Novel & Cerita Love Breathing Demon Slayer

Arthur suddenly called out. Lyon gasped for air as he saw Arthur who glanced at him with a smirk on his face. He grinded his teeth as he glared at the man, taking in a few deep breaths to calm himself down. Lyon was about to flick the needle when a man groaned on the opposite side of the branch he stood on. Slowly that person was pulled towards Arthur. Lyon watched in terror as the person started looking pale, mouth wide open trying to inhale air drooling on his hands that tried to remove.something that choked him around his neck.

Cyrus takes part control, extending his fangs as Kyria and Samaria remove their canines and swipe her tongue over her bite he then sinks his fangs into the junction of her neck and shoulder flooding her with pleasure in return making her scream out as her body shakes and shudders under his. Jonah only rests for a moment or two before he starts again bringing Kyria to the heights of pleasure over and over again until she is so exhausted that she passes out. Jonah climbed off the bed, tucked the blankets around her, leaned over and placed a soft kiss on her cheek before whispering next to her ear. “I love you, my mate… Sleep a peaceful slumber, Only wake with my kiss…” Jonah watches as Kyria’s

~Lyra~ “Damon… please…” I whispered it before I even meant to. My throat was still burning. My knees were still on the floor. My pulse was still sprinting like it didn’t know if I was dying or just barely surviving. But I said his name. Because I saw him. I saw his body shaking, shoulders pulsing beneath his shirt like his skin was tearing from the inside. His claws were still buried in Camilla’s neck, his lips curled back over his fangs, and his chest was rising in hard, heaving waves like he couldn’t catch his breath. Like he wasn’t trying to breathe at all.

I wheezed, clambering on the floor as I pushed myself to crawl away as much as possible, even though I didn’t know where I was heading. My heart pumps too fast, my lungs shrinking and refusing to supply me with air. My entire body trembling with my vision doubling, and my strength is leaving me. “Breathe, Cara.” A couple of muscular arms wrapped around my shoulders. Damon’s soothing voice rang so distantly as though he wasn’t hovering above me. His warped image was dancing in front of my eyes, and although I could see his mouth moving, I couldn’t hear a word he was saying aside from the beating of my own heart.

she reads from the big screen displayed “I…Demon Samael promise to protect you all my life and always be there for you” he recited but unlike her, he did have a screen to read from “Did he mean what he says then?” Shaina wondered and her cheek turned pink in excitement ~ Two mystical beings stand in the air just above the hall where the ceremony is taking place, the first divine being was dressed in an extravagant way and the magnificence of her presence fills the air which she hover in The color of her eyes turned greyish white and everything before her eyes became transparent that she could see through everything walls and objects, the more she sees the more translucent her eyes color beco

- LORELEI - A deep breath barely escaped my lungs with a sharp pain in my chest. I groaned softly. After struggling to breathe for so long in this position, the pain has become something I got used to. The wind is cold and ticklish on my skin yet harsh on my sores. My vision is too blurry to see the change of the day but I can tell that the night is getting darker. Time is whiling away and I have lost the will to stay alive.

*cough* *cough* Layla couldn’t stop coughing blood. Her will was strong and yet her body needed recuperation. She’s almost at her limit, if not for Darius giving her a recovery potion, she must have already kicked the bucket. The thing was, even if she’s still alive, her body remained so weak after getting amputated. The scars that were left by whips and sticks weren’t fading at all, making Layla look nothing less than how she did when she was first sent as the ‘offering’ to the demon of the west.

- Nadir replied proudly, regaining control of her senses and body, which craved his touch more than ever. - Think carefully.- as he spoke, Samael's eyes began to darken.- None of them refused me, and you won't resist me either.- he wrapped his breath around her, which made her feel weak.- Or you will die.- he added later, watching Nadir slide slightly to the ground. It was only a small part of the Breath of Death that could kill any demon and Samael, as one of the Fallen Angels, could use it. - You won't intimidate me.- Nadir gasped, a little dazed.

My chest aches as my lungs cry for oxygen, my arms too heavy to lift and my legs unwilling to listen to my commands. So I focus on my breathing. In through my nose, out through my mouth and repeat. My lycan is nowhere to be found, hiding away as he rests from probably saving me. How I can’t remember, all I know is one minute I was fighting for my damn life in the water and the next I am where the air is damp and musty but it’s oxygen so I don’t really give a shit how it smells. It feels like heaven in my lungs.

"But come back to me when all this is over. I will be waiting." "I know." He brushed his lips across her forehead. "I love you." Evie smiled, radiant even in the face of danger. She squeezed his hand tightly before letting go. "I love you too, my dearest beloved." Daemonikai's eyes sprang open, his own breath choking him. There was an iron cage in his chest, squeezing tighter with each shallow breath he took, determined to kill him. Palming his forehead, sweat slicked from Daemonikai's skin as he fought to steady himself. Feeling like he was underwater...drowning and drowning.