Ms Tamayo Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

A dark shape emerging from the snow, broad and unyielding. Liam. He moved like fury given form, cold, precise, unstoppable. Kai was at his side, his expression grim, and behind them, four more of Liam’s warriors fanned out in formation. The Darius patrol froze. Even they could sense the shift in power. “Step away from her,” Liam said, his voice steady and deadly. One of the guards sneered. “This is Alpha Darius’s territory. Rogue grounds. You have no right…” Liam’s fist connected with his jaw before the sentence finished. The man hit the ground hard, snow bursting up around him.

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

And the demon that Stevanus made as his ally prefer children first. In fact, they had been hunting down men like Stevanus. And as if they were lucky, they heard that Shasha's friend was the only victim who managed to escape Stevanus's clutches, thanks of course to Shasha's help. And just as they thought, it turned out that Shasha had accidentally brought the ribbon to "mark" her friend. That's why Delldora went directly to Shasha to secure the “marker”. "Ah, I forgot, magicians like you have a special way of dying,"

I follow the blonde, evading her hand when she tries to link it through my arm. “Cain, finally.” Darius is sitting at the table next to a blonde boy, but Flame is nowhere to be seen. He gestures to the blonde boy. “This is Damien and I assume you’ve met Gale and Ollie. There’s also Emery and Leila…” He emphasises the last name, as if to remind me that Flame is using her middle name with the humans. “Have just popped upstairs to get their jackets.” “Here.” Gale places a plate down on the table and pats the chair. Some sort of filled tortilla’s are on the plate and they smell amazing.

"Back off! Protect the princess!" Caspian looked up and swiftly saw a figure flying toward the shape-shifting demon like a rainbow of blood. "The Shadow Megabat from the Four Demons of Yamen! Let me teach you a lesson!" Terry laughed out loud. The shape-shifting demon's eyes locked on the incoming enemy instantly, and the next moment it roared, "Reaper's Scythe! A Heavenly Stars Sect's scum! In the Barren Hills Sunset Valley fifteen years ago, you destroyed the sixteen caves of my clan! I'll make you pay for your deed with your blood!"

“Is that so? You are bold for someone who is about to die.” “HAHAHA, don't make me laugh, me die? The great archangel Tamiel fall at the hands of you?” “You seem to take me for granted but no matter, I'll show you what I mean soon Tamiel.” “WITH PLEASURE YOUNG MAN! DUDAEL AWAITS YOU FOR YOUR SINNNSSS!!!!” Tamiel roared out and unleashed multiple beams made from the purest of Metaphysical Essence wanting to blow away Rogue and end him.

The tattooed man kicked again, doubling me over as his foot connected with my stomach. "Any last words?" He sneered, leaning over me. I forced my gaze up, meeting his eyes. He grinned, warping the sun tattoo into an odd shape on his cheek. "Well?" I opened my mouth, about to cuss at him when he fell forward, covering me in a splatter of blood. I gasped. I'd thought the pain from him kicking me was bad, but the pain of his dead weight bearing down on my beaten body had me balancing the edge of consciousness. I looked up, trying to force the engulfing black away and met pale blue eyes. It seemed my guardian wasn't just a pretty face.

The man whose smirk had once felt like a challenge, whose rare moments of softness had confused me into thinking there might be something human underneath all that coldness. But this—this was who he really was. A monster. Each lash echoed in my head, each scream burning into my memory. I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t. I wanted to run to her, but my body wouldn’t move. The crowd was silent, their faces expressionless, watching as if this were nothing more than another lesson in obedience. When it was finally over, Alessia sagged against her chains, her back slick with blood. Nolan turned then, his eyes landing on me.

Seeing that the omega was still tied up on all limbs, Luca took it as an accident. Arlen winced as the animal picked up speed down the mountain. His captors did not know that he could see ghosts even when they did not wish to be seen. He had spotted one hiding in the woods just in the nick of time. The spirit of a little girl named Tammy who perished in No Man's Land. It was an innocent soul separated from her family when the great barrier was put up.

Black smoke slithered like snakes around his feet—Asmodeus, demon of wrath, was once again testing his patience. “Destiny fell for it—just like we planned,” Asmodeus sneered. “Couldn’t even tell the difference. That stupid cow.” Torrock’s voice was gravel dipped in venom. “Has the demon Tamera reported the traders’ location? And the real Tamera—is she still under lock and key?” “Not yet,” Asmodeus lied, smoothly. “But it’s all going to plan. Once she sends them, I’ll send my hordes. They’ll be ashes by sunrise. I just need the flesh you promised weeks ago.”