Spider Mother Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

Really bad. "No," she whispered. "Please tell me I'm wrong. Please tell me it's not her." "Mom?" I asked, feeling ice form in my stomach. "Who is she?" My mother sank into a chair, her hands trembling as she pressed them against her face. When she looked up, her eyes were haunted. "That woman is no ordinary ghost," she said quietly. "She's one of the original demons. One of the first to fall when Lucifer rebelled. Her name is Lyssa, and she is the demon of rage—of uncontrolled, consuming anger that drives people to madness and violence."

Something. "Syd." Mom's mind touched mine. "Do you really believe that?" REND TEAR DESTROY, my demon sent. I'll rupture every organ in his body. Shaylee's enthusiasm for her pet project shifted the building slightly while everyone gasped and held on. My vampire sighed, her agitation a burning white light in my mind. I hate it, she sent. I hate him. But your mother... My mother was right. Damn. It. All. To. Hell.

How would Layla react? "I am Annabelle Hale, the last pure blooded Sorceress. And... and I am your mother"

Lorianne yelled at her, "How can I accept something that I wasn't interested in" "Hazel" Lorianne roared making the ground shake but Hazel stood unfazed. She wasn't scared of her mother anymore not now that she had grown to be a strong and powerful sorcerer. "I see that you have also learnt to stand against me" Hazel used to be scared of her outburst when she was little and would always do as she said. "What did you expect, I am your daughter after all" Hazel scoffed, "What brings you here?" "I need to know about the Demon Wolf"

It was the same attack that sun god used. “Leave my mate alone.” The wolf growled as the wave of solar energy released around him, washing over the vampire with a wave of fire and radiation. He felt his very being on fire! How is he still alive?! ~~~Samantha POV~~~ Spitfire.... Spitfire wake up.... Ugh I don’t want to get up! You must get up! No Daddy I’m tired, just a little bit longer... and I’m a demon.... remember? If you are a demon then get up and remind everyone why you are called that!

I asked. The demon nodded and approached the border of the pentagram. "With your mother..." he said, his eyes ice-blue, cold, mocking. "That blonde girl?" he looked at Martha. "Yes. I was a bit too much for her in my true form." "Motes of Darkness probably didn't help either," I agreed. The demon smiled at me again. "So why did you call me...son? Do you want to get a sister, perchance? From the black-haired one?"

Gunner cut in, “Yes, the Ethereal Plane. Turns out, I have been there hundreds of times. She has been watching over me all my life, taking care of me. She raised me Gunner. She took my memories so that I wouldn’t be hurt by not being with her, or something like that, but then she gave them back to me again” I spoke excitedly as I peered up at him. “You’ve lost me again” he mumbled and rubbed his eyes. “Selene, the Moon Goddess, she’s my mother. She has been with me all my life” I said slowly, watching his face twitch as my words seeped into his ears. He nodded his head slowly and I continued,

"Aren’t you bold and brave? I’ll give you a taste of the Dark Sky Spider. This is a special venomous creature reared by the Five Poison Sect. Once bitten by it, your entire body will turn numb and your skin will start to rot. By then you wouldn’t know whether you’re still alive or dead. Why don’t you try it?" She smirked out of vengeance. Kendall would not forget the tragic death of her sister. Though Lucia was not a close relative of Darryl, Neil’s father was like a brother to him. Therefore, Lucia was considered a distant relative. She had yet to kill Darryl to avenge her sister and she decided to relieve her anger by tormenting Lucia. After all, getting bitten by the spider would only cau

The hut recoiled at his presence, boards shuddering violently. You will not interfere, the Darkness snarled inside him. This debt is not ours. Sipho pushed back — for the first time ever. “They are children,” he said. The Dark paused. Not in mercy. In interest. Inside, the youngest slipped from the eldest’s grasp and stepped onto the softening floor. “I don’t want to stay alone,” she said. “Will Mama be there?” The house answered by opening. The floor split wide. Warm, breathing earth yawned beneath her feet.

I looked up and saw her hand turning black at a visible speed, with dark purple bruising spreading rapidly. "Mom, is this serious?" Oliver frowned, panic flashing across his face. "It's fine. It's just a spider," Paula replied. I smiled coldly. This wasn't just any ordinary spider. It was one of the most venomous spiders in existence. Oliver also thought it was nothing and looked back at the people still grabbing gift boxes, greed flickering in his eyes again. "Actually, Mom, maybe getting bitten by a spider took away our bad luck. Let's go grab more boxes. We're bound to find something good this time."