Mc Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

Lily said in gritting her teeth. “wait.. wait.. what? No, I will tell you something.. Possibly you don’t know some things and the one you believe beside you must have not told you too” pointing at Melinda, Demona said but Lily clicked her tongues not wanting to fall for her tricks. ‘No, No, How did that happened? What in the hell is happening? I can’t die.. I can’t die.. Dark lord… dark lord’ Demona started praying in her heart for Draco to rescue her but all her prayers were in vain. As the new form of Lily and Melinda cut her throat together, removed her head from her body.

“You’re not human, and you’re not a werewolf… what are you?” “A demon,” Sloth answered, smiling lazily. “You brought a demon into our home?” Luna Stella snapped, her voice cutting through the room like glass. Her disgusted glare never left me, as if I were to blame for his presence. “Damien really does surround himself with dangerous things.” The Alpha’s hand pressed lightly against her arm, urging her to sit. “And why are you here?” he asked Sloth evenly. “I answer to no one but Damien,” Sloth said without interest.

Ace stated and Acario was shocked. "W-what? She remembered everything?" They all nodded at him then sighed. He looked down for a while before saying something. "Alexis, I know that this is very hard for you but, I want you to listen to us very carefully, okay?" Alexis nodded at him. Acario sat down first on the sofa and took a deep breath first before saying anything. "But before I say something, what do you remember before passing out?" Acario asked. "I became a demon - a monster. Zylo and I was attacked by a group of vampires then when a vampire caught me, I was too scared." Alexis stated.

*** Valor stood in a rotten wooden house, in his hands were yellowed sheets of paper with strange and monstrous drawings. Standing beside Valor was a man dressed in black, he spoke in a low, hoarse voice “They are called Demon.S, a demon slaying organization that has been expanding rapidly in recent years. The reason they were able to grow like that was that they had a special medicine in their hands. With that potion, controlling or killing a vampire is too simple.” “Even vampires of royal blood?” Valor asked “That, I don't know ... It's been a long time since a descendant of the royal family appeared."

She muttered before taking a step even further than before. That was when she saw it…. A guy something like in his early twenties, coughing out blood…. She could see the two black horns that were attached in his head, and his fingers and feet nails were all black. Darla didn't fail to see the colour of his eyes that was Golden, and mixed with silver, making it look unique. "There's our chance, we can't let the Demon Lord escape this time around. He has been superior to us all for almost eternity, it's time to end his reign!".

She had witnessed the raw power of werewolves before, but Deimon's ferocity tonight was unlike anything she'd ever seen. Deimon turned his attention to the Earthstalker, its amber eyes wide with terror. The creature thrashed within the net, its desperate struggle a stark counterpoint to Deimon's primal calm. In a flash, Deimon's hand shot out, a single, powerful claw extended. With a sickening snap, he severed the Earthstalker's head from its body. The clearing fell silent, the weight of Deimon's actions hanging heavy in the air. He stood there, panting, the Earthstalker's head dripping blood in his hand, a grim trophy of his brutal victory.

They saw her alone, easy, and they moved in like starving wolves. Fornication. One of mankind’s proudest talents. Now she sits there, curled in sorrow. And for some damn reason, a thought slithers through my mind: Maybe I should cheer her up. Ridiculous. I’m Paimon. Demon King. Ninth Circle Prince. I strip souls bare and feed them to nightmares. My joy is in their screams—not their smiles. But… I know her weakness. Food. I sat beside her, snapped my fingers, and summoned a burger with my Demonic Energy—three thick patties, lettuce, tomato, bacon, and enough grease to clog a mortal's soul.

They fought with all the strength and ferocity they had determined to vanquish the demon and save their world. Blood spilled everywhere, staining the ground beneath their feet. The Lycan's white fur was matted with blood, and dreymon's clothes were torn and ragged "Fuck he isn't even slowing down," Dreymon said panting for breath as the cuts in his flesh slowly healed. In the split second in which he let his guard down Jared swung his giant claws at Dreymon's chest plunging his arm into his heart and sinking his fangs into his neck. while Leon shifted back into his human form and ran toward dreymon before he fell lifeless on the floor.

Wearing his scarlet suit, he had his hair in a braid, sitting around the table. Negotiations ended there, with Ragnar as mediator. - I want to hand them over to the demons so that they never see the light of day again, the demons took them as slaves, as their food with their source of life, they will be their slaves. - The woman said. - Well, you are already immortal, that is a good way to enter the order of Um-Mu. - A demon said. - A series of disappearances and attacks around the forest, in between attacks on churches and temples around the city of Doomed City.

Its eyes; dozens of them,blinked across its chest, arms, and neck. Its voice crawled into their minds, low and coiling. “Who dares disturb my slumber?” Selene gasped, retreating behind Ryker, who instinctively stepped in front of her. Nyra stood tall. “I am Nyra Duskbane. I offer blood, soul, and flesh in exchange for your strength.” The demon's lipless mouth curled into something like amusement. “Ah… the last heir of the Broken Throne. Your heart drips vengeance. I like that.”