Rokuro Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

Such an ungentlemanly fellow ! "what are you?" she asked the lingering question in her head. "You don't look human" "I'm not" "Then what are you?" she pressed. He gave her one of his smirks as he smacked his fangs, "what do you think?" Arianna thought for a while, "A demon?" Damian laughed, "how would you know? Ever encountered one before?" Arianna shook her head, she hasn't but it felt like he was, "then what are you?"

“Someone had to take care of their mess. I had to take them out the way. They weren't gonna let me take the throne m the wanted to give it to you…..a woman….a wolfless one at that. I couldn't let that happen so I killed them. Besides, I did them a good thing. Sent them to hades sooner than they should. I hope they rot there.” I stared at him. A demon in flesh. His eyes were void of emotions. His gaze blackened. His laughter diabolic. My dreams turned out to be true. He indeed liked them. Does that also mean I would get stabbed in the dream too? I swallowed hard, watching as he monitored me. “Where is Claire?” I asked suddenly, my chest rising and falling. I had to change the subject of I'd s

“Shadowland has creatures in it. Both human like and black, gooey zombies.” Rain, my Knight and a powerful demon in her own right, gave me an unimpressed look as she adjusted a pin in my hair. She was a bit of a perfectionist and couldn’t stand when things were out of place. If she were human, I’d say she had severe OCD. I guess I could still say it even though she was a demon.

The job requires targeted strategies and calculations, especially until to be dubbed a Legend in this volatile economic period, that person must have a sharp intuition like a Damascus sword "This fool begged me to be his partner in crime, even though he had impregnated another woman. If I hadn't known him for a long time and understood that he was so stupid, I would have slapped him back and forth on charges of abuse..." Ariesta folded her arms over her chest. As usual in all sentences he spoke softly. But this one is really satire "Help friends don't be angry..." Edzar muttered. "If you had a little guts, you would have stayed in the aokigahara forest with Ayumi to avoid your father, rather

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

Shaykh was silent for a moment and replied, "It's my newest servant, and I'd advise you not to take any interest in him." Crosier paid no heed to Shaykh's advice; high-ranking demons were always arrogant and exclusive, and demon archdukes didn't take each other seriously. Crosier's thick tentacles reached out frivolously to the man in the black cloak, hooking the hood that covered his face and trying to pick him up. The man slightly sidestepped his face, followed by a flash of cold light, the longsword in his hand lifted and fell in an instant, the sharp blade slicing at Crosier's poisonous python-like tentacle with a menacing aura.

"What was that thing?" "A soul demon, you fainted with just a glance at him," So the demon was a male, I only saw his eyes which was hidden in the darkness of his dirty purple cloak, and it seems he float in the air as he was without legs. In Drayce arms I felt so safe and my encounter with the demon was slowly fading from my memory. His scent calm my wolf who had been on the edge since. He filled me in on what happened and how I woke up here.

"But remember, the Demon werewolf is not to be trifled with. If you ever feel like you are in danger, you must come to me immediately." "Thank you," I said. "I won't forget your words of caution." The Lycan sorcerer nodded, his eyes fixed on me. "Remember, the Demon werewolf is a formidable opponent," he said. "But with the talisman, you stand a fighting chance." After thanking the Lycan sorcerer, my stepfather and I made our way back through the dense woods towards our home. The path was treacherous, and we had to navigate through thickets and fallen logs to make our way forward.

He was chiselled and cruel looking, his eyes were literally flaming, swirling with red, orange and yellow, the pupils slits, where the sclera were usually white his were black and bottomless. He was dressed in a black house coat embroidered with gold thread depicting dragons, his bare chest and astonishing abdominal muscles were displayed with arrogant pride. His black leather pants tight to his thick thighs. At his feet were two demon girls, fawning over him. They were beautiful and both had long forked tails and tiny horns. They both turned and hissed at Ruben’s approach showing their pointed teeth and forked tongues.

How the hell did that happen? Having no time to process these sudden unexpected mind link powers, I ran and jumped as high as I could muster, at the nearest tree. Clinging onto a branch with all my strength I managed to climb up on it before the rogue beneath me attempted to pull me down. Seconds later the rogue was shot dead by someone in the bushes opposite. I screamed in panic but then out jumped Ben and Daniel in their wolf forms along with a few of the warriors. Ben's wolf was beautiful, thick black fur and and he was extremely strong. Taking down the remaining rogues easily in a matter of seconds. We were finally safe but Ben was furious to say the least. They quickly changed back to