Spider Lilies Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she stared at him, parting her lips, searching for words to speak. She recognized the spell, she knew it was the one used to banish demons to hell. He was really going to send her to hell, he was really going to put an end to her life in the most disgraceful way. "Wait! Stop! Please!" Delilah screamed, tears pouring freely out of her eyes. She tried to wriggle free of the chains, but it was not possible. Klaus was blind to her fears, deaf to her pleas. It was too late to apologize, far too late.

Basille’s golden core of power… Ruben lifted his hand in a trance like state and the golden orb drifted over to settle into his palm. He closed his eyes in concentration and the golden orb absorbed into his flesh and disappeared. The red mist then coalesced into a thin rope and also entered Ruben’s palm. The goblin watched with dreaded fascination, holding a hand over his mouth to silence the need to scream and yell. His Demon Lord, a ninth level Demon of the Realm, had been killed by a Vampire Prince, and now that Vampire Prince had just taken his Demon Lord’s power into himself…

I’d heard that wild predators, like lions and tigers, disregard any other food once they tasted human flesh. Could it be that a taste of living energy made these things change their diet? Or was it just the natural evolution steps of paranormal scavengers? Like going from worm to caterpillar. Only the final transformation didn’t render a pretty butterfly, but a soul-eater demon? Shit! I needed answers, and I had no one to turn to with my questions! At least, no one that wouldn’t think I was ready for a straitjacket. Susan was dusting the bedrooms when I walked into the house, and came down to the first floor as soon as she heard the front door. I paused when I saw her on the stairs.

I was worried that hell might corrupt and pollute her divine wolf, but seeing it embrace her with such devotion… I was starting to fear for my pack instead. I couldn’t let anything like Forced Activation happen again. And Xanthea, being the daughter of Cadence Starsoul, wasn’t helping. Other demons would notice these environment changes as well. Especially the paparazzi. “Damn it!” I grunted, ready to get to my feet when my eyes fell on the blue blooms I was kneeling on. The patch of spider lilies around Xanthea’s sphere had turned into a sea of forget-me-nots. I frowned, an emptiness clawing at the edges of my mind.

Tommy didn’t believe me, of course. Who would? I had to beg him. My friend shrugged and promised to wait in our chambers until I dealt with the problem. The issue was resolved the same night. I simply summoned the hunter. As hellhounds weren’t simple dogs, hunters weren’t simple demons. He appeared almost immediately, looking at me with his blood-red eyes. He was tall, gangly, and reminded me of a cellar spider. In the cloud smoke which hid his features he seemed clumsy and awkward—if you didn’t know how fast and deadly he could be.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the devil.” His eyes narrow as he takes in my appearance. “Lana, what happened to you?” he looks on as the locusts continue to devour the spiders. “Are those locusts eating the Arachia demons?” I shrug my shoulder and point to the locusts devouring the creatures with a wide, maniacal grin. “Yep,” I giggle. “It looks like they messed with the wrong girl.” I laugh again, which makes his brow furrow.

Edzar's father. Ariesta Collison is a beautiful princess with a unique face. It stands at 170cm, the figure most women dream of, weighing just 48kg this month due to post-traumatic stress. Her exotic yellow skin has become even more pale since he's been living like a vampire for months. Sunscreen. It still hums from its thick lips.

If I remember correctly He seems to use some sort of a very strong demonic beast web. “Um… I think he uses the web from the beyond ascension realm demonic spider with some sort of special method to refine it removing any undesired trait-like poison and stickiness en masse.” Aurelia nods repeatedly and starts to take notes in her memo with the language I don’t know. It should be the language from her homeworld.

“It’s a demon—” She turned to flee. She didn’t make it two steps. The silver-haired man lifted his arm with a lazy flick hitting Lily. Lily’s scream cut short as her body hit the ground with a sickening thud. She lay sprawled, motionless, her dagger rolling from her palm. My stomach twisted. A demon? He looked nothing like I expected a demon to be. Daphne shrieked, ducking behind the altar like the coward she was. But the man didn’t even glance at her. His gaze was turned to me.