to him, since according to Galahad, Cynthia is definitely not a dragon. " Kagome informs as she goes through her notes.

He held a human woman on his lap and there were two demon women with him, but he wasn't looking at them. He looked behind him at a fight. In the corner of the King's level, two demons were fighting each other. Their faces were scrunched up in anger, and they had blood pouring out multiple wounds. Gloves with spikes were worn by them, and the razor sharp blades cut into the other every time. They moved around each other like a dance, and battle cries were heard around them, the eyes of the demons around them black with blood lust. With a final scream, the one demon hit the other one in the throat in a moment's notice. The blades cut open the neck and blood sprayed over the other. More shouts,