Mist Breathing Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

Now with his literal demon self manifested in the physical realm, he had almost no control in how or when he would take action on those particular urges. While she was lost in those thoughts, Young was caressing her cheeks, lulling her mind and body into a false sense of security. She was just starting to relax in his hands when he asked, “I was right, wasn’t I?” When she didn’t respond he brought both hands down simultaneously. All she did was grunt, trying to maintain her stubborn silence. What usually would be the equivalent of provoking a puppy, was now the equivalent of enraging a dragon and this one was named Blood. With twice the force, his body growing thicker underneath her, he popp

“If I have to ask one more time, you will regret it.” I scrambled to my feet, wiping the tears I hadn’t even realized were streaming down my face. My entire body trembled as I tried to form the words, my voice weak and shaky. “My… my dead best friend appeared to me. She was real, and… and the blood, it kept dripping off her…” Carmine’s eyes narrowed, his gaze boring into me with deadly intensity. “Do you think I’m here for jokes?” “No, I—” Before I could finish, he crossed the room in two strides, his hand wrapping around my throat in a tight, merciless grip. The force of it made my vision blur, and my legs buckled beneath me.

And he moved. But the man moved faster. He raised his hand. Black mist swirled around his fingers. The same mist that had choked the borders last winter. The same mist that had killed the messenger. “Blood calls to blood,” he whispered. And the mist shot forward. Not at Asher. At Luna. At her stomach. Asher roared. A sound of pure agony and rage that shook the mountains. He lunged forward, putting his body between the mist and Luna. But Luna was faster.

I had to do the first attack or else he can either kill me or possess me. " You can't outrun us and I will going to end you today!" I roared and started scratching my claws on the muddy ground to make a final run to chopped his hideous spirit with my poisonous claws. But everything changed in just a split of seconds. A black mist strikes me like a wave of electricity. The moving mist quickly dived it directly inside my mouth. He's coming inside my body and this one is very strong. I keep struggling but the black smoke never stops until it subsided in the atmosphere.

And also inform all the newly shifted females and unmated ones to be mentally prepared. Because the Demon is s eventually searching for his mate and that he suspects that she's in our pack. I don't want anything to go wrong as we can't afford to offend him, he told her. Rest assured darling, I make sure everything is in place and also in order. The Alpha cuts the mindlink and go back to his work as the Luna goes round the pack house to supervise and inspect everything that's going on. Adelaide slumps down tiredly after finishing with her chores. She's feels sore all over her body after working 10 hours.

We’re close. “Get your spell ready,” Mist says. I nod, prepping the incantation. It’s simple—a few words, a gesture. But devastating if done right. At the tree line, I can see our people fighting like hell—but they’re vastly outnumbered. Mist splits us down the middle with a sweep of her arms, sending half left, half right. Once everyone’s in position, she gives me a nod. I push my hands out and whisper the final word. The ripple of the spell is visible—like a wave of shadowed energy sweeping across the battlefield. One by one, the demons and enemy gods flinch, their confidence crumbling. They go on the defensive. Some even turn to flee.

She needed him to get to Anabel in case anyone else wanted to join the part. “Fine, I was just getting started.” Carlos complained, he moved closer to Anabel and watched as Misty took the three demons and put them in some kind of bind. “Now we can finish what we started.” Misty said shaking her head before she turned around. “Are you ready to come with us?” she said looking at Anabel. “Because this is only going to work if you are a good person and I know you are, I know the demons haven’t convinced you entirely that we are the bad ones.”

Hauntspire High, May, 2025. [Omniscient P.O.V] "Finally," she whimpered. "It's sealed." The rooftop smelled of ash, ozone, and copper. A dirty wind whipped Lumira Duskbane's silver hair across her face, but her amethyst eyes never left the sky. Her body was failing. Every muscle screamed from the demonic fight, her soul stretched thin, nearly snapping. At her feet, the spell circle - etched in her own life-force - guttered with faint purple light.

Only after a while feeling the drops passing through her body, the Carmesim realized that there was no more bruise on the arm or where the ivys entered. "I don't know... I was in the temple room, a woman was taking my blood when she just fell to the floor and disappeared... She... She turned to dust and feathers..." The girl looked at the demon, feeling as much better as she was days before. It was like she'd never been sick or weak. Near the two and that white scenery and illuminating between the green darkness of the forest to theirs, the sound of doors opening and slamming was heard, following it there was the sound of voices and wet steps, approaching dangerously the two.

Maye screamed, trying so hard to resist the pheromones but they seemed to drag her down no matter how she tried. Skylar smirked. "No cares about dying" And right before their eyes, every demon came upon her, burying her between them, swallowing every light that used to shined around her and their heart dropped when everything went still, while the demons went crazy, no sight of Skylar anywhere.