Kiriya Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

Blood spilled. “I really liked you,” I told him. “Bastard.” I ripped the doll from his hand and tore the hair free. My body healed all at once. Bone snapped back into place. Skin sealed. Strength flooded me. Kieran tried to speak, tried to shape a spell. His hands twitched. I slammed his head into the ground. Once. Twice. A third time. The grass turned red beneath him. “I’m a fucking Dhampir,” he gasped, blood filling his mouth. "It will take a lot more than that to kill me!"

My teeth tear through his throat, my claws shredding muscle, bone, anything in my way. The second turns toward me— Too slow. I rip him apart. There is no hesitation. No restraint. Just pure, brutal destruction. And still— It isn’t enough. Kira collapses. Her massive form hits the ground hard, blood pooling beneath her, the silver blade still buried in her chest. I shift back before I even realize I’ve done it, stumbling toward her, my hands shaking. “Kira—” My voice breaks. “Kira, stay with me—”

I braced my weight, using the hilt of the sword to smash into his sternum, throwing him backward into a row of shattered vending machines. "What are you doing?" Dante shouted, dropping an outrider with a heavy, silver-weighted baton. He stepped beside me, his chest heaving, his face covered in soot. "You have to take them down, Kira! They aren't stopping!" "I can’t kill them, Dante!" I yelled back, my voice breaking over the sound of a distant explosion. I blocked another frantic swipe from a young female outrider, my hands shaking as I twisted her arm behind her back and shoved her away instead of driving the silver into her throat. "Look at them! They’re not Blackwell’s men! They think we’

Even the demon seemed momentarily taken aback by Mia's act; he never thought anyone would do this, not even family; this is the main reason he hated love and family bonds. With a final surge of energy, the light exploded outward, disintegrating the demon's presence and shattering the altar into dust. The room fell silent, the weight of the battle finally lifted. Mia stood, weak but triumphant, as the sorcerer approached her. "You did it," Mia collapsed to the floor, drained and exhausted from the immense energy she had expended. The sorcerer rushed to her side, concern etched on his face. But Mia smiled, her heart filled with a sense of fulfillment.

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,

Unfortunately, the head of Hirayaksa that Arya Santanu had thrown earlier did not have enough energy to regenerate its own body. "What are you doing?! Wait! Don't do it!" Hirayaksa shouted from about twenty meters away. The demon saw her heart in Arya Santanu's right hand. Her eyes bulged as Arya Santanu squeezed her heart and crushed it into pieces. AARHH! The male demon screamed. Her eyeballs rolled back. His tongue stuck out and before the demon knew it, he was unconscious. Hirayaksa died with a ruptured heart and a dismembered body.

"Kimberly. Get into the car. Return to the packhouse, and tell the Enforcers to get Ayra home." "Why? What's going on?" She asked with a frown. "Now!" I growled, tossing the key at her just as the figure formed completely. "What is that?" Kimberly asked with a wide-eyed look. "Go!" I tried to get through to Ayra, but just like the other day, I failed. Kimberly zoomed off just as the demon made his way toward me. "Acheron," he said with a grin. "Or do I call you Nathaniel now?"

My poor kid, the hardships his body has been sharing with mine must take a toll on him sometimes. I also felt all of my energy returning to my body before my first wave of demon attack. After leaving Hunnie I teleported to the temple across the world. I figured I wouldn't make it, landing somewhere in between, or collapse once I got to the temple. To my surprise, I actually felt great! Taking my shirt off partially, I jabbed my nails into the top of my spine, pulling out my sword, Slayer Rhakis and summoned the portal to edge of The Demon Realm.

I yelp, pushing away from him as pain lances through me, the stinging sensation followed by a powerful burn, bright scarlet blood immediately flowing from the wound. Oliver looks triumphant. "See? Pure red blood." "You cut her?" Kastriv tenses, looking so stunned with shocked, watching the blood dribble down my wrists, my fingers and to the floor, where a small puddle is gathering. My quivering knees give out from under me, as I try to supress the waves of naseua that roll over me. "I have proven she is not a Demon," Oliver announces. Kastriv kneels down to my level. "You have proven nothing. That is an old tale that has been disproven numerous times. In fact, it was created by Demon's thems