Sad Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

He couldn't even look at her. He knew it all along that it was to come, but he never accepted. His mate used to tell him that she was having dreams of her demise. That her mate would live in sorrow but living, nonetheless, for their daughter. Her mate raising their daughter in a fierce warrior. Her daughter.... standing with her head held high im a battlefield between the living and he dead while everyone knelt in front of her. Submitting.

The only way I am truly at peace is when I watch the blood flow dark, thick, warm & flowing, even gushing from my arms or the throat of another relieving the pain for now hands are stained in red again the only way a sadistic mind function is by watching others fail the only real remedy. this is all I ever knew. too different for the others to conceive Everyone says......One day you will hit rock bottom I never hit it, I was born there don't remember me

I know I’m not from Moonlit only by marriage, which had been annulled ever since Asher sold me at the auction. He took a slow step forward, his eyes cold. “And yet, here you are. Healing him. Getting close. Unlocking something in him no one else has.” I shook my head, stepping back. “Slade’s feelings aren’t because of me. They’re because he’s still a person beneath all that pain. He chose to trust me.” Damon’s gaze hardened. “Exactly. And that’s the problem.” Before I could reply, he turned and left the room without another word, slamming the door behind him.

But she was on fire that she regretted sitting up. “So what is the proposal?” she asks. “We get into an agreement, that I fulfill my desires with you. Of course to agree to what I will suggest. And if you don’t we can go our separate ways. What are not some sex buddies, this is an exclusive agreement. And whatever we agree on, you don’t get to hold me off on.” Damon tells her. “Of course, there will always be that exception on that there’s a safe word, and that’s how I stop, not by screams or cries,” he adds.

" My soul wouldn't be in this world anymore and would be lost for ever since I was stabbed with the soul dagger. I wouldn't be able to protect you any more princess. You'll have to live your life as if I wasn't there. Don't skip dinner sleep well and forget me" "Stay with pls... pls you must not die I can't live without you" Nirvana shooked her head and removed the dagger from Desmond chest Desmond groan in excruciating pain as she removed the dagger. She walked to Kono who was now backing them. He kept laughing not paying attention to what was happening around him until he felt something sharp pierce his heart from the back and the amulet fell from his hands "Die you monster" Nirvana yelled

It was a known fact in this world that regular weapons didn't cut it; only demons could truly slaughter other demons. Slyvara had caught wind of the ambush at the same time Kai did, and she had sprinted to the scene to back Damir up. Moving like a literal nightmare, she shifted into her mist form, slipping through the battlefield and blind-siding enemies left and right. By now, the human guards were totally exhausted, with most of them bleeding out or nursing nasty injuries on the ground. But Damir and Slyvara were an unstoppable duo. They kept pushing the frontline back, making it crystal clear that these grunt demon soldiers were absolutely no match for upper-tier powerhouse demons.

Something other. The transformation is horrific and beautiful in equal measure. His body shifts, muscles rippling and expanding beneath his skin. His fingers elongate, nails sharpening into claws. The shadows pour from the mark, wrapping around him like living armor, and his eyes when they open are pure red-silver fire with no trace of humanity. He's magnificent. Terrifying. A nightmare made flesh.

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

She was crying while shouting: "Mom! Dad! I'm scared! Help me! Help me! Help me! Noticing a dirty 1-meter stick that was leaning in the wall, he immediately grabbed it then rushed in difficulty towards the Hybrid Mad Dog. Even though he was still 5 years old at that time, he was trained with basic swordsmanship by his mysterious teacher. Before the Hybrid Mad Dog could gnaw its prey in front, it suddenly stopped when it heard a yell from behind it. Yman flinched a little upon seeing its red eyes, those piercing gaze of the killer, it was almost identical with that eyes of that person who murdered their parents.

Her voice quivers. He nods his head in pity. “Yes, apparently, he kept several videos inside personal files that were recovered by the council.” I try to compose myself and look around the room nervously. “Where is he now?” Mathias apologetically looks at me before taking a deep breath and pushing a file on the table toward my mother. “Lukan was slain several nights ago after he kidnapped a young woman. Thankfully, her mate found her and called forth the Macto Benficium duellum Sanguis. Lukan agreed and perished.”