Samurai Demons Novels & Stories

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

They came to the venue. "This place is crowded," Cael said. "Shinigami demons," Kyra said, "It can eat a lot here." Above them, they hear the loud flapping from the big wing. Cael and Kyra look into the sky and spot three unusual flying creatures. Except for them, no one else noticed. "The Shinigami demons," Kyra said. Kyra moved her gaze to Cael. Cael hurled his two boomerang-shaped blades towards the flying demons, which flew out of his hand. Cael's boomerang blade struck both Shinigami demons, attracting their attention. They fled as the Shinigami demons flew toward them.

"Yeah, sure, that's why. Bye, Sam...have a nice life with Mr. Darcy." I hear the anger in my voice. It's not that I want to be angry or jealous. I hate being replaced by a man I haven't met yet. Sam sits down on the couch. This is her universal sign that she isn't leaving. "You're upset. And I want to know why. And stop calling him Mr. Darcy." "Of course, he's Mr. Darcy. He's British and perfect." "If he's Mr. Darcy, then who am I?" Sam asks as she bats her eyelashes at me. It drives me crazy, seeing those butterfly wings open and close on her baby blues.

" Like i said. I am a hunter, or huntress or whatever you would like to call it. I've spent most of my entire life hunting and studying demons..." " Hunting demons?" My brows creased. By the irritated look on her face, I can tell that she does not appreciate my interruption. "Yes Dianna, demons." The way she spat out my name... Like she was talking to a child she had been trying to teach the same thing to for hours and still getting no where. But i did not put much thought into it and instead asked the next question that popped on my mind. "You mean there are other demons out there?" "Barely. But yes."

He killed his father and went to live with the druids in the alps. Through thousands of years of life, he still hadn’t let go of his resentment for how he was treated as a child, which sometimes led him to express his anger in violent creative ways. This as well is all the more problematic because Sleamann was about the strongest creatures around. Unlike others, he was not just a wolf, warrior, war-lord or whatever. He was a vampire and a vampire-werewolf hybrid, which made him the first damphyr. As a result, he could take on whole packs of normal vampires or werewolves with terrifying ease, while normal people barely registered as more than food to him. He was a thinker and he thought about

She was going to die! "Haha hahaha! Humans ...humans...HUMANS! VERY AMUSING" The demon let out a creepy laugh that shook everyone. "Kill them and grant my wish!" The girl raised her tone. In response, the demon tilted its long head and shifted its gaze from Sarah to the group of traitors. It stepped out of the shadows, revealing its deformed body. It had one eyeball fixed in its sockets while the other dangled around his neck area. Tentacles sprouted from its back and it had long claws in place of fingers.

Samuel says, darting his eyes back and forth to us. I give him an unconvinced look. "It's very possible you just imagined it. I mean, you were dreaming..." "No, Mom, Laila can actually hurt demons!" Samuel interrupts. "I'm pretty sure she killed the one Deumus was with." His deep brown eyes stare up at me intently. He's telling the truth, or at least the truth that he believes. "What demon?" I perk up, eyes wide. "I don't know, some weird looking spider thing that came with Deumus. But he wasn't very strong, I knew that much."

Without a care, I usher the lot of them out of the room, telling them I would like some alone time with my sister. Once they have all left, I turn to Samara and ask her why she is so afraid. My question snaps her from her trance, her eyes moving to where I stand a few feet away from her. Her lip trembles slightly as she speaks. “I do not trust Demons.” She tells me. Understanding fills me. After everything that she has been through, it is to be expected that she would be fearful of Demons. “I want to go home.” Samara whispers, breaking my heart at how weak her voice sounds compared to before her demise. I nod my head in understanding, fighting back the emotion that gets stuck in my throat.

He crossed his legs as he thought about it. “Wait, what?” I started. “Do you know why the demon did that?” Samantha asked calmly. “He... insulted....” Patrick started before trailing off. “Wait...” “That’s right! He did insult the demon!” Samantha smiled. “Did you hear what he called me? Right before I ripped off his dick????” Patrick only looked at her, his face was quickly draining of color. “Uh...” “He called me.... Luna.” Samantha said as she stood up from her chair, and my eyes widened as her power exploded. “Tell me. Do you want me to rip off your dick and shove it up your ass now or wait until the meeting is over?!”

He watched as his fellow warriors were been slaughtered and innocent souls leaking in the air. 'He is a demon then why is he weak? 'Why don't he posses other powers apart from reading minds.' Thinking about that a smile crawled into his head and his heart litted. "Special..We are been ambushed! I need you here." He whispered in his head.