Mist Breathing Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

My lungs collapse as I curl into myself, shaking in pain and the bitter cold sensation of completely exhausting my powers. I’m so, so cold. “Misty? Misty?” Cole rolls over, rising on top of me, my face clutched between his hands. Somewhere behind us, Orion is coughing, gasping for breath as he fumbles for his mate through the ash hanging heavy in the air. I hear an unfamiliar female voice raised in alarm, and then I start to pass out. “Misty? What’s wrong? Look at me!” “I just need a little nap,” I gasp, choking on ash and smoke. “Just for a minute–I’ll close my eyes for a–for a minute. A short minute….”

"Iblis Jabril, you must've heard the saying hell hath no fury than a woman scorned, right? This is for betraying me. Haha!" Cackling manically, Queen Nymrit looked like a devil from the seventh level of hell, as she viciously twisted the dagger in the demon's back. Iblis snarled and tried to yank the dagger out of his back. But as if he had been paralyzed, he couldn't move a limb and sunk to his feet. 'Demon Slayer!' All at once, thousands of needle-sized pricks pierced his organs and stabbed his heart. A sweet taste surged in his throat, and he puked a mouthful of blood.

Misty wasted no time; she swiftly sank her teeth into Dimitry's shoulder, sealing their mate bond. Sybil thundered, snapping her fingers to forcefully separate Dimitry from Misty's side. She then turned her attention to Zain, who had already faced her wrath. Zain screamed as Sybil bound him with a spell, manipulating his wolf to shift between human and wolf forms repeatedly, causing him excruciating pain. "I want what I want, Hazel. And there's no way you can stop me," Sybil declared as she advanced toward Misty, her voice filled with menace.

I asked, almost whispered in his ear. "Y-yes, I'm r-really sorry that I couldn't save you." "Shh, I'm fine. You don't have to worry." I cooed and leaned back to cup his face. "Are you sure you're..." I stopped talking when I saw in my periphery what's behind Liam and my left eyebrow automatically raised when I saw Nami's black wings that's now slowly hiding in. I know that she's a demon daughter, but I wasn't expecting that she had wings? That surprised me, to be fucking honest.

Unmistakable pungent smell of blood was all around us. Jasmine appeared out of nowhere, clearly looking for me. She looked at us both up and down and obviously realized what was happening between us, but said nothing about it. “We need to hurry!!! Quick!! There are demon shifters and creatures I have never seen coming from the south. They are endowed with magic – one I do not recognize!!!!”, she said hurriedly, a frown and fear on her face. I did not know what could possibly ever scare Jasmine, and a cold dread started creeping up in my throat. Following her, we rushed out. The scene we found was devastating. There were dead bodies everywhere, fire raging in one of the portions of the palace

The weapons glowed with strange symbols. "What–" Maddie began but started to cough. Smoke had filled the room. The burning demon was still running around the diner. The other three demons were crouched, and growling like rabid dogs, their saucerlike eyes glowing with a manic light. One of them let out a loud howl like a wolf and pounced towards Cassie. She screamed and there was a sudden hot burst of light as the sword in her hand blazed up. Cassie leaped forward, sweeping her weapon at the demon, her skirt billowing behind her. In the light of the Celestial Blade, the demon’s appearance was unpleasantly visible: black, scaly skin, a gaping black hole for a mouth, bulging, orblike eyes, and

I wish I had Misty so that I could use the link with him, but without her, the only one I can link is Randall, and that is only within the pack territory. I wanted to tell him that this is not his fault, that he is not responsible and that I care deeply about him. His flickering eyes are the last thing I see as I relax and allow the Vampire’s venom to do what I guess she wants it to do as my eyelids get heavy and I am surrounded by and pulled into the darkness. ---------------------- THIRD PERSON…

Payton asked while hanging his sentence at the end, feeling doubtful whether he should continue it or not because he didn't want to trigger his trauma, but Michael understood. "Yes, it's her; that's Diana; by that, I mean that Diana, Payton," Michael answered, to which Payton nodded in response. "Hmm, are you sure, Master? It could be, you know, delusions? It's impossible for someone who is already long dead to suddenly appear in front of you." "I had the same thought as you at first. But I'm pretty sure it's real now; I touched her on the shoulder once and she didn't fade. I even had time to talk to her." Michael explained as he raised his hand to touch his chest.

He pointed his long claws at her neck as she aimed the wood at his head. The two of them stood there, completely still, staring at each other with deadly intent. The staring competition ended when the yellow-eyed, black-haired figure slowly dropped his claw. Esteria sighed in relief; she had thought she would have to fight him. Although she was impressed by her swift reflexes, which she guessed were a result of the demon blood now flowing through her, she was still wary of fighting a demon. "Are you Lord El's new mistress?" he asked, his voice hoarse and deep but nowhere near as commanding as El-Kharis's own.

I could hear Jessica clearly as she cast another protection spell. I was choking and coughing on my own blood. Kiran looked at me again and my eyes closed involuntarily. ‘I’m dead,’ I thought to myself as I opened my eyes, and I turned onto my side to vomit. It looked like black blood, and I vomited again. I took deep breaths, and my hands went to my chest, and then to my throat, but there was nothing there. If I hadn’t been lying in the clearing, I would’ve thought that it was all a bad dream, but it wasn’t. Kiran had slit my throat.